Author's note: I wanted to write a oneshot for America and Russia. Cuz I'm evil like that. ;) As most of you know I support America x England and Russia x China, but sometimes you have to change it up, and I just love the fucked up relationship of America and Russia. I hope I got the translations right.
Made while listening too: Kiss Me, Kill Me by Mest, I Hate (Everything about you) and Never Too Late by Three Days Grace, Loves Me Not and Perfect Enemy by t.A.T.u., Monster by Skillet, Love Me Dead by Ludo, New Divide by Linkin Park.
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He hated the bastard.
But yet you love him.
He hated the way he would say, "Da." and the way he always smelled of vodka.
Yet you love to breath in his scent after sex. Savoring that smell of fresh snow and fresh vodka.
They were enemy's even after the Cold War. They would always be enemy's. They couldn't trust each other. You hate how he always speaks Russian.
You can trust him when you are alone. You can trust him when he whispers sweet or dirty words into your ear in Russian. You melt into his arms when he does that.
He hates the way he always has a smile on his face. He hates the bastards odd purple eyes. America hates how large he is. How his hands could crush a small kitten if he wasn't careful.
You love when those eyes look at you with a hunger, a lust only you can satisfy. You love it when those large hands touch you just right. You love the way he smiles down at you.
He hates him.
You love him.
I wanted to show how conflicted America would feel if he did fall in love with Russia.