@Ray-Mightbegone
"I-It's fine "he hugged america "shh no need to be sad about trash like me" He wiped away Americas tears.
"I-It's fine "he hugged america "shh no need to be sad about trash like me" He wiped away Americas tears.
"Y-You're not trash… you're cool…" America cried softly, hugging Russia back.
Russia stopped crying "It's okay, thanks but i'm still trash……."
"Nooo… d-don't say that…" America held tighter to Russia. "You're great…"
"No i'm not."
"I'm not gonna let go of you till you agree with me." America brushed some of his own tears away with the back of his hand, trying to ignore the new ones coming.
" ………" He knew he was going to get out of this " fine I agree with you."
"Nuh uh, you gotta say it. Repeat after me. 'I, Russia, am a cool person'."
" I Russia am a cool person…." Russia looked america " better?"
America pulled away, grinning. "Yep! Do you feel any better?"
If I say no he'll just be a mess," I feel better "
"That's good… what time is it?" America glanced around for the nearest clock, eventually finding one. "Damn, it's late… well, I'm still not leaving you alone here when you've had eight bottles of vodka."
"I'll be fine……"
"You don't get a say, as much as I respect your opinion. I'm staying, Russ. Gotta make sure you stay safe." America looked back to Russia. "Where do you want me to be?"
He shrugged " Where you feel conformable"
"I'll probably just sleep on the couch. Remember you can come get me if you need anything." America lay back on the couch.
He nodded and went upstairs falling asleep, on his bed.
America eventually managed to fall asleep, and he was still asleep on the couch when Russia woke up the next morning.
He noticed it was snowing outside so he got a blanket and put it on america so he started making blin ( Pancakes).
America woke up about ten minutes later, blinking his eyes open and shivering a bit. He smelled food and realized he had a blanket, confused until he remembered where he was. Russia must be making something… but isn't he hungover? He stood up and left the blanket folded on the couch, shivering as he went into the kitchen to find Russia.
Russia didn't feel well but the just kept making the pancakes Russian style.
"R-Russ?" America had his arms folded over his body to preserve some heat. "What're you doing? You should be resting… you drank a lot last night."
" I'm okay it's just a small headache with just a few aches."
America tensed his muscles to try and stop his shivering. "I mean… if you're sure… I don't want you to make it worse."
"I'm sure" After turning the stove off he sat america on the couch put the blanket around him and lit the fireplace.
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