~ Day 1: December 1~
Russia sat alone in his rocking chair beside the fireplace as the winter storm raged outside. He was thinking. And although he was thinking, he still didn't know the answer to his question. He had always wondered why he was drawn to him and so far he was still just wondering.
"брат?" A voice comes from the doorway. Glancing over his shoulder, Russia saw his sister Ukraine standing in the doorway.
"Ja?"
"Are you alright?"
"Why do you ask?" She enters the room as he asks her.
"You seem… confused. And you rarely get confused. And when you're confused, you tend to think too hard about things. Did you even notice the fire was almost out?" She asked as she went over to tend to it, throwing another log onto it.
"No I did not. You are right sister, but I need an answer to my question before I can stop, ja?"
"I suppose. What is it you're so concerned about?"
"China."
"China?"
"Yes. Him."
"Oh, you mean the personification and not the country. Why? I thought you liked China, брат."
"I do. That's what I'm confused about. I like him very much. So why does he not like me?"
"But he likes you very much! What makes you think he doesn't?"
"Because of the Christmas party a few days ago."
"Oh yes! If I remember right, you and he were getting along well though."
"We were. And then France mentioned something about mistletoe. It's a Western tradition to kiss under mistletoe and I wanted to do it as well but he ran away from me! And then when I chased after him, he hit me!"
"Did you ever ask him if it was alright?"
"Why would I do that?"
"To show your consideration. People like that, брат. And remember that Mr. China is an old man and probably is sensitive about things like that."
"So should I apologize?"
"I think so, yes."
"Hmmm. Yes that makes sense." Russia gets up suddenly. "I'm going to call him!"
"Good for you!"
"Yes! Thank you, сестра."
"Of course, брат. I will always help you with your problems."
"Now then, we can be friends again." Russia says as he walks out of the room. "And then we can become one much easier." He smiles as he dials the number into the phone. China picks up on the third ring.
"Hello?" China's voice echoes from the other end of the phone.
"China!" Russia says happily. "Hello!"
"Oh. Russia. What is it?" Russia can tell he's doing his best to sound angry with him. That's okay, Russia thinks. I just have to apologize and everything will be fine.
"I'm sorry."
"Huh?"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I tried to kiss you without asking you first and scared you. I like you, not fighting with you. Let's be friends again."
"I-I…" China stammers before sighing. "Fine. I forgive you. I'm sorry too, for hitting you. But you know this isn't the first time you've done this, Russia! I don't mind being friendly with you and keeping you company, but you can't do things like that! I don't like it!"
"But I do."
"I'd assume so since you keep doing things like that! I don't like that you force yourself on me."
"...so if I didn't force myself on you, you'd let me?"
"I-I, um..." Russia's smile widens as the doorbell rings.
"Hang on a second, there's someone at the door." He switches his cell phone off of speaker as he hurries down the hall.
"I guess my answer is," China says as Russia turns the lock and swings open the heavy wooden door. "Yes." Snapping his phone shut, China raises up on his tip toes and presses his lips against Russia's, giving him a long, warm, passionate kiss. Pulling back, he watches as Russia's face reddens.
"Eh, eh, what're you doing here, what did you just, I…" His voice trails off as China laughs at him.
"That's not the reaction I expected aru." He looks around Russia at the house. "Can I come in?"
"Oh! Of course!" Moving aside, the two step into the foyer and close the door.
"These are for you." China said, pushing the big yellow flowers he's carrying into Russia's hands.
"...sunflowers. I love these."
"I know. That's why I got them. Listen Russia," he says, his embarrassment finally starting to catch up to him. "It's not that I don't like you. In fact, it's the opposite. I do like you. It's just that when you force yourself on me, it can't help but feel fake because I like you. You treat the other countries just like how you do me, so I can never tell-"
"That's not true. I'd never try to kiss anyone but you. I love China the most." China's face grows bright red.
"Really." His voice comes out in a whisper and he chuckles. "Now I feel stupid."
"That's okay. I feel stupid too."
"Why?"
"For not noticing sooner. Sorry." They both laugh.
"Looks like we're both idiots." China says, smiling at him.
"Yeah. But I'm happy."
"Happy idiots then." And the two kiss again, this time with Russia leaning down and cupping China's head in his hands. And they share a long, happy, feelings-filled kiss. And they smile and laugh. "Two happy idiots."
A/N: This was a request and a ship I ship extremely hard. I really love RoChu and ship them really hard. It's my 4th favorite ship from hetalia and out of the list of 37 ships I ship, it's number 7 overall. Yes I have a list. Don't judge me. Anyway, this was really fun to write. It's kind of short, but I liked it nonetheless. Fluff is just fun to write. Fellow authors understand. This also has sibling moment between Ukraine and Russia for the person who requested something with Ukraine. I'll try to write another one with Ukraine as the main focus, but since I make no promises, I wrote her into this one for now.
The phrase was at the end of this chapter. Don't forget to request a pairing!
I hope you enjoyed the read! See you all tomorrow!
