The room is silent as we lie in bed. I lay on my side, watching the moonlight is coming through the window. It's slightly open so I can feel the night air on my face. Russia is fast asleep beside me, lying on his stomach. I watch his back rise and fall gently, he looks so peaceful… The moon aluminates his face, his light silver hair and creamy white skin seems to shine in the dim lighting. He's beautiful, so beautiful…
When I brush a strand of hair out of his face, he begins to stir from his sleep. He shifts to his side, still facing me. I quickly jerk my hand away from him when I hear something…whimper? I look down at Russia and see him shaking. His hands shake violently, gripping onto the bed sheet. Is it…a nightmare?
"N-Nyet…syestra…!" he calls out, shifting in his sleep. He looks scared, it must be a nightmare. I try to soothe him, petting his head.
"Ssshhh. It's just a dream aru." I whisper gently to him. "You'll be-"
"Don't leave me…sister."
I freeze, looking down at him. 'Don't leave me?' He's dreaming about his sisters…leaving him…?
I wrap my arms around him, his head resting on my chest. "Ssshhh. It's okay, I'm here."
"Don't leave… Please…don't leave…" he whimpers.
"I won't leave you aru." I coo, tightening my hold, stroking his hair, "I'll stay right here with you..."
"Don't leave…" he mumbles, cuddling into my arms.
I smile softly, kissing his forehead, "Of course. There's nowhere I'd rather be aru…"