Russia woke up a while later, feeling horrible. "God fucking damn it." He mumbled, sweating a bit.
Prussia was slowly coming to life not really wanting to get out of bed since Russia was being so boring as of late.
Russia ached and he rolled onto his side, groaning.
Prussia finally got up and went to Russia's room to see if he was awake, except this time he knocked first. Russia buried his face in a pillow and didn't answer. Prussia thought he was still asleep and shrugged before walking to the living room to see what other movies he had and was reading the actual disc to make sure it was the movie.
Russia sighed, closing his eyes tightly. Fucking moron jinxed it.
Prussia picked a movie and popped in so he could watch it waiting for Russia to wake up.
Russia sat up, for once actually wanting something freezing. He wandered out of his room, to the kitchen, got some ice, and rubbed it along in his hands until it melted, before he rubbed the cold water on his face, sighing in relief a bit.
Prussia heard movement and went to the kitchen and only saw him putting with his hands on his face. "Russia?"
"What is it?" Russia didn't look over at him.
"Anything wrong?" he sounded a little worried. Russia shook his head. Prussia sighed and walked back out to the movie that actually looked normal.
Russia looked back, watching him leave and sighed a bit, before he put a hand to his forehead. "Ow..." He mumbled.
Prussia didn't go very far and heard him, "Tell me." he said poking his head back in.
"Tell you what? That you have issues?"
"That something is wrong, I heard you saw 'ow'."
"That was just your imagination." Prussia mumbled as he left the kitchen this time actually going to go the living room. Russia sighed and leaned against the counter, pressing his forehead to the cabinet.
Prussia was still mumbling watching the TV tossing the remote again.
Russia sighed, exhaling shakily. He didn't know how in the hell he was getting sick.
Prussia put the remote down then laid back to watch the kitchen to see if he could catch Russia in his obvious lie.
Russia got a wave of dizziness and nausea and swallowed hard, clenching his fists. He was not going to prove the Prussian right.
Prussia was now a little worried, he wasn't hearing anything going on in the kitchen and he hadn't seen Russia leave.
Russia sighed closing his eyes tightly. Damn it all.
Prussia got up and walked over to the kitchen and looked inside the kitchen. Russia sighed, keeping his head against the cabinet. "Russia, are you sure you're okay?" he asked still peeking around the corner.
"I'm fine." He mumbled. Prussia leaned against the doorframe. Russia turned and looked over at Prussia. "What is it?"
"You look like shit."
"I'm fine." He rolled his eyes, sighing.
"You're pale as hell." Prussia pointed out.
"It's just the lighting in here."
"Your paleness is rivaling mine."
"Like I said, it's the lighting in here." Russia lied.
"Lighting doesn't change the fact your sick."
"I told you, I'm fine."
"Whatever." Prussia said moving to sit at the kitchen table. Russia sighed, and closed his eyes, feeling another small wave. Prussia was watching him waiting making sure he didn't pass out or hurt himself.
Russia opened his eyes when it passed. "What are you staring at?"
"You."
"I can see that...why though?"
"Because I can." Prussia replied.
"...Okay..." Prussia was still looking at him but decided to give him a break looking out the window but still kept a close eye on him. Russia ran a hand through his hair and sighed a bit, before he stood up straight and wandered out of the room. Prussia got up on cue and followed. Russia looked back at him. "Why are you following me?"
"Because I can." Russia stared at him for a minute before he sighed. Prussia kept following him staying quiet. Russia went in his room and plopped face down onto his bed, sighing. Prussia stood near the door way happy he didn't pass out but wouldn't leave.
"How long are you going to stand there?" Russia asked, turning his head to look at him.
"Until you're better."
Russia sighed. "Then you're going to be here for a while..." He mumbled under his breath.
"Good."
"No, it's not good."
"Why? I can be here to help you recover." Prussia explained.
"I don't want you to worry." He mumbled.
"Russia, I love you, and you won't be able to stop me from worrying."
Russia sighed and rolled over, sitting up. "Come here then..."
Prussia walked over and pushed him back down. "You should stay lying down."
Russia wrapped his arms around him and pulled him on top of him. "Yeah, I probably should...But I don't really care a lot about that."
"Yeah I could've guessed that on my own." he said resting his chin on his chest.
"But you didn't." He smiled.
"If I didn't, I wouldn't be here to make sure you got better." Prussia argued.
"Yeah, but then it'd be less of a bother. I hate when you worry about these things." He sighed.
"I hate it when you worry about my injuries."
"Well, then it looks like we have something in common." Russia stated.
"Yeah, we have something in common." We hate each other worrying over the other. Russia kissed his forehead, and held him close. Prussia wrapped his arms around him and laid his head against his chest. Russia smiled and closed his eyes, leaning back against the pillows. Prussia was staring at the wall listening to his semi labored breathing figuring it was because of the sickness and wanted him to be better as soon as possible.
"Don't worry too much. Knowing you, you'll overwork that poor rarely used mind of yours and give yourself a fever."
"You don't get sick that way!"
"You'd find a way." Russia smiled a bit.
"..." Russia smiled and lightly rubbed his back. Prussia glared at the wall and wished he'd stop doing that it because always made him tired. Russia cleared his mind and was slowly drifting off to sleep, but continued rubbing Prussia's back. Prussia was feeling relaxed and began to feel himself drifting off to sleep even though he really didn't want too. I blame him. Russia drifted off, but his hand kept moving, unconsciously, at a slower pace. Prussia smiled feeling his breathing become rhythmic knowing he was falling asleep and finally felt himself fall asleep. Russia's hand stopped once he completely fell asleep. Prussia was sleeping and snuggled closer to the Russian even though it would be better if he didn't since he was sick.
Russia coughed lightly, but pulled him closer. Prussia couldn't help but open his eyes at the cough and wished he could go get some medicine but thought Russia would like his presence instead. Russia coughed again and opened his eyes. He put a hand over his mouth until he stopped, and sighed when he did. "Would take medicine if I got it?" he asked.
"Maybe..."
Prussia hated having to say this but he wanted him better, "Please?"
Russia put his hand on his cheek and kissed his forehead. "Alright, since you are begging." He smiled.
"I'm not fucking begging!" he fought pulling away stomping off to get medicine.
Russia smiled and watched him go. "You still said 'please'."
Sick or not Prussia flipped him off and came back about 5 minutes later with two kinds of medicine, pills and liquid. "Here." he said handing them to him.
Russia took the pills and swallowed them. "I promise we can get back to that later."
His eye twitched, "We won't be doing that for a fucking while if you keep this shit up." He still had the liquid in front of his face.
"You know you want to." He took the liquid and swallowed it, before he made a face, sticking his tongue out.
"Not for a long fucking time." Prussia spat blushing slightly.
"Your face says otherwise." He smiled. His eye twitched and moved to sit on the bed. Russia wrapped his arms around him and pulled him to his chest again.
"You should be cooling down not asking for more body heat." he sighed but let himself be pulled.
"There's a thing called sweating out a fever." Russia smiled.
"Never heard of it." he lied.
"...Jackass."
"Just go to sleep." Prussia sighed.
"Are you going to stay with me?"
"Yes."
"Okay then." Russia closed his eyes, rubbing his back again.
"You're an ass for rubbing my back."
"How am I an ass for doing that?"
"You keep making sleepy." Prussia shrugged.
"Good." He sighed and was beginning to feel sleepy again. Russia chuckled lightly and kissed his head. "Just sleep."
"You need sleep more than me."
"I don't care..." Prussia closed his eyes and cursed silently. Russia ran his fingers through Prussia's hair before he started rubbing his back again. Prussia was fighting sleep wanting to make sure he fell asleep first. Russia slowly drifted off, his hand slowing again. Prussia began letting the sleep take over and closed his eyes. Russia's hand stilled when he finally fell asleep. Feeling the hand still he let himself fall into sleep.
Russia woke up a while later, feeling almost completely better. He watched Prussia on his chest for a little while, before he smiled and pushed him off the bed, and rolled on to his side feigning sleep.
Prussia woke up cursing and sat up glaring at the back of the Russian. "Fucker..." he mumbled. Russia smiled widely but didn't say anything. "Ass." he mumbled getting up to warm up the soup.
When Russia heard his footsteps fade, he chuckled.
Prussia warmed up the soup still cursing and was thinking about getting him to take more medicine.
Russia rolled onto his back and closed his eyes again.
Prussia walked back into the room and set the bowl on the side table hoping the smell would wake him up. "What are you doing?" Russia asked, not opening his eyes.
"Giving you food."
Russia sighed a bit. "This again?"
"Yep."
"You never give up...do you?"
"Nope." Prussia smiled. Russia sighed and opened his eyes. "Just eat it'll help."
"And if I don't?" He smiled widely.
"I'll pour it on you."
"Would you really?" Russia asked raising an eyebrow.
"...Maybe."
"Liar."
"Do you believe I'd do it?" Prussia asked.
"Maybe."
"You haven't eaten in awhile." he pointed out trying a different reasoning.
"That's not true...I ate...yesterday." Russia said.
"Yeah yesterday." he said.
"You eat, I'm fine."
"Why won't you eat? It'll help." Prussia sighed.
"I just don't really feel like it."
This is all for today because I barely had any classes and I need to do homework. So, I hope you enjoy the updates and as a reminder I don't work on this on the weekend because I like a break from time to time. Reviews and everything appreciated when you can give them~!