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Ch.3 Vodka

The day seemed to go on and on for Russia, and all his boss was doing was yelling at him. After what had seemed like ages, Ivan was finally free from his boss. He smiled slightly to himself, then went to finishing the rest of the paperwork. A smile came to Lithuania's face when he saw Russia's boss leaving, he quickly helped the man to the door and out to his vehicle.

"Finally, he's gone... I hope Russia is okay." Lithuania sighed lightly.

Turning to head back inside, when he suddenly heard footsteps come running up. He smiled when he saw it was Latvia returning from town. His eyebrow raised when he noticed what the smaller one had in his hands. Latvia blushed and quickly went inside with his brother and took his present for Russia up to his own room. Raivis wanted to give it to him now, but he knew not to bother him while he was working. Especially after his boss just visited, Russia was always in a horrible mood afterwards.

Lithuania made up a quick meal for Russia, poor guy must be hungry after being stuck in his office for so long. Smiling, Toris made his way upstairs. A slight smirk came to his face as he stopped at Latvia's door and knocked lightly, though it caused the small one to flinch.

"C-come in." Latvia shook slightly, slightly wondering why he was so jumpy all of a sudden.

Lithuania chuckled lightly, opening the door and coming in with the tray of food. "How would you like to take this to Russia for me?"

Latvia's blush deepened. "U-uh, sure."

His older brother handed him the tray carefully, and Latvia slowly made his way towards Russia's office. Letting out a sigh of relief when he made it without spilling anything. Being quite proud of himself, he gently knocked on the door of the office. He waited a few moments, and tried knocking again, but got no answer. Nervously he opened the door slowly until he could see all the way in.

"R-Russia?" Latvia stuttered slightly, stepping into the office slowly.

Latvia stood there in front of the desk for a moment staring. There was Russia, out cold on his desk, head in his papers. Smiling a little, Latvia walked around the desk and set the tray to the side where it wouldn't fall. He froze for a moment as the Russian shifted in his seat to get more comfortable. Raivis made his way around the desk picking up any fallen papers and placing them neatly on the table. He noticed something shiny under the table, perhaps Russia dropped something? Getting down on his knees he reached for it, when suddenly a strong hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him up. Latvia let out a pained yelp as he was suddenly pulled into the Russian's lap.

The grip on his wrist ceased as a frown came to the Russian's face when the Latvian started to shake and hold his throbbing wrist. "L-Latvia.. I'm sorry.."

He placed his arms around to comfort him, but Latvia just flinched and shook more. Russia frowned more, hugging the poor boy gently and trying to calm him down. It took a while, but he managed to get him to calm a bit, apologizing a few times to Latvia.

Once he calmed down enough for the shaking to near a stop, Russia got up and set him on his office chair. Blinking, Latvia tilted his head, watching the Russian head over to the cabinet on the side of the room. A smile came to Russia's face as he found an oh so familiar bottle of vodka. He happily walked back over to Latvia and opened it up. It was quiet for a moment between the two, Russia sat beside Latvia on the floor and offered him a drink.

"I-I.." Latvia fidgeted slightly, Russia never shared his Vodka. And didn't Latvia look a little too young?

Ivan smirked slightly, nudging the bottle closer to him. "Don't think I haven't noticed all the vodka that goes missing around here~ Plus I know you're older than you look Raivis" His smirk turned to a grin.

Latvia froze. "Y-you knew? A-and you're not m-mad?" He asked nervously.

"Why would I be mad? Sure that one time there wasn't any left, I was annoyed. But not mad." Russia smiled softly, offering him the bottle again.

Ivan handed him the bottle gently. Latvia hesitated slightly before taking a large swig of the vodka, smiling as he felt calmer. He drank quite a bit more before Russia managed to pull the bottle away from Latvia.

"I-I'm sorry.. I-I drank a bunch." Latvia frowned lightly.

"Nyet, it's okay Latvia. You needed it, da?" Russia smiled, putting the half empty vodka botle on the desk and hugging Latvia.

The small blonde blushed, but hugged him back gently. Russia slowly picked him up, and carried him out of the office and down the hallway.

"Maybe Latvia can get some sleep now?" Russia asked curiously, still walking through the long halls.

Latvia nodded groggily. Usually he could hold his liquor well, but he hadn't really eaten anything today so the vodka hit a little hard. He passed out sometime before Ivan made it to the small Baltic's room and tucked him in gently. Russia sat down on the side of the bed for a moment, making sure Latvia was okay before he got up.

"Sleep well little one." Russia smiled lightly, and turned to leave when a small hand suddenly tugged at his scarf.

"U-uhm, M-Mr. Russia..." Latvia started, his voice barely audible.

"You can call me Ivan, if you want, da?" Russia smiled, turning back to where the Latvian lie.

"O-okay, I-Ivan.. C-could you... P-please.. Maybe... St-stay?" A blush came across Latvia's face as he asked quietly, sitting up.

Russia chuckled lightly, sitting back down on the edge of the bed. "But you're bed is much too small for us both."

Latvia frowned and nodded. "...C-Could... We.. M-maybe go back to yours?" Raivis fidgeted with the bedsheets nervously.

Ivan smiled happily. "I don't see why not."

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