AmericaxCountry!ReaderxRussia Ch.6 Take Me Instead

America x Country!Reader x Russia
Chapter 6: Take Me Instead



~America’s POV~



I decided that I was going to go back to my hotel room after all the mess that went on from last night. I threw away my ripped up tuxedo jacket nearby a public trashcan. I looked like I’ve been through a hell of a beating; well basically, I was put in a beating by Russia not too long ago. I wiped away the blood that was still lingering down my bruised lip. My feet were so sore from the entire running I did from last night, and my head feels like a train combusted into my brain.


Basically I looked like shit, and feel like shit…


I opened the swiveling door to the hotel entrance, notice a clock nearby, and checked the time on the hanging antique timepiece.


5:20 a.m.


I’ll just take a quick shower and get some sleep I guess…



The hotel employees gave me strange looks when I entered the building; one of them came towards me with a worried expression on his face.


“Umm sir, is everything alright?”


He probably thinks I’m a drunk or on drugs or something..


“Yeah, yeah… I’m just getting back to my hotel room, I just had….. a run.. a ‘long’ run”


I walked to the nearest elevator by me to get away from the staring confused eyes that were giving on me. I pushed the button that would lead me up, and entered into the metal box. While going up to my room, the casual ‘elevator’ music was playing, I couldn’t help, but laugh sheepishly at this situation. It’s just so funny how casual this all is, while I look like I just got back from a hell brawl.


My face was all sweaty and grimy from the run, and from fighting with Russia on the dirty cement floor. My shirt was drenched, and I just smell like I just woke up after being dead for thirty years.


The elevator stop on the 9th floor, I got out, and walked down the long never-ending hallway.


(Your name)…


Her face when she touched my arm right when I was about to pound back at the Russian man’s face. I feel like absolute shit for making her cry…




Her face..




That beautiful, happy, and caring face of hers, and I changed all of that last night…



I soon reached to my door, and grabbed my key from my pant’s pocket. I slide the key through the electronic lock, and with the green light telling me it was unlock, I opened the door to the room.








“Alfred….”



I was startled when I recognized that simple, elegant (country’s ethnicity) voice. I saw (your name) sitting on the adorning, light blue chair. She was till wearing her gown from last night, her hair a bit messy, but she was still absolutely beautiful.


I just stood at the door, staring at her like an idiot.



“(Your name) ?”


She got up from her seat, smoothed out her dress, and looked over to me.


“I just thought I should come pay a visit, to see if you’re alright”


“How did you know that I live in this room and was able to get the key?” I walked over to get closer, but gave a good distance from her since I knew she probably doesn’t even want to touch me since what happened between Russia and me.


“Come on Alfred, I’m (country name)! They would most likely not think that I’m a robber, especially with the clothes that I’m wearing” she gave a silent sheepish giggle.



I giggled at her answer to my question, but still…



“How long have you been here (your name)?”


“I’ve got here at 12:30, I took care Ivan, and he is at my house sleeping at the moment”


She walked closer to me, just three tiny steps of her over the tan hotel carpet.


“You’ve been here for that long? (Your name) I’m sorry for last night, I didn’t know what came over me, and I’m also sorry for making you worry…”


She sighed, “All is forgiven Alfred, I’m just glad that you’re safe and sound…”



She soon looked at me closely, walked over with her face close to mine, and raised her hand on my cheek.


“Alfred you’re bleeding here let me help you tend that cut on your cheek”


She walked back to the light blue décor chair, and grabbed a first-aid kit on the other side of the chair.


“You brought a first-aid kit with you?” I gave a slight smirk, while she put the first-aid kit on my bed.


She laughed sheepishly while opening the kit, “Yeah, I was using it on Ivan, and I thought that you could have some nasty wounds yourself, so I brought it over with me”



She sat down on the plush hotel bed, looked at me, and gave a pat on the king-sized mattress.


“Come on sit by me, those wounds aren’t gonna treat themselves you know”


I gave a slight smirk and sighed as I walked over, and sat by (your name) on the bed. She grabbed a bottle of alcohol and poured it onto a cotton ball.


“This might sting a bit..”


I gave a wide smirk, “I’m not afraid of some liquid, and besides you’re putting it on me so I know that you’ll be careful”


She giggled and raised her hand to my cheek with the cotton ball cleaning out the dirt and germs from my cuts.


Our faces were ever so close to each other, and I couldn’t help but glare into her gorgeous radiant (e/c) eyes. I felt my cheeks start to become warm from her contact of my face.


(Your name) looked up to my eyes, “Alfred is it true…”



I think I know what she might be referring to, since Russia might have told her the reason for the brawl of last night.


I looked down on my lap and stared at my bruised knuckles, “ If you’re saying that it’s true that I love you, then….. yes”



I noticed (your name) stopped tending my cuts, and started to pack the medical equipment back in the first-aid-kit, but still sitting by my side.


She looked down at the floor avoiding looking at me, “You know that it could never work out between us, because I’m with Ivan, you know that right Alfred…”


I looked up and saw her form; I shifted over the bed, and laid my hand over her feminine petite hand.



“That won’t ever stop me loving you though (your name), nothing will”



She gave a startled look, her eyes sparkling under the light.





“Alfred…”





Nothing was going to stop me from this moment.


This moment right now…


I will definitely show her of how much I truly do love her.


I gently grabbed her hand, while my other one gently swiped the strand of (h/c) hair from her face, and I lifted her chin so she was facing me. I leaned into her with a tiny touch of my lips on hers, I looked back up to her (metaphorical e/c) eyes, and I smoothed her cheek by my hand then gently kissed into her.



~3RD POV~


Alfred kissed (your name) with both passion and extraordinary amount of love towards her. She was startled, but for some reason she relaxed throughout the intimate moment, her eyes gradually closing, while her cheeks were flustering up red.

(Your name) was in shock, but somehow felt safe and comfortable with America’s arms caressing her cheek and hand.


All lasted beautifully until (your name) realized that she was kissing Alfred. She got out of America’s grasp, and covered her lips with her fingers surprised at what they both just did seconds ago. All America did was looked at her startled face, he knew that (your name) was now feeling guilty at what she was just doing moments ago with the American.


“(Your name)…”



(Your name) got up slowly, while reaching to the first-aid-kit, and soon was heading out through the door of where she entered. She opened the door, but stop with a dead expression on her face. She wasn’t facing Alfred; she wasn’t giving him any signs of what she was feeling moments ago of when their lips touched. With a gentle look on her face, she turned around looking straight into the American’s ocean blue eyes.


“Goodbye Alfred..”




And with that she left the room and closed the door behind her fleeting form. Her face was covered red, and her body quivering from Alfred’s touch. She got into the elevator, and while she was standing waiting for the metal doors to open.



“I can’t believe I just did that..” she didn’t care if people were going to hear her, she had so many things going on in her head that she had to say it out loud.





Alfred just sat on the bed with a goofy expression on his face. His eyes drooping half-lidded with a big grin on his face. He looked over to the door of where (your name) had left moments ago.






“Goodbye (your name)…”