I'm stuck with you, and I like it (OLD AND DISCONTINUED)

3 - Yes, I care.

I hug him tighter, pulling him up so that his head is next to mine.

We both fall asleep.

*+*Later*+*

I wake up and look around. America's still laying on top of me.

He looks at me, then shifts so he can lay his head on my chest.

He softly says"I like this. Its nice and quiet here."

He closes his eyes. "You're warm. I like that too. You're a portable pillow."

I chuckle a little, and he says "My portable pillow."

I feel my face grow warmer.

He smiles "You're very nice. Thank you for helping me, Russia."

He falls asleep, still smiling.

I smile and drift off to sleep as well.

*+*Next morning*+*

I wake up, and America's gone. I sit up and panic, but I see him drawing nearby.

He looks up. I stretch and yawn, when there's a knock at the door.

I get up and answer it. It's North Korea. "Hey Russia! Can I come in?"

"No."

I start to close the door, but North stops me. "I'm your friend, Russia."

"No, you just like to say that. You aren't my friend."

America screams and I look over at him. There's a spider crawling towards him, and he runs into the bedroom.

I go over and stomp on the spider. I walk over to the bedroom. "I killed it."

"Th-Thank you."

When I turn around, North Korea's going through Americas sketchbook, tearing out the pages. I run over and grab him by the neck.

I pick him up, and America sees the pages. He runs over to them and starts crying.

I put North down, but grip his shoulder tightly. "North, Apologize."

"Wh-What?!"

I tighten my grip. "Apologize."

He looks at America. "S-Sorry."

I throw North Korea out of the dorm and lock the door.

I look at what he ripped out. All the pages with me on them.

I grab some tape and start fixing it, since most pages were ripped in half by North.

America watches as I put the pages back together with the tape.

Once I finish, he hugs me tightly. I rub his back gently, when there's another knock on the door. I get up, but America doesn't let go.