UK cried out tears and tears as he saw the land beneath him crumble and fall. His children dead. His life shattered and his only passion..destroyed. He wanted to escape this but couldn't leave. He was chained as people battered him alive, they had flamed torches with evil grins of malice.. UK begged, he pleaded his life. He threw his only one love and now he was next...
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UK shot out his bed. His eyes drenched with tears. His chest clenched tightly with his hand and his breathing was heavy and quick. He soon started to cry to himself as this nightmare was too much for him to handle. It overpowered him so much..He tried to calm himself down but couldn't. His only focus was on that horrid dream. He started blubbering to himself to help calm down but couldn't. Quickly, the door opened and USSR entered the room. UK couldn't help himself but to run towards the enemy and hug him with his dear life.
"What the..UK? What's wrong?" USSR asked, walking slowly towards the bed. UK told him every detail of the nightmare that caused him deathly reactions which scarred him. "..AND THEN..! AND THEY- THEY!" "HEY! Calm down!! It was just a nightmare UK. You scared me a lot when I heard your crying.." USSR interrupted, placing UK on his lap. UK sniffed a few times before bursting into another river of tears. "I-I'm s-sorry! Bully me all you want for being a crybaby..!(crying noises)," he shrieked. USSR stared at the smaller with concern in his deep, golden eyes. His mouth curved into slight pain as if he was regretting a thought.
Out of the blue, USSR started to sing. His voice was hushed and quiet and yet it sung out beautifully. His eyes were focused away from UK who seemed to be quieting down. USSR rocked slowly side to side as if he was singing a lullaby to a baby in his arms. Soon enough, UK's sniffles soon stopped and tears were brung to a halt. His arms became loose and dropped slowly from USSR's back. USSR reached the end of his song and pulled UK away from him, only to see him sleeping peacefully in his arms.
USSR cracked a smile from this. It felt like he was holding something so precious yet weak. He let his abnormal large hands glide through UK's white hair. So silky and so smooth which each curl patterned beautifully. USSR laid UK back onto the bed but still kept his hand on top of the other. He gave a rough sigh and placed a small peck on UK's palm. He slowly risen from the bed and headed back into his own room.
USSR's room was a lot more different. His room was large and filled with portraits of other great empires that he was taught to learn from. His desk was filled with papers that either filed complaints or from the current war. He headed towards the mirror and stared into himself for a long, long time. He couldn't help it. He really didn't intend to hurt anyone. He meant to help but instead was thrown against this. USSR rested his head on the mirror and paused at every breath. He stayed like this until he sprung away from the door as he heard a slight knock on his grand door.
USSR took slight timid steps and creaked the door at the slightest. He saw UK standing there patiently waiting for USSR. "U-uhm..sorry to disturb you..but uhm.. May I come in.?" UK asked gently. USSR cocked his head to one side for a few seconds but opened the door wider for the smaller. "What do you need UK?" he asked. "I have a question, if you're okay of answering," UK paused, "Why are you being so nice to me.?" USSR glanced over at the window and back. He saw the slight increase of curiosity that UK built up in his gaze as he took small and slow strides towards him. "I..uhm. Well.." he let out a soft sigh "I was forced to..I didn't mean to hurt you..I wanted to be your friend but countries said I can not so I took their words instead..they paid me to do so too..."
UK was close to USSR. A lot closer. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked again. "You see it was hard," USSR retorted. UK let out a shivery hitch of breath as his eyes begun to look away. "But look, UK. I don't care if you don't forgive me for anything, I just really want to make it up for you. I don't care if you hurt me just please let me make it up for you.!" UK looked back. His deep red eyes reflected the light blue light that created a whole element of beauty in his gaze which astonished USSR. "You promise?" UK asked. USSR eagerly nodded. He didn't know his life would change after this.. "Well then.." UK said after.
UK didn't move from his place. He instead took USSR's hand and analysed it. His fingers glided slowly on USSR's palm. He soon laced his hand and did the same with the other. USSR dared not to say anything. He promised to make it up and this is his chance. "You know how to do..ballet?" UK asked quietly. "N-No.?" USSR responded confused. "Well that is what you're doing now!" UK gleamed. His white teeth soon displayed on his face which caught the instant attention of USSR. "Ахахахаха..What?" USSR chuckled nervously. "You promised. And we will go after school tomorrow for practice okay?" UK teased. "Да, да..Now back to bed!" USSR grumbled under his breath. "Yes I'll go now. But one more thing.." UK said. He took the hand he laced with USSR's and placed a sweet kiss on it. "Goodnight."
UK left the room without a trance as USSR was thunderstruck. He looked at his hand and back towards the door. He gave a small smile and headed back to his messy bed to which he was deep in thought. Very deep in thought. His thoughts rushing and heart pounding. He thought of those deep eyes that told him a story of nothing. He thought of that smile which was bare and dry. And he thought of those soft lips to which it caused him great bliss of emotions.
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Follow my steps //SovBrit
Historical FictionInto the depths of one of the Coldest cities of the USSR, UK finds himself embarking a new story in the land. But after the incident, who is bound to save UK from falling into the traps of lost memory and saving his career from forever being lost?
