Fluff! <3 No real trigger warnings tbh, maybe compliments but idk
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Russia's POV
Every time I look at Germany, all I can think is:
'What a pretty boy'
His light brown eyes that glimmered in the sunlight,
'What a pretty boy'
His fluffy black hair that went down to the middle of his neck,
'What a pretty boy'
His singing voice when he's thinking he's alone,
'What a pretty boy'
His giggles whenever I do something stupid,
'What a pretty boy'
His soft whispering voice,
'What a pretty boy'
His love for animals,
'What a pretty boy'
The way he gives people a handshake, covering their hands with both of his, shaking their hand lightly,
'What a pretty boy'
Him curling up to me and whimpering when lightning strikes outside,
'What a pretty boy'
His love for flowers,
'What a pretty boy'
Everything about him,
It was just so..
Pretty.
It's impossible to replicate that amount of beauty in a person as much as him.
His glasses were so clean and shiny,
His clothes were so neat
His shoes always polished
His kind actions.
Everything.
So, so, so, pretty.
His black soft wings.
So pretty.
But, no matter how pretty inside out, he still has parts of him, mentally, that aren't so pretty.
It destroys him.
It wrecked him.
But yet, he is still, so, so, so pretty.
But he's not just ANY pretty boy, oh no, he is MY pretty boy, and that is all that matters.
*Tap Tap Tap*
"Russland?" My German asked,
"Oh, yea?" I replyed.
"What are you writing?" He asked again, inquisitivly.
"Oh.. uh.." I blush intensly at his curiousity. He peers over at my writing and reads in line for line. I see tears well in his eyes,
"Aww.. Russia! That is so sweet!" Germany said, shakily. I hugged him close. "Thank you!" He said happily.
"You're welcome, my pretty boy."
YOU ARE READING
•RusGer oneshots•
FanfictionPicture used isn't mine. Yuh this is a book of my OTP So basically, I can do, angst, fluff, or whatever you and I desire! (As long as its SFW, i only do SFW writings now)
