Repairing Our Relationship

11

I am aware that my drawing of a ushanka is straight crap.

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South Korea POV

I glared at China and he seemed to shrink back at my glare. He even removed his hand from North Korea's waist and started twiddling his fingers and stared at the ground.

"China." My gaze hardened and my tone was cold.

"Hey South Korea... Uhm... How are you..?" China was obviously nervous.

I crossed my arms. "Oh, I was having a good day until I found out you kissed my brother."

China seemed to get annoyed now. "He liked it at least."

North Korea was now blushing and hid his face in China's chest. China went to hug him when I punched the wall. "Don't you touch him..."

China smirked and brought his hands closer to North. "Stop." I took a step forward.

China finally hugged North and his smirk grew wider.

I was gonna run and attack him when I felt powerful arms grab my arms.

Russia POV

I had realized my mistake and had ran from my house and all the way to North Korea's house. It would've taken a while for most, but I'm a fast runner so it only took about two minutes.

When I arrived I prepared to knock the door down but it was already open. South must be in here. I walked inside and South stood in front of me, telling China not to touch North Korea, who was hiding his face in his chest.

China saw me and smirked, and then proceeded to hug North Korea despite his brother's protests. South was about to run and attack China when I grabbed his arms.

"South, please calm down."

South Korea POV

I recognized that Russian accent from anywhere. I turned around and to no one's surprise, Russia stood there. "Let go of me, Russia. This doesn't concern you." I glared at him.

Russia looked surprised at what he thought a change in me. "You need to calm down. Your brother can be with anyone he wants, you can't-"

I pulled free from Russia's grasp and my eyes blazed in rage. "What do you know about this type of thing? He's my little brother, not yours! You're the youngest in your family of course you think this way! Just stay out of this and go back to your communist father so you can blab all your opinions to him!"

Everyone in the house was silent. China and North Korea stared at me in shock. I was still facing Russia and I was filled with rage. I was filled with so much rage that I didn't care what I said had hurt Russia's feelings.

Russia was shaking a little bit and his eyes glistened.

"My father is really sick and in a lot of pain," Russia clenched his fists. "I couldn't talk to him if I tried!"

It was then that I realized what I said, but my rage kept talking for me. "Then tell your siblings! You have like, a hundred, I'm sure one of them wants to listen to all of your crappy opinions! Now leave me BE!"

Another moment of silence. It was during this that I realized everything I said was wrong and my rage was replaced with guilt. "Oh god... I am so sorry Russia-I... I didn't-"

Russia shoved me and ran out of the house. I stumbled but finally fell on the floor. Before Russia ran to...where ever he was going, he turned back and with tears streaming down his cheeks he yelled, "Consider our friendship over!"