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Rochu: UnthinkableThe soft taps played at night. He laid face first on the bed. Hearing his people enjoying new years. It wasn't the same without him. He couldn't enjoy things like he used to. Russia wasn't there to bother him. To remissness in each other.Rochu: Unthinkable by Bad-Touch-Tomato
On Russia's end. He couldn't see the annoyed look on Yao's face. Ivan couldn't smell the fresh herb. Nor could he feel the warmth of his little sunflower against his skin. How it melted his frozen cold heart.
--And the endless nights that they couldn't sleep. The mornings where they couldn't wake each other up. As bad as they wanted each other's company, words, love...
Yao's soft lips breathlessly mouthed Ivan's name. That undeniable feeling of not having those warm arms around his body.
"I want to see you again, aru" Yao squeezed the pillow to his chest. Buried his face into it.
The next morning Yao woke up, glancing to his side. Staring at the vase full of sunflowers and then frowned. "First thing I wake to is you, Russia."
Ah the joys of being british,
Hallo! my name is Micki, i go to the london MCM expo and you have lost the game :3
Have a nice day~