Sitting there in the dark facing nobody. It was cold out and if he ever left it would be unbearble. He like the snow even though the younger country didn't. Maybe that was the reason. He was living in the snow for too long, that it made his heart freeze and even though the southern country visit and kelpt him company it wasn't enough to mend his heart. China sat there in front of the empty fire place. No warmth, no heat, just emptiness. That left a distant feeling.
"Where could Russia be, aru?..He hasn't been here for days..." China knew he was talking to himself. But it felt like people were around to talk and cheer him up. So his tone was every the same. Only a little depressed.
Then the door opened to reveal Russia stepping in. China only sat still, there for not willing to look into those violet eyes. Full with fear over the younger nation. The door slammed closed and Russia took a few steps to relize that Yao was here the whole entire time. He stood there just eyeing the smaller one. Yao could feel his gaze and had enough courage to turn to the other. Eyes locking and not braking contact the whole entire time.
"I-Ivan...I came to talk to you, aru." He sat up straight motioning for him to come over and sit. Doing as so Ivan walked over and sat down on the chair on the side of China. "So what is it, da?"
Yao looked to the side for a second before speaking in a soft tone. "Our friendship Ivan. We've known each other for a while now, aru. But from my experince..." He looked at the Russian and swallowed. The purple aura hovered over Ivan's head. "Yes what about it, da?"
The air around them tensed and the chinese man held both hands tight in his lap. Shivering a bit before staring down in his lap. "We should brake this tie between us. It would be better for both of us, aru." Ivan stood up making Yao jump just a bit in fear. It wasn't he was scared of him standing, no it was that Ivan had his pipe.
But Ivan had sense and wasn't going to hit him. Ivan loved the shorter nation...Actually he adored him. "Yao you don't like me, da?" Yao also stood looking at him but couldn't take the sad look in his eyes. "No I could never hate you, aru." Shocking as it was the brunette walked closer to him and hugged onto him.
Warming him up, Russia stayed still letting the chinese male hug him. This sensation he felt was weird at the same time good. China closed his eyes enjoying the warm as well. Soon Russia was hugging the brunette back, tightly. But men enjoying each company so much. Russia pulled China back a arm's length to look him in eyes.
"My Yao Yao..." Smiling warmly at China. Making him blush and look away. Russia's gloved hand touched China's cheek making him face him again. Leaning over and pulling him closer into a warm embrace of their lips. Rocking back and forth China's eyes flickered closed. Russia's arms wrapped around China's waist
"Yao don't do that to Russia, okay?"
"O-Okay, aru. But we..." Ivan's finger touched Yao's lips silencing him from speaking. "Russia loves his Yao Yao...Don't hurt me, da..." His eyes gazed over and over again. Until Yao gave in and smiled kissing Ivan again. "Eh...love you too Russia..."