America and Russia~

"...You know, you're gonna make us both sleepy again like this." Alfred opened his eyes again to look at Ivan.

"I don't doubt it," he repeated, smiling softly at the blond. "But I don't really care."

"...You don't have homework or anything to do?"

…Ivan let go of Alfred and rolled over, pouting. He mumbled, "If I don't think about it, I isn't there."

Alfred laughed, amused. "Are you sure? I dunno if your teachers will agree with that."

"I'm Russian. 'I am having language barrier, and I think you meaned it is due Tomorrow, not today.'"

He grinned, poking Ivan's belly. "You cheater."

Ivan shrugged. "…I'll do it later. I just want a nap right now."

"...A nap does sound nice." Alfred closed his eyes again, yawning.

"Then let's nap together!" Ivan smiled, wiggling a little.

"Yeah..." Alfred smiled as well, wrapping his arms around Ivan.

…Ivan closed his eyes, pressing a gentle kiss to Alfred's cheek. "An hour good?"

"Uh-huh..." Alfred snuggled up to Ivan, already beginning to drift off.

Ivan nodded, wrapping his arms securely around Alfred's shoulders and pulling him close. "Sleep well, moi podsolnechnik."

"Mm..." Alfred fell asleep with a smile on his face.

An hour wasn't nearly enough time to dream. It was barely enough time for Ivan to slip into unconsciousness, but in the few minutes he was dreaming, I was beautiful. Everything was perfect; he was happily courting Alfred, and his family supported him. They were happy for him; even Papa. He would press loving kisses to Alfred's eyebrows, his nose, cheeks, and lips, and Alfred's laugh would fill his ears, all warm and invitin and beautiful. He didn't want to wake up when that hour ran out. He didn't want to face the reality of having to suppress his true feelings and be someone he wasn't. So he just held Alfred closer, nosing gently into his golden hair.

Alfred continued to sleep beyond the hour, dreaming of himself, Mattie, and Ivan taking a road trip through Candy Land.

oh my god what a cutie.

Ivan opened his eyes, staring a the top of Alfred's head. He blinked slowly, a small smile crossing his features. Yeah, he still wants to stay snuggled like this, and he loves that he can cuddle with no worries.

Alfred snuggled up a little closer to Ivan, smiling and nuzzling into his neck as he dreamed.

Ivan closed his eyes again, pressing gentle kisses to the top of Alfred's head. "…Ya lyublyu tebya…"

Alfred giggled a little in his sleep, turning his head the other way. "Mm, Tony..."

((HEY IVAN. DON'T FORGET ABOUT TONY. BI /jerk kahfkwj))

...His face immediately fell. What? D-Didn't Alfred say that he liked him? Why was he dreaming about Tony? Was Alfred lying to him? Did...Did he say those things to try to tease him, or to ridicule him behind his back? N-No...Alfred wouldn't do that, would he..?

((MEAN.))

He sighed in his sleep and clung tighter to Ivan, mumbling unintelligibly.

((PSST HE SHOULD ASK MATTIE ABOUT TONY. that's pretty much the only way he's gonna figure out the truth alsjfskjf))

As much as it hurt and caused conflicting feelings within him, Ivan couldn't help but rub Alfred's shoulder when he snuggled closer. He still liked the golden boy, even if those feelings were now probably not returned.

((aslkdfhj yeah but he'd have to do that when alfred goes to the bathroom or whatever))

Alfred stirred as his phone began vibrating in his pocket, then groggily opened his eyes and pulled it out, pouting at it. "Mattie..." He pressed the talk button and held it up to his ear, yawning. "What d'you want? ...What? ...Ok ok, fine, geez..."

He hung up and sat up, stuffing his phone back in his pocket and glancing down at Ivan, grinning a little sheepishly. "Haha, sorry... hope I didn't wake you up."

((yeah alskdkj the three of them will talk for a while and then alfred will go and take a shower, you can do it then. BI))