I'll probably never update this story again... Just thought I would warn you all, but I hoped you liked it up until this point.
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A couple days have passed, Russia walked into the Baltic's room to check up on Latvia, he had gotten sick, a temperature of 105. Russia rounded the bed to Latvia's side, he looked red in the face. Luckily he had brought a wet rag with him. He set the rag on his forehead pressing it gently. Latvia's eyes opened slightly and Russia absent mindedly smiled sweetly at him. "You awake, Da?" he asked Latvia nodded silently and coughed covering his mouth quickly. "Are you hungry?" Russia asked him. Latvia nodded again. "How about I make you some soup, Da?" Russia petted the boys hair asking the question. Latvia glanced at Russia in confusion. Did he just offer to make him food?
Russia waited for a reply from the boy but noticed that he's not going to get one. He assumed that he thought he was a bad cook and that made his eye twitch in a bit of anger. He held back the need to yell at him and stood up straight. He wasn't that bad of a cook. Just a very messy one. Russia walked out of the room to the kitchen. He opened up cabinets and the fridge, trying to think of something to make for his sick little Raivis, settling on the idea of home made chicken soup.
Latvia laid in the bed, glancing over at the door every now and then to see if Russia would come back. He hadn't seen his brothers all day Where could they be? Usually his brothers would be in here taking care of him. Not Russia. It was weird. But he kind of liked the attention he was getting from the powerful man. Was he actually showing that he cared? Or was it that he wanted something in return for his kindness? The small boy hoped it was the first option. He didn't like dwelling on the possibilities of what Russia would want for the second option.
Latvia heard foot steps coming from the hall and looked in that direction and waited to see whoever it was. He was hoping it would be one of his brothers, but, no, it was Russia. He had a tray with a bowl and a cup on it. Latvia looked a bit confused and he sniffed in his stomach growled audibly. Russia quickly rounded the bed, careful not to spill the soup, and set the tray on the Latvian's lap as soon as he sits up. "Eat up" Russia said, "It's chicken noodle soup. I couldn't really think of anything else at the moment so "
Latvia took a bite out of the soup with Russia watching intently, then he asked, "It's not bad is it?" The small nation shook his head in response and Russia smiled obviously happy that he made something that tasted half descent. Then Russia took the spoon from the boy and started to spoon feed him. Latvia looked slightly shocked by this, but willingly accepted his help. Russia smiled absently as he fed the boy, every once and a while he would pet the boys hair.
After had the bowl no longer had any more soup Russia picked up the cup from the tray and took a couple drinks from it, then held it up to Latvia's lips, expecting him to drink. When he didn't Russia tipped the cup more making it trickle on to the boy instantly getting a response from him. Latvia drank down the liquid that Russia was forcing him to drink. He didn't want to drink it because he didn't really like the thought of drinking after someone else, and then again he remembered that Sealand had told him that drinking after someone else was like kissing them.
Latvia had laid back after Russia have taken the tray up from Latvia's lap. Russia picked the rag he had set onto the Latvian's head earlier and wiped off sweat that was beading off of the Latvian's forehead. He stood and took the tray out of the room going to the kitchen with it. Latvia tried to sit up again, when he left quickly laying back down when feeling his head swim.
When Russia came back in he had a radio with him, Latvia looked confused. Russia turned on some slow dance like music after had plugging in and setting up the radio. Latvia looked even more confused now. Then Russia extended his hand towards Latvia and asked, "You want to dance with me, Da?" The small nation blushed at this question then the Russia pulled him up by the hand out of the bed. Latvia nearly puked from being pulled up so fast, he practically lurched when setting his feet on the floor.
"Oh, I'm sorry " Russia apologized as soon as he realized he had done that a little quick for little Latvia to handle. After Latvia had gotten adjusted to standing Russia set Latvia's hands onto his shoulders, Latvia only actually able to reach them, while Russia set his own hands onto Latvia's hips. After have doing this Russia slowly started to dance with the boy. Latvia blushed and turned with him involuntary.
Russia smiled at the boy in happiness, Latvia couldn't help but smile back at the man. This made Russia's smile grow and he leaned down and kissed the Latvian's forehead gently. Latvia blushed more and looked up at the Russian as soon as he had pulled away. They danced together, with slight glances at each other for a while now. Latvia slightly shook each time the man looked at him. He couldn't really place it but, those eyes of his seemed so Dead. But yet they light up a bit each time he looks at him. It was like he was sucking in his life or something, the way they would shine each time he looked at him. The way they shine made him slightly smile on the inside.
The small nation was happy he was actually able to make this large country happy. He didn't want to admit it, but He felt like he was actually falling for the man now that he put his finger on it. He hoped he wasn't the only one that felt this way. He looked into the Russian's eyes trying to read what was on his mind. But of course that failed. The only thing he could tell was that Russia seemed to be happy.
Latvia's eyes widen as Russia leaned in and kissed him, locking him in a kiss. He was too distracted by his thought's that he wasn't paying attention that much to the man. Latvia willingly kissed the man back, no fighting to get away this time. Russia smiled mischievously through the kiss and kissed him harder. At this angle Latvia was able to wrap his arms around the mans neck and kiss him back. Russia continued to dance with him till Latvia's back was facing the bed then steadily pushed him down onto it.
Latvia looked up at him invitingly, splaying his legs for the Russian, hopping this would gain his likeness, knowing this would possibly be a mistake. He didn't really care though, he was feeling lustful at the moment. As soon as the Russian started to crawl on top of the smaller nation, Latvia quickly moved to the side, rethinking about this. He knew that the Russian was probably only going to use him again.
Russia stared in surprise for a while as the Latvian bolted out of the room, but his face softened to a disappointed expression, he understood why the boy bailed though. The large nation sat there in silence for a while then finally got up, he wanted to apologize to Latvia. He head down the hall looking for the small boy, "Maybe he could be in the library," he thought to himself. Heading to the library he heard sobs coming from when he neared it. It sounded like Latvia. This mad Russia feel even worse about what he tried to do.
Peeking in the library he looked over at the Latvian that was curled up in his favorite chair. Latvia had no clue he was there, he was too busy crying, shaking and buried deep in thoughts. Russia stood there looking at the boy, wondering if he should approach him or not. Maybe it was best if he just left him alone? Possibly He turned to leave but got held back by his own thoughts. He came to apologize, that's right, an excuse to stay. Russia turned back to the Latvian boy who still had no clue of his presence in the room.
Making his way over to the Latvian was sort of difficult, he wanted to apologize to him, but he didn't want to upset the boy by being here. When reaching him he hesitantly set a hand on Latvia's shoulder. This made the small nation flinch and his sobbing stop for a second, but the tears continued to roll down his face, he looked up at the Russian man standing next to him, he started to shake even more than he already has been. Russia frowned when seeing his face. It was already red before because of his fever but now his face looks like a tomato.
Not really knowing what to do know the Russian slowly rose his hand to pet the boys head. Latvia flinched thinking that he was going to hit him for bailing out on him, so he quickly got down in front of the man and fiddled with his pants. Russia's eyes widened, as a slight blush went across his face once he realized what he was doing.
Quickly the man shot his hand down and grabbing the boys wrist before Latvia could get his zipper undone and pulled him up to his feet. "What do you think you're doing?!" he yelled, not meaning to. Latvia's eyes widened in shock but he could not really speak to explain himself. Russia sighed and let go of his wrist. "I came in here to say I was sorry," Russia said, "It was wrong of me to force myself on you, da? And I'm sorry for that other time too."
The small nation stared at the other in confusion, then finally got the courage to speak to the man. "I-I th-thought you were g-going to hit m-me sir, for r-running out on y-you " The Latvian said, looking at the ground, "I th-thought I would s-service you for my w-wrong doing "
"Latvia, did you not hear me ? I said I was apologizing for forcing myself on you," Russia said again "It's okay " Latvia responded, looking at the ground. He didn't really know what to say to him. To be truthful, he wanted to service him out of fear of what Russia would do because he ran out of him, but he also just wanted to do it.
The Russian man nodded and turned to leave the boy there without another word but was stopped by a tugging on his scarf. He turned to look what he was stopped for, eyes widening slightly when he was hugging by the boy. The rather large nation wrapped his arms around the boy, pulling him into a closer hug. Latvia looked up the the man and smiled slightly, the Russian also smiled.