♡The Black Swan♡ (A RusGer Fanfic)

Chapter 21

⚠Warning!⚠ Chapter contains fluff!

( Russia's POV)

     Russia wrapped his arms around Germany. He gently kissed him on the cheek. He was glad they were safe inside his house. Reich was crazy. He knew that he hated their family, but that was nuts. He couldn't understand how Germany lived with him. At the thought of Germany, Russia's mind flashed back to earlier when he walked in on him naked. Russia realized he hadn't apologized for that yet.

" Hey Germany? " he said hesitantly.

" Hmmm?"

"...Sorry for walking in on you later. It was an accident."

Germany blushed.

" I-It's okay! I was completely embarrassed, but it's not that big of a deal."

      Russia kissed Germany again. He still felt rather guilty for busting in on him like that. He tried his best to shake the thought off his mind. He picked Germany up and held him by the legs. Germany placed his hands on Russia's face as Russia nuzzled his neck. He laid him down on his bed. Russia laid beside him. Draping his arm over Germany's waist, he spooned him.

" I think we should relax here for a little bit," Russia suggested.

Germany flipped himself to face him.

" Yeah, I like that idea," he said, kissing Russia on the mouth.

      Russia kissed him back and sighed. He actually wanted to go it and do something, but he wasn't sure what. Besides, he didn't want to worry Germany by getting up and walking around. He was okay cuddling with Germany, though. As long as he was with him...

" You okay? " Germany asked him quietly.

" What-oh yeah, I'm great!"

" Are you bored with being still?"

"..Kind of."

"You wanna go downstairs to get something to eat?"

" Sure."

     Russia was almost always eager for food. He sat up and got off his bed. Germany followed his downstairs. Russia looked around the kitchen for something to eat. After looking through the fridge, he found some plov his family had for lunch the other day. He pulled the large pot out of the fridge and set it onto the table. He put some for him and Germany in separate bowls and into the microwave.

      Russia turned  around to see Belarus dragging Germany to her room. Germany was clawing at the ground and trying to get away.

" Russia, help me!" He cried as Belarus yanked him into her room. She was strong considering how young she was. Russia quickly ran over to her room. He opened the door to see that his sister had placed Germany in the same circle as last time. She was holding a match uncomfortably close to his face.

" Belarus, NO!" Russia said sternly. She stopped immediately.

" I said no satanic rituals while my friend is here! He's too important to be sent to the underworld!"

" Ugh...fine. But one day..."

     Russia picked Germany up and carried him out of the room. He stared straight at his sister. All she did was stick her tongue out and pout.

" I'm really sorry about my sister, she's been like that forever," Russia apologized.

"On second thoughts, maybe we should go somewhere.." Germany said, eating the food Russia had given to him.

     Russia was about to reply when he saw Ukraine opening the door.

" Hold on there, sir. Where do you think you're going?" Russia questioned suspiciously.