Starstruck: Countryhumans America X Reader

22: Back Again

Y/n doesn't remember anything from when America was holding her to the time she woke up. But when she does wake up, she feels...better? It was strange. 

She quickly realizes that she's back in the hospital. The steady, but annoying, beeping of the heart monitor gave it away. 

Y/n tries to move, but she feels extremely sluggish and unenergized. However, it wasn't like before when she woke up in the basement. This time just felt...different. 

Eventually, she manages to gather enough strength to push herself up. America isn't in the room with her as he had been the first time. 

Instead, it was Russia. 

The tall country, who had been dozing peacefully in a chair at the side of the room moments before, stirs a bit and opens his eyes. He looks tired.

"Morning, sunshine..." Y/n laughs weakly. 

Russia smiles a bit and scoots his chair up to her bedside. 

"Actually it's still dark outside," He gestures to the closed window blinds off to the side of the room, which in fact revealed no sunlight. "It's one in the morning," 

"Sorry..."

"It's alright," Russia assures her. "You feeling okay?" 

"For the most part, yes..." Y/n says groggily. She absent-mindedly reaches up and rubs the sleep from her eyes. Then her eyes widen as she remembers someone. "Wait- where's America?" 

Russia hesitates. "H-He's okay," He says. "He was just..."

"Russia-!" 

"He was...lightly stabbed...sorta..." Russia says slowly. 

"What?!" Y/n's heart monitor begins beeping faster, but he places a hand on her arm which gradually begins calming her down. 

"He's okay, Y/n," He tells her quickly. "He's in a separate room, their releasing him in the morning," 

She finally lets out a sigh of relief. 

Russia takes his hand away from her and nods. After that, there's a long silence between them. 

"Y/n I..." He trails off before beginning again. "Y/n I'm sorry for what I did to you...I have no excuses for hurting you but..." 

For the first time in her entire life, she watches as tears begin forming in the tall country's eyes. She could sense the overwhelming guilt suffocating him slowly and painfully. He quickly looks away.

Y/n stares at him with a bit of disbelief. However, her shock is overpowered by the need to comfort him. She weakly lifts her hand and places it over his.

"Russia, you saved me from that damned place," She mumbles. "I could have died if I stayed there. You didn't have a reason to help me, but you did...I think that makes up for everything that's happened," 

"What...?" Russia looks back up at her. 

"I forgive you," She smiles at him in reassurance.

This time, he's the one staring in disbelief. Russia hastily wipes his tears away and nods. 

"Thank you..." 

They talk for a few more minutes. Y/n had to admit, she enjoyed talking to Russia again. But unlike before, now he was just her friend, and no longer her crush. 

Their conversation is abruptly cut off as Y/n's stomach lets out a long growl. Even though she was getting nutrients from the IV, her stomach was still completely empty. She blushes from embarrassment, making Russia chuckle.