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soviet was sitting with rus on the couch and they were watching tv. Soviet often liked to cuddle with him, but now, when rusi was already 13 years old and just in puberty, he was not sure if the rus would be interested in it and would not be ''embarrassed'' to cuddle with his father. He knew it had to come one day, but he hoped it would pass soon. although they still sometimes hugged and kissed each other goodbye, but he missed the tight squeeze of hugging and cuddling for a few hours and just relaxing with fairy tales on TV.Soviet just looked at the rus who was sitting about half a meter away from him. 'he doesn't even want to lean on me anymore..' he thought and sighed. He was sad and frustrated about it. He pulled the blanket out from under the couch and just curled up in it and laid down with his face pressed into the back of the couch. ''I love you Rusi'' he mumbled.He didn't even wait for an answer. The only thing he was expecting was a snort or an answer ¨yes I know¨. 'I like you too dad' said the Russian gently. there was silence between the two. the soviet just smiled in surprise and rested contentedly.If he knew how much the Russian would like to lie down with him, but he was shy... He didn't know how to talk about anything like that. He thought that he shouldn't cuddle with Soviet anymore like he did when he was little, but at the same time he wanted to fuck it off and just wrap around him and not let him go as if Soviet was a plushie.he waited until he thought soviet had fallen asleep and slowly crawled up to him like a cat and snuggled gently against his chest and soft blanket.he was nervous but at the same time all the stress fell from him when he felt the warmth that the soviet radiated and his typical fatherly smell. It was simply in the Soviet blood that he was so great. he hoped that Sovi would not mind that he was sleeping with him, even though somewhere inside he knew that soviet would actually like it and would be happy. the soviet was a great father. Perhaps he even perfectly replaced both father and mother. He was not the typical stereotypical cold father who is only interested in football and alcohol. He seemed callous to foreigners, but the Russian knew that in reality the Soviet was very sensitive and kind, even if he tried to hide it lightly. But still he was very very warm-hearted and lived with all his heart for the Russian. fortunately, the Russian was aware of most of this because he was no longer a baby. He was just content now. maybe he wouldn't even mind if the soviet woke up when he realized how great he was. he wouldn't do him any harm anyway.the Russian snuggled closer and buried his face in his chest. He sighed deeply until finally his eyes closed and he fell asleep too. (time skip) when the Russian woke up, he found himself in the bedroom. With the Soviet behind him. Who hugged the Russian. He was literally squished onto it as if they were glued together.as soon as the Russian recovered, he realized that he was wrapped in a blanket like a baby and that he was not wearing any other clothes, the Soviet was also only in his underwear. ¨damn¨ the Russian thought to himself ¨he saw me naked¨he turned absolutely red and started to move. he really didn't expect this. after such a long time he finally decided to embrace the soviet and overcome his fear of rejection so he ends up here and like this. on the one hand he was happy and on the other simply confused and surprised. He managed to release the grip slightly and just calmed down. he just lay still for a moment and then managed to turn enough to see the soviets.''dad? dad. daddy''the soviet only moved but did not wake up.''dadaaa''the Russian poked and wiggled him until he woke him up. the soviet was still sleepy but at least he was already looking.''then how did you sleep? my little sunshine'' said the Soviet and smiled. r: why- why are we here? why am i so wrapped up s: you were so very very cute when you were sleeping that I couldn't help myself. you haven't cuddled me for so long rusiiiii.. i already missed my little boy. you were all wet from the way you were pressed against me, so I took off your clothes so you wouldn't sweat in them anymore. the rusi just went red and whimpered in embarrassment. ''come on dad'' he buried his face in the blanket and kept making noises. The Soviet just chuckled and kissed the Russian on the cheek. ''lovie, there's nothing wrong with that. you know i love you very very much Could we at least play for a while, right?'' he licked his cheek and began to kiss him with a smile.