🌻 rusger oneshots | countryhumans 🌻

13 | stinky delivery girl wamen >:(

🇩🇪: male
🇷🇺: male
fluff :>
requested by the fabulous @Fnaduppet
————

around 30 minutes after russia called the pizza place, a soft and rhythmic knock was to be heard from the door of his and his siblings' house, with his boyfriend now staying with them during a visit.
the russian was glad that germany and his siblings got along well, he couldn't imagine how awful it would be if his 15 younger and very passive aggressive siblings didn't like him. the important thing was; as long as they didn't try to kill him every 5 minutes it was fine, and so far that was not happening, much to russia's relief.
"i'll get the door," he mumbled to the smaller country who was snuggled into a pillow beside him. the said country visibly pouted, making it clear that he did not want his lover to leave his side. after all, he was his heater and his teddy bear. "i'll be back soon, Медвежонок (bear cub),"
"nenn mich nicht so, dummkopf (don't call me that, dumbass)," germany grumbled, adorably curling up to the pillow he was clutching, making a horrible attempt at preserving his body heat and staying warm.
"okay, Медвежонок (bear cub)," russia smirked, gently patting his lover's messy hair covered head before turning to open the door to who he assumed was the pizza delivery man.

oh. he opened the door. pizza delivery woman, i guess. he thought, giving her a polite smile. she smiled up at the country, who she couldn't see was a country, her eyes closed and her grin a slightly mocking one.
the moment she opened her eyes to see the customer leaning on the doorway, her smile fell and her eyes widened. the teenager she saw was insanely tall, almost too tall for the doorway. and he was hot. oh man was he hot. he had a strong build, broad shoulders and a sharp jawline with very prominent cheekbones.
"good evening ma'am," he greeted, his natural accent slightly slipping. his large and fit figure hid most of what was behind him, meaning she could not see a cranky germany sprawled out on the couch, waiting for his lover to return for his cuddles.
"why so formal?" the girl laughed. "you look around my age. what's your name?"
"doesn't it say my name in the reciept or something?" he said, raising his left eyebrow above the other.
"haha, yes, i was kidding," she chuckled nervously, embarrassed that she hadn't thought of that. "oleg. you're not from around here, huh?"
russia, or 'oleg' just shook his head.
"you're kinda cute, you know that?" the second those words came out of her mouth, the russian felt a pair of eyes on him from behind. probably germany overhearing the conversation. "do you wanna, go out sometime or something?"
"thanks, but no. i'm with somebody already,"
"maybe she doesn't have to know, oleg," the girl winked, her hand sneaking up to touch russia's. this caught him off gaurd, making him flinch. once he recovered from his surprise he shot a glare at her.
"excuse me?" he growled. "first off all, it's a 'he'. second, how dare you think that i would ever cheat on the love of my life?"
the girl gulped, regretting her decision as she remembered how buff this guy is.
"i'm not a liar. if i were into you, i would break up with him, not cheat. and i will never ever love anybody except him. i would never hurt him purposefully like that."
"yeah, yeah. big guy is honest, good for you. but i bet you i'm hotter than him," she said, with a final blow of courage, trying to win this guy over.
russia took in a deep breath, ready to explode. but then he remembered what germany always said. 'don't let your anger control you,'
"give me the pizza. here's your money. now leave." he said with a low voice, his glare never leaving the sight of the girl.
"i'm sorry," a certain aryan whispered, his head laying on his boyfriend's chest, the rest of his body curling up to his side.
"for what?" his lover replied, planting a kiss on the tip of his nose.
"causing you so much trouble. the girls love you russ, i'm sorry that you're stuck with me when you could be out flirting and fucking whoever the hell you wanted,"
"but i only want you, мальчик (baby boy),"
"i'm sorry. es tut mir leid, russland," he whispered again, burying his face deep in the crook of his lover's neck.
"there is nothing to be sorry about. you are all i have ever wanted, and more. i love you germany,"
"let's just watch the movie," germany sighed sadly.
"haha, uh....about that—" russia smirked.

the movie turned out to be a 200 slide presentation on why russia loves his boyfriend. this was planned even before that stupid delivery girl came and ruined everything.
germany had seemed like he was questioning everything lately. russia could see in his eyes that he was scared and confused, and that he didn't know who to trust or who to listen to. overall, he wasn't in the best mood for the past few weeks.
the tall country wanted to prove to him that he really did love him. he wanted to make these next few days something that his lover would remember forever. germany was the thing he cared for most in the world, and he would not let his tust issues turn against russia, too.

by the time the presentation was over, germany was a blushing mess. he didn't know how to respond. even for russia, this was a little extreme. nobody had ever listed so many reasons that they loved him before.
nobody had even told him that they loved him before russia.

he grabbed a fistful of the russian's shirt and pulled him in, smashing their lips together. at first the taller was surprised, but after a few seconds he melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around his little german baby.

"thank you, russland," germany booped his nose with russia's right after the pulled out of the touch to breathe, now tangled in each other's arms.

"GAYYYYYYYY" latvia shouted from behind them, making the both jump.
"cyka blyat LATVIA COME BACK HERE"

————
1078 words
TYSM FOR 100 VOTES OMG I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH
proofread? dont know her
dang im on a publishing streak i suddenly have so much motivation
hope u enjoyed!
ily and i hope you have a good rest of your day <3