Take Two | Rusame | Countryhumans AU

Friends?

The taller male's blazing amber eyes landed on America. His gaze seemed to hold a sense of restlessness but remained calm and composed at the same time.

"I'm America what's your name?"

"...Russia," he said after a pause.

America smiled, "you're a new face, I've never seen you before, how's the industry treating you so far?"

Russia expression was unreadable, disappointment flashed on his face for a split second. "It's okay..." he sighed a little sad.

America raised an eyebrow, "you sound a little sad, did something happen?"

"It's none of your business-" the Russian said hurriedly. America noticed his eyes widen slightly after saying that but it was hardly noticeable.

The American chuckled a little, "ouch, well I guess that's true, whatever, I was hoping we could at least be friends, how about that?"

Russia sharply inhaled, "No." he said without hesitation. America stared blankly at the taller male, he was the top actor of the time, everyone wanted to be friends with him and now he was offering himself on a silver platter yet the other party declined with no hesitation.

The American felt even more determined to be friends with him now. Just as Russia was about to say something America cut in, "well even if you don't want to I've decided to become friends with you, I'll convince you!" America balled up his fists and spoke in a determined tone.

"Hm I just noticed but you're very good looking, maybe better than I am, you're very tall as well, you'll surely have no problem in the industry in the future." America leaned in closer to analyze further but the other party turned away, unwilling to face the American.

America found this man odd, everyone admired and praised him yet this new actor deliberately avoids him and rejects him. 'Playing hard to get huh?' He inwardly thought to himself.

The bartender slides two drinks to them, russia reaches to take a drink but America also reached for the same glass. Their hands touch and Russia jerks back his hand as if singed by fire.

The American pouts, "do you find me revolting or something? Look at this beautiful face, how could you ever possibly find me revolting." He cupped his own face in his hands and spoke dramatically.

"I don't." He replied.

America shifted his gaze to the drink and added, "whenever you're at a party you should always remember to buy your friends drinks and wait for them! I'm usually late to parties so wait for me, if you don't find me revolting at least buy me a drink at next year's party okay?"

"Since when have we been friends?" The Russian said a little annoyed and restless. "Since now! Here let me tell you, the bright blue drink over there is the good shit." America pointed.

America talked awhile with the taller male, it was mostly Russia listening to America ramble on and on about things. Despite his attitude towards America, he listened to every word.

When the American was absorbed in his thoughts and rambling on without a care, Russia would stare at him fixedly. But when America turned to face him, he would immediately shift his gaze away.

It gave America the impression that he didn't enjoy America's company, making the shorter male even more determined to be friends with him.

"Which movie are you working on at the moment?" America asked him. Russia blinked and thought for a second, "it's the same movie as you, I'm the other main character."

"Ohhh it's that one! The main characters are a friend group of three people, two males and one female, the female fell in love with one of the main characters by the end if I'm not mistaken." America smiled.