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Japan gently knocks against the door to America's office before slowly opening it and entering the room, carefully looking around before speaking. "I'm really sorry to intrude like this, but I was wondering if-" The Japanese man stops talking as he realizes that America didn't lift his head to look at him. He quietly walks over to where his husband is sitting and notices that he fell asleep on top of a bunch of papers. His arms spread out across the desk and a piece of paper was covering his whole face, his light snores causing it to vibrate whenever he breaths out. 'He must have stayed up all night.' Japan thought to himself as he keeps looking at the blond man. He slightly tilts his head to the side as he carefully removes the white sheet away from America's face, gently moving small strands of his blond hair away from his face as he carefully places them behind his ear. 'Aw, he looks so cute when he's asleep~!' was the thought that came to the brunette's mind as he keeps touching his silky hair through his small fingers, a small smile forming over his thin lips.

Careful not to wake him up, Japan quietly walks out of the room and comes back with a small, green blanket draped over his shoulder. He gently covers the sleeping American with it, trying his best not to wake him up, and neatly tucks the blanket between his arms and neck while planting a small kiss on his soft cheek. Sighing happily, he turns to walk out of the office when America sleepily mumbles something. Japan turns to look at him and waits for America to repeat what he just said. "What was that, America?" He softly whispers as he leans a bit closer to his face. Twitching his eyes a bit, America slowly gets up, his glasses sliding off the bridge of his nose, and stretches his arms to Japan sleepily. His eyes were still half open and his breathing was still a bit slower than usual. Instantly, Japan walks over to America and sits down on his lap as he tightly wraps his arms around his neck, slowly leaning against the American's chest to hear his steady heartbeat.

The tired American leans his head down to Japan's temple and plants a small kiss before leaning back against the chair and falling back asleep. Japan snuggles closer to his sleepy husband and slowly closes his eyes as he joins his husband on his journey to dreamland.