It had been a few days since the incident at England's house, and America felt a million times better. Russia had picked him up and they had gone back to his house, America explaining what had happened at England's house to Russia with a vivid memory. They had decided not to do anything about it, but Russia promised that if England even dared come to his house again he would beat him to a pulp. America just laughed it off, trying to put the memories behind him. 

They had spent the past couple of days snuggled in front of the fire, trying to help America recover from his traumatic experience. Everything finally seemed like it was getting back to normal except for the fact that every time America and Russia did anything relatively cute they heard Latvia screeching from the room over. It was a Monday morning sitting at the breakfast bar when America blurted,

"When is the next world meeting? Do you think people know?! Omg what if Belarus finds out?"

"Calm down America. The next world meeting isn't for another week, and as far as I know the only people who know are Latvia, Prussia, and Canada. And erm- England if you told him." Russia reassured, laughing at the anxiousness of his boyfriend.

"BRUH THAT'S A WEEK. TOO SOON."

"Remind me what 'bruh' means again?" Russia asked with a giggle. America was overacting like crazy.

"Never mind that! I'm going to get skinned by your sister!" America exclaimed with fear in his eyes. Russia laughed again and blushed slightly. America was so cute.

"You'll be fine. I'll protect you." Russia reassured.

"Promise?" 

"Promise."

"Good." America said, a smile spreading across his face as he calmed down. He took a bite of his pancakes as Russia looked on with an adoring stare.

"I love you." Russia admitted softly, a slight smile still on his lips as he admired the American. America nearly choked on his pancakes as the words reached his ears. He quickly swallowed and blurted,

"You what?!" 

"I love you." Russia admitted again, this time blushing fiercely, his heart pounding in his chest with nervousness. He had no idea how the American was going to respond.

"I-I love you too." America stuttered, suddenly turning red at the unexpected admission of love. Russia smiled and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on America's lips. He was about to pull back but America placed his hand on the back of Russia's neck, pulling him in for a more forceful kiss. Russia smiled between the kiss as he tasted the sugary syrup from the pancakes he had made America. America finally pulled back and looked at his Russian boyfriend with a mixture of love and happiness. 

"You taste like pancakes." Russia said with a smirk. America chuckled and walked his plate to the sink, where he started to wash the dishes. Russia admired him from the counter but decided to sneak up on him as he washed the plates. As America reached for the dish soap, Russia wrapped his arms around him from behind, causing the American to shriek.

"DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!" America squealed, laughing as he splashed Russia with the sink water. Russia made a fake offended face and grabbed the sink sprayer. America gave him a don't you dare look as Russia raised his eyebrows teasingly. As Russia pushed down on the button, spraying America with the cold water from the sink, America screamed and grabbed the sponge, hurling it at Russia in an attempt to defend himself. Russia continued to spray him with water and America grabbed the dish soap and poured it all over his boyfriend. 

"You better run." Russia warned ominously as he let go of the sink sprayer, completely covered in soap from America's attempt at defending himself. America giggled but ran as fast as he could as the creepy purple aura loomed over the Russian. As America ran with sopping wet clothes and hair, he left a trail of water, not making it hard for the soapy Russian to find him.

"YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE!" America screamed happily, running through the house with adrenaline pumping through his veins. Latvia was watching from the foyer, both horrified and confused at the scene in front of him. America finally ran upstairs and into Russia's room, hiding in his dark closet. 

"Americaaaaa, come out come out wherever you areeee." Russia sang jokingly as he made his way upstairs. America watched through a crack in the closet door as Russia entered the room, his hair still covered in yellow dish soap. America's heart pounded furiously as he tried not to laugh at Russia looking under the bed and in the bathroom. 

As Russia neared the closet door and opened it slowly, America let out a war cry, leaping onto his boyfriend and tackling him to the ground. America landed on top of him but Russia flipped him over, moving the wet hair out of his face as he kissed him playfully. As Russia pulled back, they both laughed. 

"я люблю тебя."

"I love you too."

Ok guys so i finally figured out what I'm going to do with the whole smut debacle of 2k15.... So I'm going to have a chapter with smut in it but it won't have any important plot points so anyone who doesn't want to read it won't be missing out on anything. And before the chapter of course I will give a warning that it is smut so yeah... That won't be for a few chapters though so just letting you know! Because i know a lot of you love just fluff, but some people really like smut y'know? .. So I'll do that because it seems the most logical. Anyway, thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed <3