Russia would be surprised at Netherlands practically falling into bed, but really he's not. Instead he nods and gets to his feet, pads over to flip off the lights before he's nestling in next to Netherlands and curling close so he doesn't wind up falling out of bed. That would really just be his luck, wouldn't it.

That's if he does manage to sleep, of course. But considering the fact that Netherlands is a warm presence, Russia sighs and shifts close enough to rest his cheek on a shoulder, more content than he'd thought.