Moving in to America's house shouldn't be such a big deal.
Lithuania had been crushing on the American for a little while though.
She nervously checked herself in the mirror; don't blame her for the fact that her best friend had talked her ear off about fashion for years.
Some things that Feliks had said had sunk in, but Daina had never been a huge fan of pink; she didn't mind the color, but it definately wasn't her favorite.
She sighed; she looked far too feminine and fragile, didn't she?
Lithuania tucked a strand of hair behind her ear; she hadn't braided it today to see how it would look and whether Alfred would like it down.
She quickly found out that living with Al wasn't all girly crushes and dream worthy.
Daina though did quickly befriend his whale and Tony.
The Lithuanian woman found that she needed to comfort Alfred as well as encourage him in his day to day life, and that she had to wear clothes to bed that covered her head to toe in case Alfred had watched a scary movie and couldn't sleep.
He saw nothing wrong with sharing her bed during these occurences.
The first time that he had done this, Daina had blushed.
She had quickly gotten used to these nightly interruptions.
Sadly, Russia soon came to take Lithuania away.
She had never liked living with Ivan.
Alfred whispered, "I'll miss you."
Those words spread a present warmth through the Lithuanian's body.
"I love you." Daina startled even herself as she confessed those previously secret words.
Alfred blushed, and leaned forward with an awkward sort of confidence to kiss her cheek.
It was almost alright that she'd be living with Russia, because America would be waiting for her to return.