Pure madness (country oneshots) (read at your own risk)

Russ x Germ

They are honestly babies okay don't at me
sigh my favorite little babies
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Germany looked around the big swarm of people in the tiny living room of Americas apartment. He had no idea why he even came here. Maybe it was to make friends and finally have a social life, or maybe it was just to try and understand why people loved going to these kinds of parties.

Personally Germany found it... rather headache inducing. Now he kind of regrets accepting America's invitation. He could've already gotten so much work done if only he would've said no.

The small German man tried pushing himself out of the crowd but everyone in here seemed to be made of stone, giving Germany a hard time to get himself out of the huge sea of people.

Once Germany finally got out of the huge crowd he could see where the hell he was. No he wasn't actually that short, but everyone else here happens to be taller than him. He started walking around, looking for a place he could be alone for a few minutes before he bumped into the tallest guy he has seen at this stupid party.

Russia turned around at the feeling of someone running into him from behind.
"Германия?" He looked down at the short German, happy to see his old friend again. Germany smiled up at him kindly. Him and Russia were basically inseparable when they were younger, they always did everything together. Even though they weren't related by blood they acted just like brothers.

"You haven't grown one bit," Russia chuckled, leaning down slightly to look at his friend better, and to mock him for his height. Germanys smile fell right as he heard what the Russian said to him.

"Well you're a fucking tree then." Germany mumbled, crossing his arms across his chest while looking away with a little pout.

"You're so adorable, like a little squirrel!" Russia exclaimed loudly, smiling brightly at Germany, being as silly as ever. That's when Germany got an idea.

"And do you know what squirrels do to trees?" the German asked with a smirk.

"No, what?" Russia hummed confused, furrowing his eyebrows and tilting his head to the side a little.

"Germs!" the tall Russian yelled even more confused. Germany began to climb up Russias back, wrapping his arms around his neck almost choking the Russian.

"Stay still, would you? I don't want to break my spine." Germany groaned as he pushed himself up Russias shoulders and sat down.

"Squirrels climb trees!" Germany blurted out, laughing and swinging his legs back and forth slightly. At that Russia started giggling along with his friend, holding his thighs for him not to fall off.

"Oh god Germany- That was a good one," spoke Russia, regaining himself from their little laughing fit. Germany combed his fingers through Russias thick hair, massaging his scalp with his blunt nails. Russia smiled softly, relaxing as he let Germs play with his hair.

"You're so lightweight, have you been eating enough lately?" Germany groaned at Russia, rolling his eyes as he slid down his back again.

"You're not my mom, jeez," the Russian smiled apologetically, but watched the German lean against the wall with concern in his eyes. "Damn, sorry for worrying about you,"

"Thank you very much but I don't want another dad." He sighed and looked at Russia tiredly.

"I know, I know, I just want to make sure my favorite little brother is alright." Russia said, holding Germany's cheek, rubbing it with his thumb fondly.

"I missed you so much Russ," Germany whispered quietly as he wrapped his arms around the taller man and buried his face in his chest. Russia hugged the German back, laying his chin on the top of Germany's head, smelling the sweet scent of vanilla on his hair.
"I missed you too, моя дорогая"

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Big yikes
Also ugh I can't stick to one thing and the whole shit changes halfway through Jesus Christ
I had a rough day