3 HOURS.

It took Russia 3 friggin hours to wake up and finally come hobbling in the room. America was staring intently at the door. He knew Russia was strong enough to come back. When said nation saw the older one leaning on the doorframe for support, his cuts now scars, America leapt off the bed.

"Ivan, you bastard!"

Russia was almost knocked backwards when America fell on him, locking him in an impossible-to-break embrace.

"Amer-"

"How could you?! How could you do that to me?!"

Russia closed his eyes, releasing tears. He just sighed. "You're wearing my scarf..."

Indeed America was. The grey-tinted purple piece of fabric was wrapped tightly around the younger man's neck. "It was the only thing I had..."

Russia wrapped his arms tighter around America. "It won't happen again."

"Why did it happen a first time? I could've actually lost you."

"I know, krasivaya. I know."

They ended up just sitting on the bed in each others' arms murmuring words of comfort to one another. It was around 12 in the morning when they finally settled down and got ready for sleep.

"I don't ever want to lose you," America muttered into Russia's side.

"I know," Russia said for the bajillionth time that evening.

"I still don't understand."

"Neither do I."

"What's happened to you...us?"

"I don't know."

"Are we...still together?"

"Of course we are." Russia held America closer. "We'll always be together. I will never leave you. I promise you that."

"Swear?"

"I swear."

"Belarus isn't going to like that."

"Hm...she can deal with rejection."

"Like every other time before?"

"Don't bring her up. I said that to try and get off topic."

"Ah."

Silence. Not an awkward silence, just a peaceful, still, comforting silence. It was the type of silence lovers get into as they just enjoy each other's company. America snuggled closer to Russia and the older man held the younger tighter. Neither wanted to lose the other. Not for real.

"I've been thinkin..." America began.

"Yes?"

"It's weird to think we started out as enemies and now..."

Russia just chuckled. "I've thought the same thing. Of course I'm not complaining.

"Same here...you want your scarf back?"

"You keep it for tonight. I'll take it in the morning."

"K."

After the slight exchange both promptly fell asleep.

...

I'm the friggin procrastination queen -.-