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America couldn’t help but think that he hadn’t felt this good in a very long time.
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At 2a.m he was no longer feeling so great.
The rest of the meeting had flown by pretty quickly. He’d kept to himself mostly, taking the time to try and erase Russia’s sunflowers, but Russia had drawn them in pen so instead he doodled in some airplanes flying over the bits of Russia shown on the map and had them dropping care packages that turned into little baby Bald Eagles. This amused him way more then it should have and before he knew it the meeting was over.
He’d taken off as quickly as possible not wanting to risk anyone stopping him to rag on him some more which often happened after the economy days at these meetings. He’d gone back to his hotel room, glad to receive the news that the fires were slowly starting to come under control again. He wasted the rest of the evening on the internet, there was only one day to the conference left and he was well versed in all his trade agreements, and watching some crappy movie on one of the movie channels.
He was feeling good enough that he had gone to bed at ten p.m full expecting that he would drift right off. But the minute he closed his eyes the expression on the other nation’s faces as they talked about him in the meeting came back to him. Then worry about the economy in general took root, along with the feeling of the fires tickling the back of his brain and the coming winter and…everything had all gone down hill from there and he spent the next few authors tossing and turning until pillows and bed coverings strewn all over the floor.
Eventually he let his mind drift back to the meeting earlier, only this time to the lunch break. There had been peace there in the one place he hadn’t expected it next to the one nation he’d never thought he’d get it from. Then he thought about the night before in the reading room and the day before that also in the meeting room. He thought about the presence of the other nation and felt himself instantly starting to drift off. But just as he was about to another thought of the days events popped into his head and that small second of comfort drifted away.
Apparently just thinking about that peace was not going to be enough, he was going to have to take more drastic measures if he hoped to actually get some sleep.
He sat up and swung his feet over the side of the bed. He felt determination seep into his veins even as his brain tried to convince him that the thought that had just popped into it was crazy and he was just going to get himself punched out if not worse. He ignored that and stood up and stumbled around in the dark until he found his glasses, t-shirt, his flip flops and then went back over to the bed to grab the pillow he’d brought with him from home and couldn’t sleep well without.
Then he grabbed his key card and before he could change his mind he hurried out of the room and headed down the hall towards the elevator. Russia’s room was on the floor above, well away from the rest of the nations, he didn’t even think there was anyone else on that floor at all. That would be perfect because that would mean no one would see him going to Russia’s room. He could only imagine the talk that would bring and he didn’t even know how he’d begin to explain how he wanted to ask Russia if he could camp out on his couch for the rest of the night.
He didn’t even know how to explain it to himself.
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Steeling himself he lifted his hand and knocked on the door. There was no sound from the other side so he tried again louder this time and more insistent. Still nothing from the other side of the door so he tried a third time and this time kept rapping on the door until it finally opened to reveal an exasperated and rumpled Russia staring out and him though quickly slitting eyes.
“Da?” he growled in irritation. “What do you want, America?”
“I…” America said his determination starting to falter again now that he was staring at Russia directly. He rushed forward before he could stop himself. “I want to sleep with you.”
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TBC
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This story makes me too, too happy. I mean, pretty much anyone being protective of America would make me squee, but...yeah. This is just so cute!
Thanks for the update, writer!anon!
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FFFF.
Can't wait to see how Russia responds to THAT.
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I went "awwwwww" during the lunch scene and the sunflowers scene, especially the sunflowers and baby eagles scene! You two... just, just go get a room XD
Quiet protective Russia never fails to make me MELT.
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reCAPTCHA mgs worsen -- OH HO HO~
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