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After America finished his shower, he came in the bedroom to find the brunette already in bed, the covers up over his shoulders. They'd been sharing a bed for a few years now, and they'd shared more than that not too long after. Running his fingers through his damp hair, he set his glasses on the night table before sliding in under the covers. He scooted over until his bare chest pressed against Lithuania's back, bare skin against bare skin. It had taken a lot of time and effort for the smaller brunette to be persuaded to show his back to the blond without shame, and even after he'd reverted to wearing full on pajama bottoms and a top to sleep in now and then. As it was now, they were both in their boxers.
America felt the scars on Lithuania's back press against his solid chest, and Lithuania felt the cold metal of America's cross necklace. It was warming quickly between them. Soft lips touched the brunettes shoulder, a gentle and lingering kiss as arms wound about the smaller man's waist. Another kiss, and Lithuania spoke up, “Al-san... I'm not really in the...”
“That's fine.” America responded at once, and he merely hugged the smaller man close against him. Lithuania relaxed completely, though the small pang that ran through his chest was warm and grateful. Of course the blond would listen, he always had. Hell, America blushed and stuttered apologies if he caught Lithuania off guard with one of his more straight-forward approaches to sex. After a moment of silence, the blond spoke quietly into Lithuania's ear. “I just wanted to be close to you. I wanted to support you, you know? Let you know... you're not alone.”
“I know.” Lithuania said softly in response to the blond. His hands moved down to cover America's, which were clasped together at his stomach.
“No, I mean...” America faltered, and Lithuania could just imagine the slight flush of his cheeks. “I mean never, not just now. No matter what happens, I'll be there. If you can't trust in God, then trust in me. Because... I believe that He led you to me.” A soft kiss to the back of Lithuania's neck, and the smaller man gave a small shudder. “I want to help you... I have since the night you told me about how you used to live with your brothers, and ... And Feliks.” There was a hint of jealousy to his voice that slightly amused the Lithuanian. “I-In the name of justice, you know.” He continued. “I've got your back, and God's got mine. So, believe in me.”
“I do.” Lithuania said softly. And he did, he believed that America believed what he was saying, and that he would help him if he could. But he also believed that the blond was still a bit too optimistic about what choices his boss' would make for his future. And so he closed his green eyes, and unknowingly, the two of them prayed together silently.
Lord, protect him. Let him be strong. Even after I'm not with him, for they both knew it was only a matter of time before Lithuania was forced to go home because of the economy, watch over him for me. Amen.
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She would also give her left arm for a good, coherent comment right now. D:
I would give you my soul or something for this, but you should know you ttly have it already. =w=
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