"Do you know how difficult it is to pretend?" - America asks, with an uncharacteristic seriousness, when they are alone with Russia.
"Believe me, I know."
Night - their time. At night you can remove the cheap mask of the enemies - ready at any second to grab each other by the throat. America often asks, capricious, for what it is all, to which Russia is constantly responding: "So it is necessary." A hero cannot without a villain, without World Evil. But what happens if the hero falls in love with a villain?
"Will you not leave me?" The voice refuses to obey, so the spoken words sound so hoarse. It's important for Alfred to know. It is necessary.
He peers into a tall silhouette, flooded with moonlight. Many people say that Russia is unbelievably beautiful. Yes, damn true. But this is a dangerous beauty, and America understands that he will never be able to really tie this country to himself. That is why it is so important for him to know.
"We will see," Russia grins vaguely, dragging America into a long kiss.
He just very much loves freedom.