" i loved you.. ♡ "
༘ to which Phil texted the
wrong number but instead
he seemed to be interested
by this guy. ꒱
✧ゝ¡ ENDED - (01/23/22)
+ 2 XTRA CHAPS
FLUFF ANGST LEMON
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"YOU REEK of alcohol, where did you went?" I sternly blabbered as I watch Russia stumble and trip over nothing, he's not even sober, he's very drunk.
I'll give him some stern talking later. I just go back home about 2 hours, I was expecting him to go home earlier than I do but surprisingly he came home drunk.
for the first time, actually. he was muttering nonsense here and there, I gave in and decided to carry him(unfortunately)to our room.
of course I made him drink water first to help up with sobering him.
"Phil, Iloveyousomuch" he mumbled before falling to sleep, I couldn't help but smile like an idiot.
"I love you too, now go sleep or else." I gently slid of the bed and headed back to the living room.
it's been quite some time that I had peace with myself, I would either spend time with my co workers or just Russia most of the day. it's good to have some time for myself as well.
today was tiring as well, I couldn't even imagine getting a full time job and going home tired.
after all, I only have about 5 months until Graduating, means 5 months before suffering.
if I would be honest, life is a definition of "imprisonment" if I were given a chance to be able to go back to my past, I would, because being a kid or maybe even a teenager is something I'm missing right now.
eh whatever, this is life anyways, it's destined to turn out this way. I just hope I'll still get some time for myself because this shit is also suffocating me.
not just me though, everyone else is also being suffocated.
I stepped outside the shower, drying myself up and put on my clothes. shower after work is so relieving, I can't help but feel my eyes get heavier as time went by.
oh well, sleep sounds like a nice idea to do.
and so I did.
I went back to our room, slid into the bed and snuggled into Russia's arms.
{RUSS}
waking up with a very bad hangover isn't a good shit at all. but hey, at least I get to wake up with Phil by my side. he looked so peaceful sleeping by the warm embrace of the covers. I decided not to disturb his sleep and quietly made my way to the kitchen.
look, I'm not a good cook, nor am I a bad cook. I'm quite decent but I still have a lot of things to know.
Phil cooks for me everyday so it's time for me to return the favor and make him some good cooking skills.
setting aside the food, I went back to our room. I shocked his body very gently as you can see. as I heard his soft snores turn into an old man's groan I suddenly smiled.
"Good morning. it's already 9:34 sir, I prepared breakfast 'don't worry, just go fix yourself up and head to the kitchen." I watch his resting bitch face turn into a smile as he hopped out of the bed.q
I've already finished eating and so did he, my cooking actually is good, gordon ramsey would never. he looked satisfied if I would be honest.
"Thanks for the food, and it's actually good" he muttered.
"I know, now let me do the cooking sometimes so I can help you with cooking." he chuckled, I couldn't help but lean in and give him a cute little smooch.
we spent the whole day either; relaxing, talking about our day or just our usual things. we ended up passing on the couch, my head on his chest as I listen to his soft heart beating, my hands wrapped around his waist, his eyes closed.
