Literature
USUK - Asleep at last
England was finally sleeping soundly, America had made sure of it. His older lover had been so busy lately, he was getting hardly any rest, the young american had to practically drag the Brit to bed himself. He knew that once his head would hit the pillow that he would be out like a light, and he was.
His breathing was steady, and he would lightly snore at times, America just sat and watched. He had nothing better to do on a sunday afternoon, so he was sat next to the sleeping nation, watching him peacefully.
The afternoon sun was dimmed by the light green curtains giving a sort of green glow to the room, it was just so quiet and calm for o