Lovers

Chapter 11

I walk into the house, rolling my eyes, "I told you before. I didn't know you guys were behind me." 

"That doesn't mean you keep wandering around the park! Do you have any idea how worried I- we were about you!?" Germany questioned, sounding agitated. 

"I told you guys I was sorry. Now can we please drop it?" I ask, feeling my head begin to bound. I had to listen to Germany lecture the entire ride back home ... it was highly annoying. Honestly, he was starting to get on my last nerve. 

I believe the other countries could sense it as South placed a hand on Germany's shoulder, "C'mon Germany, I think that's enough. She got the point, she won't ever do that again. Right (Y/N)?" South smiled in my direction, but there was definitely something different about that smile. 

"Yep." I answered quickly, backing up slowly. 

"See so we don't have to worry about it ever happening again. So calm down my friend." South said with a bright smile. 

"Fine. But if it does happen again-" 

"Then we will all lecture her. For now it was the first time, so don't stress too much." Soviet spoke, walking past Germany over to me. "C'mon (Y/N), It's time for your medication." 

I followed Soviet to the kitchen, Soviet took a bottle off the counter that contains dark purple liquid. "I thought I didn't need to take that one anymore?" I questioned, glaring at the liquid as Soviet pouring it into a small cup with measurements. 

"Well you have to take this a couple more days according to your cousin." Soviet explained, holding out the small cup towards me. 

I turn my head away, "I'm not taking something I don't need. Especially something so disgusting." 

"I swear you need to stop hanging out with America so much. You're acting more like a child each day." I hear Soviet mumbled. He forced the cup in my face, causing me to tilt my head back a little. "Drink it." He demanded. 

"No." I puffed out my cheeks, turning my head completely away, crossing my arms. I would've taken it by now, but to be honest it's kind of fun acting like a "child". Especially when it deals with Soviet. It's funny. 

All of a sudden I feel him grab my chin, turning my face forcefully towards him. 

He then forced my jaw open before pouring the liquid down my mouth, forcing me to swallow it. Darn it ... mission failed. 

"There, you will have to take it again at night. How you take it is up to you." Soviet said with a smug look on his face before walking away, putting the medicine back in its spot on the counter. 

'What just happened?' I question to myself, wiping my mouth as some of the liquid escaped.

I then walk out of the kitchen, a bright blush on my cheeks. "So where have you guys been?" I look up the stairwell to see Australia leaning over the railing. 

"We took (Y/N) to a theme park, it was ... pretty eventful." America answered him, scratching the back of his neck. 

"Yeah, someone, not naming any names, wondered off." Germany stated, glaring in my direction.

"I said I was sorry, what more do you want?" I question, returning the glare. 

Soviet came between the two of us, "Alright alright, that's enough you two." 

I blush at the sight of him, remembering what he did earlier. I shake my head, scattering the image, before walking upstairs. Maybe doing some work will ease my mind or better yet distract me.