I am Ukrainian🇺🇦. (A VLODYMYR ZELENSKYY FANFIC)

Chapter 8

The next morning I woke up in   bed with him. When he carried me here I don't know and care very little about all that matter was he was still here with me. I jolted fully awake when he suddenly whispered "Shit!" loudly.

I looked at him asking "Amor what is wrong? Do you regret last night? Did you not enjoy it? What's happening?"

He looked about to pass out from a panic attack. He looked up and said "I enjoyed it very much. Please just tell me you are on birth control and we did not just do something stupid and wrong." I looked at him putting the puzzle together in my mind. Not being able to I finally said "ok you need to use all your words and explain what you are feeling and doing to me because I am not great at building this puzzle." He look really panicked when he said "I never asked you about protection. We never talked about it and I realized I was being selfish. I never took your feelings into consideration. What if I got you pregnant? What will our parents say? It will not look good if the president had a baby out of wedlock. I don't even know if I am ready to be a father..." I realized that he was rambling and I understand why. But it was still a little bit adorable watching him stress over the small things.

" Vova" I called him but he kept rambling. "Vova" I called again. Finally I just leaned over and kissed him. That shocked him into silence. "Vova..." I began carefully almost at a whisper. "We have to talk and I want you to pay attention for me ok, put your fears aside for 1 min ok. Can you do that for me?" He swallowed loudly looking at me. I could see the fear in his eyes. I climed on his lap looked him in the eye and said "firstly I wanted to say I enjoyed last night. I don't regret a second of it. I also want to add that I am not on any form of birth control because of medical issues. As far as getting pregnant you can chill out. I can't get pregnant. I had chemotherapy and as a result I am unable to get pregnant. Confirmed by 3 doctors. So no reason to worry about it. " I smiled softly at him. His eyes were full of fears and tears when he asked if I was ok now." I nodded and said yes. I am great. I still have days where I am tired but my poor medical team doesn't know if its because of the lekeumia, heart attack or heart transplant. But I am fine clean bill of health." His face now changed to shock. His fingers tracked the scar on my chest." This is it the heart opperation scar?" I simply nodded. He looked sad again as he asked" when did this happen?" I looked down now playing with his necklace." 2 years ago" I mumbled in a whisper.

"Fuck Jorja. 2 years ago it was like yesterday and you didn't stop me last night? I could have hurt you." It was my turn to be shocked. Was he seriously feeling bad for this. As I was still working though my thoughts. He gently pulled me off him, got up, put his pants on and started to pace. I just stayed quiet I did not know what to say. He finally came to a standstill before the window looking ouside. I got up wrapped my arms around him with my head on his back saying "I am sorry if I hurt you. I should have told you but it still scares me to think of how close I came to loosing it all. Most days I just wanted to give up when I felt really sick or it was hurting to much.  But then my dad would come hold me and just make me feel better. I.... "my words hanging in the air as he turned around and held me to him hugging me. After a long silence. I looked up and said" I am sorry I can't give you children and that I didn't tell you." I just hugged him tighter and listened to his heartbeat.
" There is always IVF, surrogacy, embrio adoption, and adoption. We can look into any of those if you want to have children. " he said while kissing my head.

After a while there was a knock on the door. It was one of his people reminding him he had a meeting soon.

We got in the shower clean up and got dressed for the day.

Vova and I spent a lot of time together where he was showing me around Ukraine between important meetings and calls.

In public we would never hold hands or kiss to be professional and not have any rumors floating around.

One day in the second month there he said lets go do something for today pack a jacket and your passport. I said sure.

As we got on the plane I asked him where we were going he told me that it is a surprise and that I will know when we get there. I kept looking out the window as he worked.

We ended up in Swiss. We spend the day walking and having fun eating the most delicious foods. Even visiting a chocolate factory.

By the evening we landed on a old church as we walked inside he gave me this mysterious grin. I asked what was going on in his head. He smiled and said. I always dreamed of secretly getting married in a old church like this. In a country away from mine. Telling nobody. Untill one day casually in a conversation dropping the news. I was stunned yet it sounded like fun. I told him that it could be fun if it was for the right reasons.

He got down on one knee and held this cute panda ring box out to me with a beautiful charm in it saying "I can't imagine any part of my life where you aren't there. I know we have only been together for a few months but I want to be with you forever. Please be my wife? “ I pulled him up and kissed him.

We got married that day in Swiss. After knowing each other only for about 3 months. We promised to keep things as they were I would visit him, he would visit me. We would skype, text and call. We both got bracelets instead of wedding bands we weren't ready for that step yet.