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25 | drunk russia? drunk russia.

🇩🇪: male
🇷🇺: male
fluff?? i think lol
requested by a discord friend who wishes not to be named
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"get off of me," germany grumbled irritably, gently shoving his extremely drunk friend off his shoulder. despite the russian's drowsy and obnoxiously adorable attempt to hug him, he nevertheless did not react pleasantly.

"noooooo," russia whined, clinging even tighter to the aryan. it seemed like the taller was not just holding on to him for balance, but also for dear life. germany internally snorted. russia was such a dumbass.

"people are staring," he stated to his friend, as if that would change anything.

"mm 'don't care," the older country slurred before taking another large swig straight from his bottle of vodka. germany noticed the bartender looking at them oddly from behind the country. he grimaced at the server's extremely unclean aura. his thick, dark mustache twitched slightly, as if he were about to comment.

"russland," the aryan pleaded, distracted from his thoughts by a small mumble.. the slav did nothing but erupt into another long round of uncontrollable giggles.

the jukebox played a queen song, driving russia into an even deeper state of a drunken overemotional mood. germany could only watch the country's usually enchanting blue eyes tear up. but, the smaller had to let out a chuckle. his companian had a very firm belief that russian music was the only good music, but he knew that the man had a soft spot for freddie mercury.

eventually, as the song ended, russia's teary confessions of his love for queen had come to an end, too. he quickly cut himself out of the emotional-drunk state, and turned over his to a new type of intoxicated personality.

as soon as the next song started playing, the moment germany set his eyes on his friend, he recognized this mood as 'drunk, flirty russia'. there was a big, stupid grin plastered on the russian's face, his eyebrows wiggling mischievously.

germany playfully pushed his companion away, trying to avoid drawing attention to his flushed face. "go away, you fucking dumbass,"

"dance with me," russia said, his voice suddenly low and teasing, despite his clumsy stance. he held out his hand, the palm facing upward as an invitation for the aryan to rest his hand there.

the german observed his outstretched hand. his fingers were long and flexible, great for whittling. he wondered if russia had ever tried that. his hand looked so inviting, as if embracing him, taunting him to give in to russia's cuteness.

"no," it took all of his willpower to resist those puppy eyes. he looked away, knowing that he would have falled for it. germany was about to turn around when something caught his hand.

or, better said, someone. russia's grip was strong yet not aggressive. his warm hands were clasping around the smaller's wrist, the warm and comforting feeling so right around him.
"i'll kill you," germany said, his voice cracking slightly, only barely managing to shoot a small glare at him before he was dragged to the center of the bar.

"mm," russia giggled again, laying his hands on the german's waist. "sure you will," he booped his nose with the other's, causing germany to practically melt. but russia's goofy smile made up for it all.

officially, the two were just friends. two friends who were a bit abnormally affectionate and open with one another. two friends who occasionally fall asleep on the same bed and kiss on the mouth. nothing more than friends, though.

russia's feet started to move, following the beat of the song, unfamiliar to germany. it sounded like some rock somg from the 80's, but he couldn't confirm. he was too busy dancing with russia. he couldn't take his mind of that tall, fascinating country. it was especially hard when said country was very clearly drunkenly flirting with you.

the slavic man lead the slightly younger along with him, their bodies swaying along to the rhythm of the song. germany looked up, surprised to see a country smiling lovingly at him as he cupped his cheek. the taller pulled in closer, closing the already little gap between the two.

"you're gorgeous, you know that ger?" russia mumbled under his breath the second they pulled out of the kiss for air, his eyes never leaving the baby blue of the other's. he smiled softly when he saw how red in the face the aryan had become, even a little smile on his face. he was very proud of his hard work of flattering the german (trademark).

russia liked seeing his 'friend' smile.

through his clouded thoughts, he still managed to admire that little bit of light added to the room when the smaller's face smiled. germany had always been self conscious of his shark like teeth, sharp like razors. dangerous.
but with all honesty?
russia didn't care.

"are you sureeeeeee you still wanna kill me?" he giggled, an unnoticable hiccup interuppting in the middle of his statement.

"shut up, russia, you're ruining the moment,"

"i love you too, bear cub,"

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im so sorry im sleep deprived
wtf am i doing
i hope yall enjoyed
have a great day, pls stay safe!!!