"Not for me, da," Russia agreed as he pulled on his jacket. "I will be back in a few hours."
"I'll get the third bedroom ready for you, Sasha's in your old room..." he frowned at the small burst of memories that rose up through the murky parts of his brain and sighed as he smacked them back down. "It's a bit smaller..."
"That will be fine," Russia answered.
They stared uncomfortably at each other for a moment. Or at least America was uncomfortable it was impossible to judge what Russia was feeling. Finally Russia nodded his head and turned and walked towards the door. After he'd left America walked over to the couch and sat down letting out a shaky breath and running his hand through his hair.
So far, so good.
It was still too soon to say for sure which way things would go but at least Russia seemed willing to hear him out. That was probably as good as he was going to get it until the forms of whatever agreement they came up with was signed. He didn't really like that, he'd much rather have everything figured out quickly but he knew that wasn't the way that Russia worked. He was just going to have to learn some patience. He thought he could do it, for Sasha's sake.
He sank back against the cushions and stifled a yawn. He knew he needed to go upstairs and dig some fresh sheets out for Russia's bed but for the moment he couldn't get his legs to move. He hadn't slept well the last few weeks, even though Sasha had finally settled enough that he was sleeping through the night now, and the night before he hadn't slept at all too busy tossing and turning thing off all the horrible things that might happen when Russia arrived. Now he felt sleep tug at him and though he knew he shouldn't he let his eyes drift close. He'd just rest his eyes for a few minutes and be up and moving by the time Russia got back.
He was sound asleep a few seconds later.
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* * * Author's Notes: The first baby monitor was invented by Norman Emerick for Fisher-Price back in the 1930s
Fountain of Fire & Ice -- Part 14h
"I'll get the third bedroom ready for you, Sasha's in your old room..." he frowned at the small burst of memories that rose up through the murky parts of his brain and sighed as he smacked them back down. "It's a bit smaller..."
"That will be fine," Russia answered.
They stared uncomfortably at each other for a moment. Or at least America was uncomfortable it was impossible to judge what Russia was feeling. Finally Russia nodded his head and turned and walked towards the door. After he'd left America walked over to the couch and sat down letting out a shaky breath and running his hand through his hair.
So far, so good.
It was still too soon to say for sure which way things would go but at least Russia seemed willing to hear him out. That was probably as good as he was going to get it until the forms of whatever agreement they came up with was signed. He didn't really like that, he'd much rather have everything figured out quickly but he knew that wasn't the way that Russia worked. He was just going to have to learn some patience. He thought he could do it, for Sasha's sake.
He sank back against the cushions and stifled a yawn. He knew he needed to go upstairs and dig some fresh sheets out for Russia's bed but for the moment he couldn't get his legs to move. He hadn't slept well the last few weeks, even though Sasha had finally settled enough that he was sleeping through the night now, and the night before he hadn't slept at all too busy tossing and turning thing off all the horrible things that might happen when Russia arrived. Now he felt sleep tug at him and though he knew he shouldn't he let his eyes drift close. He'd just rest his eyes for a few minutes and be up and moving by the time Russia got back.
He was sound asleep a few seconds later.
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TBC
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Author's Notes: The first baby monitor was invented by Norman Emerick for Fisher-Price back in the 1930s