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Rochu: Unthinkable

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The soft taps played at night. He laid face first on the bed. Hearing his people enjoying new years. It wasn't the same without him. He couldn't enjoy things like he used to. Russia wasn't there to bother him. To remissness in each other.

On Russia's end. He couldn't see the annoyed look on Yao's face. Ivan couldn't smell the fresh herb. Nor could he feel the warmth of his little sunflower against his skin. How it melted his frozen cold heart.

--And the endless nights that they couldn't sleep. The mornings where they couldn't wake each other up. As bad as they wanted each other's company, words, love...

Yao's soft lips breathlessly mouthed Ivan's name. That undeniable feeling of not having those warm arms around his body.

"I want to see you again, aru" Yao squeezed the pillow to his chest. Buried his face into it.

The next morning Yao woke up, glancing to his side. Staring at the vase full of sunflowers and then frowned. "First thing I wake to is you, Russia."

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Russia yawned looking on his pillow, seeing the peony. He remembered when China gave them to him. That cute blush that crossed the southern nation's

face. "You were so adorable, da"

Just a week later. Yao got ready to present himself. As he finished putting on his red and yellow kimono. He lifted a bouquet of freshly picked sunflowers. He was traveling upwards to meet the northern country. But then dropped them on the floor and glared into the mirror. A frustrated look on his face. China let his hair down taking a brush and running it over and over through his hair. Then slamming it down on the counter.

He bent down grabbing the sunflowers and walked out.

Once he finally arrived, he pounded on the entrance door. Waiting carefully, the anticipation getting to him. Every single second past. As the door opened Russia stood there shocked from Yao's dramatic Change. His eyes looked tired as if they were drained of energy. The brown luscious hair was dimmer. Yao smiled and held out the sunflowers that was given to him.

Russia moved closer and gripped onto China. Pulling him into a loving hug. China's smile faded and he dropped the sunflowers on the floor. Hugging the Russian back. That scent of vodka.

That scent of scent of Tea...

Yao looked up, tears streamed down his face. "Ru-...Ivan I've missed you, aru!"

"So has Russia, da." That big smile greeted China, he dearly accepted it. Ivan took his gloved hand and wiped some of Chinese male's tears away.

"I love you, da."

"I love you too, aru,"

It was sealed with a kiss...
Hope you enjoy... It's a little mushy....

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NARKOTIKA718's avatar
*hyperventilates* Fluff! *Passes out from all the fluffy fluffity fluff.*