I really need to stop play Chai now at this point but it's hard to quiet. It hurts me mentally but ahhhhh! Just Chai and C.ai is probably the thing I regret but also really don't along with my making of my RusAme book which I still need to continue writing some chapters before I actually publish it ;-;. Well anyways I hope that you enjoy chapter 63
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People's Republic of China's (PRC's) POV

The day went on fairly well as most of the time we just played board games. At some point Russia did come down stairs to see where he actually was and when he did see his siblings there little sibling reunion was so adorable. Seeing them so happy to see each other after a month or so was just so cute.

After that little reunion we continued to play board games until ROC left to make dinner at some point. Currently we were playing Scrabble which was quite fun other then FRG's very very competitive attitude. It was kinda getting annoying but there wasn't a way too actually stop him.

I then heard foot step come from the kitchen to the living room and I looked up to see ROC. "Dinner's ready." I nodded and I started to get up along with everyone else. Russia, FRG, and GDR ran to the dinning room.

"I wish I had energy like that agian." I looked over at Soviet when I heard him say that. "Your just old." I said with a grin. "I'm not old! We're the same age." I crossed my arms over my chest and smiled. "Yeah yeah okay." he wasn't wrong we are the same age. We're both 35 years old and ROC is around 5-6 year's older then us. He acted like he was 50-60 though and not actually 40 like he is now.

"Well ROC is a oldie." I looked over at him with a grin. "I'm not old." he bluntly said and I scoffed. "I mean you aren't to old but you act like a 60 year old man." he just sighed and rolled his eyes. "Just come eat." he said before disappearing into the dinning room.

Soviet snickered a bit and I looked at him smiling. "I'm so funny aren't I." I proudly said as I placed my hand on my chest. "Yeah sure you are." he kept a bright smile on his face as he walked over to the dinning room. I followed after him to the dinning room and when I got there I could really smell the delicious assortments of food.

I watched as Soviet sat down on one of the chairs and I sat down next to him. I looked at the food hungrily. I haven't eaten anything all day so of course I was excited to eat.

Soon enough we all started to eat the food that sat on the table. There was the sounds of chatter throughout the entire dinner. It was conforming and warming in some type of way. I felt happy being able to have this dinner with my best friend's family along with my own older brother.

I looked over at Soviet and noticed that he wasn't really eating much. He should be eating more then that especially since I don't think he's really eaten anything all day and just from his height and mass. I brushed it off though as I continued eating my own food. Though a voice in the back of my brain kept telling me that it wasn't normal.

Soon enough dinner finished up and we were all cleaning up the table. There wasn't any leftovers so we didn't have to deal with that but there was one thing bothering me. Soviet barely ate anything. Was he just not hungry? No that doesn't make any sense because he hasn't really eaten anything all day.

I will probably ask him about it later.

After we finished cleaning up the table we all gathered around the coffee table in the living room once more to play another game. Russia decided to pick Monopoly because he wasn't awake when we did play it.

We were in the middle of our second round before Soviet spoke up. "I'm going to go get changed." I nodded my head and he got up walking away to somewhere in the house.

Soon enough 30 minutes has passed and I was starting to get worried. He shouldn't be taking this long to just get changed. "Umm I will be right back." I didn't wait for anyone to say anything to me before I got up and walked out of the living room to find Soviet.

I walked around the entire downstairs and didn't find him so I made my way to the stairs and went up them. When I got upstairs I saw the bathroom door closed but I could tell there wasn't any movement or light coming from under the door. I sighed as I walked over to it. I've told these people to keep the door open after they've used it but apparently this time someone decided to close it and not open it back up.

I grabbed the door handle and opened the door but I wasn't expecting to see what I did see. Soviet sat there on the bathroom floor staring at the tile. He didn't have a shirt on at all and I could see how nasty his scares actually looked.

"Soviet." I said and he looked up at me and quickly brought his legs up to his chest. He looked down and tried to avoid eye contact with me. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. The only light in the dark bathroom was the moon light coming through a little window.

I sat down next to him and tried to hid my growing concern. "What's wrong?" I could definitely tell there was something wrong with him. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he slightly looked over at me. "Can you tell me what's wrong?" I asked agian and the bathroom went silent agian.

He looked away and down at him knees once more. "Does it have to do with you not eating much at dinner?" I asked after a few seconds of silence. "..... You noticed?" he quietly asked and I nodded my head. "I'm quite a observant person." he sighed and nodded his head. "I know you are."

After he said that the bathroom went quiet once agian as we sat there. I waited for him to speak up and say something and soon enough about 5 minutes probably passed before he said something. "Do you......" he trailed off agian as he went quiet. I didn't say anything though and waited for him to continue.

"Do you.....do you think I'm ugly?"

I looked at him a bit shocked. "Why do you ask that?" I asked and he hid himself more. "Because I don't think I look to flattering. I mean look how tall I am, its like I'm a fucking walking tree. My hair definitely doesn't look nice it's to fluffy and it doesn't look nice with my face shape. My body doesn't look nice nor flattering at all and now that I have these horrible scars I definitely look disgusting-" I looked at him in shock and confusion as he went on and on. He kept naming every little part of himself that he found wrong about him.

Soviet didn't seem like the person to care about what others thought about his appearance or himself in general. He didn't seem like the person to even care about how he looked to. But here he was pointing out everything that he thought was wrong about himself. That he thought wasn't good about himself.

I didn't even know where all of this was even coming from. Why was he saying all of this about himself?

Soon enough Soviet stopped beating himself to the ground as he sighed. He brought his knees closer to his chest. "I still wonder how Reich even loves someone like me." he quietly said as he closed his eyes. I looked down at the floor to try and gather my thoughts.

"You don't need to change yourself because I know that's what you're thinking about." I blurted out as I placed the back of my head on the wall. I could feel Soviet's eyes on me and I continued to speak. "I really wish that this didn't happen or it wouldn't come to this. It's horrible watching someone rip themselves apart because they don't think their good enough being themself." I closed my eyes as I bit the inside of my cheek.

"There's nothing even close to wrong with you, physically and personality wise. You have the type of look's that would get women all over you and men wanting to look like you. You have the type of personality that anyone would want or fall for. So stop it, you don't need to change yourself at all." I opened my eyes back up and looked down.

"Your perfect."

I felt Soviet's eyes on me and I looked over at him. He was sitting up and wasn't trying to hide himself anymore. He just stared at me, probably shocked from what I said.

"Do you really mean that?" he asked and I nodded. "Of course I ment it, I wouldn't lie to you." Soviet stayed quiet as he looked at me and I looked back at him. I then felt as he placed his hand on my cheek and before I could even understand what was happening Soviet leaned closer and I felt his lips press against mine in a kiss.

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Hehe I don't really have anything to say about that ending other then if Reich finds out then who knows what would actually happen. (·ิω·ิ)

Anyways I hope that you have a good day/morning/night or whatever time you are reading this.

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