#it's not suggestive but it was the closest I could get to the flirty ToT

[rusamechuweek2022]

(💞anon again hi !!) prompt - movie night

Alfred swirled his drink. He watched the ice cubes clink through the coca cola for a second before shooting a glance at Ivan, who was sitting to his left.

Ivan's leg was folded back under him, which looked uncomfortable though he didn't seem to care all that much. On Ivan's other side, Yao sat with his eyes trained hard on the screen like he was hunting something on it, or expecting something to jump off of it for him to catch. That was just the best way Alfred could think of to describe the expression - though he clearly just cared about what was happening in the film.

To be honest, Al hadn't been paying attention to it for a while. It was just some trashy romance about a boring couple and their trouble in the ... fast food industry? he wasn't sure. (Again, he wasn't really paying attention.)

It seemed that his insistent staring at Ivan got his attention soon enough though, and Ivan glanced over. He didn't turn his head at all, didn't even move, but they made eye contact. somehow it still shot a bit of fear up through Alfred when he did that, though he knew it was just nation instincts getting in the way .

Even with the little bit of fear, Alfred had to admit that Ivan's eyes were pretty, more blue violet than anything else they stood out nicely against the stark pale of his face and hair . Ivan's eyes searched his face curiously, wondering why he was looking at him.

Alfred looked away for a moment, scratching the back of his head and turning back to the movie. Gross, the characters were making out, that wasn't what he wanted to be suddenly jump-scared by. So he looked back at Ivan, who seemed to be having a similar reaction to the moment. Yao though, was still staring forward intently.

That was it, Alfred busted out in a laugh. "China, man," his brown-haired companion jumped at his nation name, "you're way too into this !"

Yao snorted, but his face flushed. "Listen," he shook his head, having to speak over Ivan giggling, "I didn't choose the movie- that was you,"

"I liked the cover," Alfred retorted light heartedly, "Plus, it was free"

Ivan leaned back in the couch so that Yao and Alfred could talk more comfortably without him in the way. He spoke up too "I don't think it being free was a very good sign,"

"You jest," Yao pointed out (ignoring Ivan's short "no i'm serious"), "But i've been paying more attention than both of you combined and I still have no idea what's happening,"

On the screen, the woman was talking about taxes or something. In the awkward pause, Alfred raised his voice to a higher pitch to imitate the character "we're running out of money!" he joked, causing Yao to cackle, "it's like when out economies are bad and we get all sick." He commented, to which Ivan snorted and shook his head.

"Except her issue is paying the money and ours in focusing on not getting too tired," Ivan hummed, shifting off of the leg he had been sitting on.

"Actually," China corrected as he reached for the remote, "She's not worried about paying the money, she's worried about not paying it,"

Ivan looked at him, bewildered. Alfred's face lit with confusion too.

Yao switched off the TV, to which none of them complained. "I told you I was paying attention, not that it was worth it honestly,"

"But why would she be doing that?" Alfred looked over to Ivan for explanation even as he asked Yao, though Ivan had no answer and just shrugged.

Yao bit his cheek and stood up from the couch, "Um, not sure, kind of lost that part,"

Alfred laughed and went to stand up too, but Ivan reached up and wrapped an arm around him. He reached for Yao too, but the four thousand years of instincts kicked in and he slipped away. "Omph!" Alfred exclaimed as Ivan brought him into a hug, wriggling a little bit but not seriously attempting to escape.

Yao stared down at them awkwardly as America sank into the hug a little bit more. It felt nice, and Ivan's perpetually cold hands weren't actually touching his skin, so he wasn't even slightly uncomfortable.

"Are you going to kiss right now," Yao's awkwardness stayed in his voice.

Ivan busted out laughing, but America blushed at the prospect. It sounded nice actually.

"Like the pair in the movie- what were their names?" Ivan added, chest still shaking a bit with laughter. America shook his head, tempted to jump up out of embarrassment. Neither of those characters were good enough kissers to represent him! Yao laughed along with Ivan, clearly amused by the blonde's apparent mortification.

"No," Alfred fought his way out of Ivan's grip light heartedly, "Like a superhero and another superhero! I'm so much better than her,"

"Or him," Yao added, "The guy wasn't all that either, not at kissing,"

Ivan shook his head, "The poor actors probably felt awkward, I feel bad making fun of them,"

"You're right," Yao nodded. Then he glanced over at Alfred suspiciously, "Let's address how Alfred knows superheroes are good at it instead,"

Once again laughing hard, Ivan dropped back onto the couch from his attempt to get up.

Smiling, Yao took a step back and crossed his arms. "I'm a superman and America truther now guys,"

Ivan laughed even harder as Alfred spluttered to defend himself. But he was enjoying himself. Yes, this was much better than the movie was. It had been a good idea to hang out after all.

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that was really fun 😮 i might do the other prompts i haven't done yet too ...

Thanks for the heads up anon- and beautiful writing as always :)