Mongolia, Russia, and China~

"Vanya, please? I'm worried about you...are you sick?", Yao nuzzle the little Russian in his arms tight. He didn't like it when Ivan kept things to himself when they were obviously stressing him out.

"'M not sick..." Ivan closed his eyes, trying to hold back his tears. He didn't mean to go and make Yao upset... he felt so horrible. How could he do that to the one he loved? He was such a horrible person...

"Then please tell me what's wrong, aru? I'm not mad or upset or anything, I'm just worried for you.", Yao pulled back a lil trying to make Ivan face him.

"I-Ivan hurt Yao-Yao..." the Russian finally looked at the Asian, tears welling up in his eyes. "Ivan was being so mean when Yao-Yao was j-just... w-worried!" His voice broke on the last syllable, his bottom lip quivering. "Ivan is terrible!"

"Shh, you didn't hurt me...and you're not horrible, you're a child, it's perfectly fine, aru.", Yao kisses his forehead then his cheeks and then his lips. He brushes the tears from Ivan's cheeks. "Children act stubbornly sometimes, it's alright, aru. I love you.", kisses Ivan again.

"B-But--" Ivan was effectively cut off when Yao kissed him, and he blushed, clinging to Yao's shirt. He barely heard what else the Asian had to say, but when he felt those soft lips on his own, he closed his eyes and hesitantly kissed back, more tears escaping his eyes.

Yao smiled, "I love you so much, and no matter how stubbornly you act or what you do, that will not change, aru. I love you, Ivan.", Yao hugged him close kissing his cheek again.

"O-Okay..." Ivan sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his good hand.

"Now do you want to go out and get ice cream?", he smiled at the smaller wiping the rest of the tears away.

Ivan shook his head. "N-Nyet. We should head home..."

"Alright then...", Yao kissed his forehead and smiled. After sitting still for awhile he stood up, still carrying Ivan, and walked out of the clinic room, he thanked the nurse outside then started walking back out to the car.

Ivan clung tightly to Yao, burying his face once again in the man's neck.

Yao unlocked his car and opened the door gently setting Ivan inside. "Buckle yourself in? Or do you want me to, aru?", Yao asked.

"I-I can do it..." Ivan smiled softly, then pulled on the seatbelt with his good hand, clicking it into place.

Yao nods closing the door, then got into the driver's seat and buckled himself up and started the car.

Ivan leaned up against the window, staring out as they drove by. He was happy to finally be getting away from the hospital, but he really didn't want to go home. Mongolia would be there still, and he didn't really want to see him. He really would rather get ice cream, but he felt like he didn't deserve it, so…

He really hoped Mongolia would at least leave him alone.

"...You know that I love you, Ivan, right", Yao glanced down at Ivan then smiles a lil and looks back at the road.

"Da…" Ivan continued to stare out the window. He didn't know how Yao-Yao could possibly love him. He was such a bad child…

Yao frowned, usually Ivan would get so happy when he told the lil russian that... "Ivan? Do you love me too, aru?", maybe he didn't like him anymore?

"D-Da! Ivan loves Yao-Yao…" the Russian quickly looked over at Yao. Why would he think Ivan didn't love him?

Yao smiled lightly, happy he said it. "I'm glad, aru...", he drove slowly, making sure to take the longest way back to his house he knew, he didn't really want to go back home and see Genghis...he'd rather just stay with Ivan.

"...Hey, Yao-Yao?" Ivan glanced at the Asian man, and twiddled his fingers.

"Shì, Vanya?", Yao glanced down at him then back at the road.

"Why do you love me?"

"Why? Because you're perfect for me. Because you are sweet, and kind, even if you get angry and stubborn sometimes. Because you've seen my bad side as well as my good side and you still love me. Also because you're so adorable, aru~", Yao smiled. "Why do you love me?"