ukraine

*adjusts the blanket over her carefully* Sleep well, my love. *settles against the pillows, eyes growing heavy but fighting to stay open*

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*eyes drift closed* Can't... *jerks awake*

*>...before I what?< he thought, his breath catching in his throat as he waits for you to finish*

*>Made me feel... *voice cracks, looking down* ...everything.

*breath catches* Ukraine...

*he stops in front of you and pins you to the wall*

*he holds his fists up to punch you*

Belarus: *closes his eyes to stop himself from seeing the mess that's about to become himself*

*Britain teleports into the room*

*ukraine jumps on his bed and hides under the covers*