After America tried multiple times and failed to get rid of his lingering feelings to Russia, a game of truth or dare forced him to go up and talk to him,
"I have problems and anxiety over my head, why do I need to follow love?" -Russia
"But you're...
America swiftly passed the plate with his favorite meal for breakfast across the table to Russia, Russia stopped the plate and looked at America smirking proudly about his dish and looked back at the plate with a very fond and hungry look, it looked so good and homemade. It smelled a bit of bacon and potatoes and had an egg on top, the yolk was a little raw but still looked very appetizing. (it looks something like this-)
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He hungrily wanted to eat it whole but it was made by America so, he gently picked the fork and took a bite. He hummed... his mouth started to water from the sweet, sour taste of the egg mix with bacon and cheese, he had another taste in mind but this was even better, this was so good, he thought.
"Did you like it?" America smiled even wider from across the table and walked a little closer to observe the messily eating Russian, he couldn't help wheeze a little on the inside, this was so cute. "It-...It's really good" Russia muffled and went back ducking and shoving the eggs in his mouth, "I-I'm glad..." he mumbled covering his mouth and a tint of pink on his face.
After getting more bites and drinking water placed on the table, America sat down with an orange juice in hand and with the most serious look on his face he looked at Russia and said, "So what do we do after breakfast, love nugget~" (my god America, get your shit together, this is cringe) and put back his flirty look. Russia chocked at the nickname and his food almost came right back from his mouth but he quickly grabbed the water and pushed it back inside, "please don't call me that.." he wiped his mouth and put the glass back down, "Do you prefer if I call you bbyboy~"
"No, Russia is fine..." he grabbed the fork and ate the last slice, and added water to wash it down. America kept staring flirtatiously, and after he finished eating he went around the table and sat next to him, Russia didn't say anything but looked at him a little confused. He then got closer and gently wrapped his hand around his neck and whispered, "or maybe...I should call you...da-"
"Oh enough already!" Cuba shouted from the door, "I'm sorry to interrupt you but I came in so stop flirting, it gives me the god damn creeps" he sassily walked to the couch and threw himself and turned on the tv, America sighed and let go of Russia, he pouted still giving a dirty look to where Cuba sat, he didn't pay attention but he couldn't help it, he was a lot angry with him for just barging in when they were finally alone, and Russia was kinda disappointed too but didn't show it. Cuba then purposely set the volume to the loudest and pushed his lips forward to show he didn't give a damn if they will yell at him.
"This kid! argh," he scoffed, "Let's get the drinks for the party, and LEAVE THIS STUPID KID here!!" he loudly shouted for the annoying one to hear, he finally turned to him and 'blep' at him, "I'm not stupid!" he shouted back and sat back down. America grabbed Russia's hand and went to get the liquor.
<America's pov>
Two hours ago Russ and I went by car to buy some wine, beer, and vodka at a little farther away liquor store, they didn't keep any close by since usually, this was a place for fishermen or children's tour, a playground or something, somehow this year college students were here and how can we host a party without alcohol. By night at 9, the party was supposed to get started so everyone was outside preparing the decorations, the karaoke stage, the snacks and for a later event, somewhere at midnight, there had to be a scary storytime, at camping it's always in the to-do list.
