A just turned 21 year old was sitting at the bar, a few of his friends were around him, getting stupidly drunk, he was the only smart one, that was until the bartender came up and gave him a harder drink. The 21 year old looked up at the bartender confused, but they pointed to a guy wearing a ushanka, drinking Vodka from the bottle.
The 21 year old blushed deeply at this, already someone bought him a drink, but he couldn’t take this, he didn’t want to be drunk when he arrived home, his parents would kill him, hell he even had to lie to them to even get to the bar. He sighed a bit before asking the bartender to buy him a drink as well.
The bartender nodded before grabbing out another bottle of Vodka, placed it in a bag, before walking over to the man, handing it over, and talking to him, maybe about how he had bought it for him. The man looked over at the 21 year old, and they could see that they could be around 23 years old, but fuck he was hot.
The maybe 23 year old looked away before getting off of the stool, well he was also super tall, before walking over to him, and sitting on the stool next to him. The 21 year olds friends were talking a bit loudly, spewing drunken nonsense, so he decided to ignore them in favor of talking to the maybe 23 year old.
“ Thanks for buying me a drink, but I can’t drink it. My parents would kill me if they knew I was out drinking, even though I'm 21” He chuckled lightly gripping the drink, the maybe 23 year old bought him. “No problem, I understand” A thick russian accent hit the 21’s ear.
“It’s just vodka anyways, I can drink it for you. . . also thanks for buying me something back. . . “ He said holding the bag in his hands. The 21 year old smiled “No problem. . . I’m America by the way” He said holding out his hand, the Russian took it before saying “Russia, pleasure to meet you” He grinned, making the American’s heart jump.
“Sorry if this is weird, but how old are you?” He said looking away from Russia, this only made the Russian laugh, when he was done laughing he whipped his eyes before saying “I’m 23, and it’s not a weird question Америка” again America’s heart jumped hearing his name not only come from the russian’s mouth but also hearing his name in Russian!
They sat in silence for a few minutes before America’s phone buzzed, he pulled it out and looked at the message, it was of course from his dad telling him he should be arriving home in five minutes. Shoot right, he told them that they were going to a cafe around that area, but his friends were very drunk their was no way he was going to drive them home and then drive himself back. “Fuck!”
“Is something the matter Америка” Right Russia was still here “I got to go home, but I’m the one who drove them from their house, there's no way I will be able to drop them off, and then drive back home, in five minuts!” He said placing his head in his hands. But then felt a hand being placed on is back “I can help . . .if you want. . .”
America looked up at Russia, he opened up contacts, and opened to a new contact, in the name he put ‘Russia’ before giving Russia his phone. The russian wasted no time in putting in his phone number before giving the phone back to its original owner.
America sent Russia a hello before texting him were everyone’s home was at, and who they were. Before getting up waving Russia goodbye before going to his car, hopefully the Russian can get them home safely.
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Anime weeb: My head hurts, also who drove us home last night!? America he said he was a friend of yours.
Me: Ya . . . he kindove was. . . I meet him, But I trusted him, you all know how I get those feelings when someone is bad or good.
SouthK: America you can’t always rely on this power of yours, he could of been a rapist!
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