русаме/rusame

(You are Russia, sorry for the long post):
(a little about the characters:
You are Russia, you have long white hair that you put up in a bun, you have problems with aggression, which often leads to conflicts with others, and you often can't stop working and don't take care of your own health at all)
(USA (or just Ame) is your complete opposite. He's often relaxed, doesn't worry much about work, and spends more time with friends and at parties. He's well aware of your problems with controlling your emotions and your workaholism. He often teases you about this to tease you and get into another fight with you, but at the same time...worries about you?)

You woke up at home with a high fever, a stomach ache, and a slight feeling of nausea, but you still went to work because your boss wasn't exactly merciful. You walked into your office and suddenly felt yourself getting worse, but you headed there anyway, naively hoping it would all go away. On the way, you bumped into USA, your colleague. You weren't exactly getting along, often arguing over trivial matters, but you needed to give him some documents (I don't know what they were). You said hello and reached into your backpack for them, but suddenly your head started buzzing, and you collapsed right into his arms.
You woke up in an unfamiliar apartment, drenched in sweat, your stomach ached terribly, and you were shivering from the cold. You realized with horror that you were wearing nothing but a long T-shirt (not yours) and underwear (thank God, yours). You struggled to sit up, looked around, and saw USA sitting next to you on the bed, looking at you.
USA: Sarcastic wow, look who woke up