Gimmie a Kiss

Info: America and Russia are switches. Russia feels soft and bottom-y while America, although not feeling a distinct way, is stressed from work and really wants some love and cuddles.

(Btw I'm not saying that all bottoms are soft and shit. You don't even need to have roles in a relationship if you don't want to. Just in this case they do.)

❕warnings ❕

- RusAme(obviously)

- Fluff

- soft úwù chill Russia

Russia's POV

I rolled over on the bed expecting to feel another person next to me. Instead I heard the crumple of paper and felt a sticky note in my hand. I panicked and then quickly calmed down and grumbled knowing that's America had left without saying goodbye, and that I'd have to wait until 6pm for him to get off of work.

I decided that the best course of action would be to actually get up and be productive. I opened my eyes just to shut them again as the sun came through the window. I blindly walked over to the closet and, once there, opened my eyes.

The first thing I saw was my over sized soft yellow sweater, which may I add, had to be a 3X just to be over sized. I'm a really tall guy, so I didn't have many options.

After getting my sweater on and pairing it with some golden brown khaki shorts, I went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. Nothing special, just some microwave oatmeal with cinnamon in it.

After I finished just sat in the living room and watched some TV for a couple minutes. After finishing an episode of some shitty reality TV show I did some cleaning around the house.

A bit of sweeping in the living room, some mopping in the kitchen, washing any dishes in the sink, and getting caught up on laundry.

Once I finished cleaning I walked to the couch and collapsed onto it. "Uuuuuugh I'm so tired and there's nothing to doooooo" I shouted to no one in particular "Man, it's only 4pm, I still have to wait two more hours till America gets back." I wined as I checked my phone

I suddenly got an idea. I could make a pillow fort to cuddle with America once he gets home! I quickly got up and gathered all of the blankets, pillows and sheets I could find.

I set those on the couch and grabbed a few chairs from the kitchen. Once those were in the living room I got to work on building the fort.

I set the three chairs in a triangle shape with the seats facing outwards. After that was set up, I draped a thin blanket over the top and positioned some sheets over the sides.

I took a small break to eat some chips and drink some water. After I collected myself I put a thick comforter as the floor of the fort and added lots of pillows and stuffed animals.

I backed away to look at it in all of its glory. I sighed in contentment and layed down in the newly made pillow fort. I checked the time and it was only 4:37pm.

I sighed again and felt my eyelids start to heavy. I gave in and let the sleep consume me.

America's POV

As soon as work let out I gathered all my stuff and immediately got out to my car. I knew Russia would be mad that I didn't say goodbye to him this morning, but he just looked so damn peaceful. I hurried home, already stressed from shit happening at work.

All I wanna do right now is cuddle with my darling Russia and forget all about the mess that was happening at work. I drove into the parking lot and parked at the spot closest to our apartment.

I rushed up the stairs and hurriedly unlocked the door. I burst in but heard nothing. I looked around for a couple seconds before noticing the blanket fort in the middle of the living room. I crept around and looked into the entrance.

Yup. He's asleep. As I wondered around to find some clean clothes to change into after my shower I finally saw why he was asleep. The house was spotless! I smiled knowing I had the most wonderful boyfriend in the world.

After I finished my shower and got dressed I tip-toed over the the fort and carefully snuggled in with him.

"So you're finally back" Russia's voice sounded from behind me

"Shit" A shiver went up my spine

"Shit indeed"

"Russia I'm so sorry! Work has just been stressing me out lately, and you just looked so peaceful, and-" I cried with tears starting to form

Russia interrupted me with a kiss. It was long and passionate. I felt the kiss with every fiber of my body.

My body melted into Russia's grasp. He pulled away and looked at me with slight anger in his eyes.

"Never"

He kissed my nose.

"Ever"

He kissed my cheeks.

"Leave me"

He kissed my forehead.

"Without"

He kissed my eyelashes.

"Saying goodbye"

He kissed everywhere on my face except my lips.

"Ever again"

He ended it with another passionate kiss.

Once we parted we just looked into each other's eyes.

"Promise?" He asked

"Promise." I replied with tears forming

I sniffled "Heh, I don't even know why I'm crying. You should be the one upset, not me."

He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back. "Oh I am. I just about had a panic attack when I first felt you were gone, but you seem stressed so we'll deal with your problem first" He stated while tightening his grasp on me

"Now, since I put all this work into making this blanket fort, I say we make some amazing dinner and then binge some of those weird cartoons you like." He spoke calmly with love

"That sounds nice actuall- wait diD YOU JUST CALL ANIME A WEIRD CARTOON?" I shouted

"Isnt that what they are though? They all seem like silly kids cartoons." Russia giggled

"I'll prove that anime aren't kids cartoons! Let's watch Corpse Party!" I pouted

Nobody's POV

Once America got done pouting he gathered up all the Corpse Party discs he had and set them next to the DVD player. While America was doing that Russia was burning the food because he was too busy thinking about what an anime called Corpse Party could contain.

"Ah shit." Russia cursed as he smelt the burning

"What's wrong?" America shouted from the living room

"Nothing!" Russia shouted back

"This doesn't smell like nothing." America commented as he walked into the kitchen "did you burn the food?" America snickered

"Hey shut up! It's not like you can cook either!" Russia defended while turning into a blushing mess

"Russia! You wound me." America said dramatically

"Good ya jerk." Russia retorted while glaring at America

"Well it doesn't matter. I'd rather eat take out anyways" America joked

"That doesn't sound- HEY! Why are you so mean to me?" Russia pouted

"I don't know. Why do you suck at cooking?" America chuckled

"UGH WHATEVER LET'S JUST ORDER STUPID TAKE OUT!" Russia shouted as he walked over to the couch, sat down, and brought his legs up to his chin

America noticed this and heard him sniffle. He felt bad and wanted to cheer him up so he walked over and hugged his neck from behind. He heard a snicker and then suddenly was tossed onto Russia's lap.

Russia looked at him with an evil smirk and immediately started tickling him. "This is payback for insulting my cooking!"

"R-RUSSIAHAHAHA! ST-STOP IT PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU!" America shouted in between laughs

"Nope! Not until you say sorry!" Russia smirked

"F-FINE! I'M SORRY FOR INSAHAHAHALTING YOUR COOKING!"

Russia stopped tickling him and kissed his forehead. "Now that's much better isn't it." Russia said with a shit eating grin on his face

"Fuck you" America painted

"I mean, I'm not opposed, but right now I'll have to pass. Maybe later."

"Russia you know what I meant!"

"Oh do I?" Russia flirted

"Ruuuuusssssssssssiiiiiiiiiaaaaa!"

"Fine, fine. I'll stop. Lemme just get the phone so I can order take-out."

And they did.

And Russia was forever scarred because of Corpse Party.

He would never call anime a child's cartoon again.

And they probably fucked.

Idk

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Sorry I didn't finish this. I got uninspired near the end and didn't know how to finish it.

Z out (*´▽｀)