Rusger Oneshots

How to Keep a Demon in your House

-without getting it burnt down, getting possessed or cursed for eternity, getting your lifeforce stolen(forshadowingg >:D), or getting clawed to death?

P.S The demon is your boyfriend.

*Google Search*

I don't know what I'm doing with my titles anymore :')

Anyway sorry for not updating for so long. I was hit hard with school work and stress-

But I got through it, and here I am!! Trying to enjoy the bare scrap of a weekend before I have to do it all over again on Monday!!

AND IT'S HALLOWEEN TODAY!!! (halloween special posted as well-)

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE THAT CELEBRATES! DON'T YOU DARE GO TRICK OR TREATING THIS YEAR UNLESS YOU HAVE A MASK ON AND HAND SANITIZER(or even better for your safety, just don't go this year. C'mon. There's a pandemic going on out there-)

I hope you enjoy this oneshot!! This is a sequel to Kidnapping a Demon leads to Getting Murdered. Germany is currently staying with Russia until he gets better. Poor Russia, having to deal with him. And now he's not even an intimidating, big werewolf.(Not full moon-)

Enjoy!

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"ГЕРМАНИЯ ЧТО ЗА ХРЕНЬ(1)!"

Russia looked into his house, eyes wide in shock as he stared into the inferno before him.

"Russland! You're home~!" A cheerful voice said, and he noticed a sprawled out demon relaxing on his couch, which was on literal fire, grinning happily at him with a bright expression on his face.

He continued to gape as he took in the little flames dotted and burning merrily on every surface of his property, his table, the chairs, the floor. His couch had been charred black, but was still holding shape somehow and burning like a bonfire. strong heat radiating off it. The demon seemed to be enjoying himself in the orange-red flames that crackled and danced around his body, not hurting him in the slightest.

Russia slowly closed the door, making sure no one was seeing what he was seeing from the street. He was still in shock, staring around at the small individual flames burning on every corner of the inside of his house. The outside was fine, as calm and normal as any other house that didn't had a demon living in it.

"What...wHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!"

The demon put a finger to his lips, shushing him cheekily. "Sh. Inside voices, remember? We don't want anyone knowing I'm here."

Russia let out a cry of annoyance at his behavior, halfheartedly of course, and quickly got into action. Taking of his outdoor coat and gloves and running to the kitchen, which was thankfully spared from the fire, he grabbed all the pots in his house and quickly got to suffocating each little flame, stamping out those on the floor with his boots.

"Hey-!" The demon protested, sitting up from his laid back position and staring at the human. Russia glared at him, which was returned with a sharp tongue being stuck out at him. He put another pot over a small burst of flame, cutting off its oxygen. None of them seemed to be Hellfire anyway, except maybe the huge one burning on his couch,

"What were you doing?" He asked again sternly, turning to look at the demon when most of the flames had been quelled.

"I was cold!! How do you live like this?!" Germany protested louder, dramatically flopping back on the burning couch, his bandaged wings tucked underneath him. Russia groaned and rubbed his face, seeing the charred black spots dotted all over his house that was caused by all the little fires.