It had been 3 weeks since America bombed Moscow and Britain was recovering very well
but he couldn't see very well and would almost constantly be holding the sleeve of Soviet's coat like a scared child
Soviet and Britain had moved to Soviet's cabin in the middle of nowhere in forest
No pov
"I have to go to UN headquarters for a week for some meetings" Soviet says (is that a word idk I'm going to use it)
"Can I come?" Britain replies
"Sure. Better get packing we leave tomorrow" Soviet saysNext day
"Have you packed everything you need?" Soviet says
"Yea" Britain replies
"Ok we need to start heading to the train station" Soviet saysThey get to the station and on to the train Britain gets out a notepad and start drawing
"What you doing?" Soviet asks
"Drawing. Well trying it's hard to draw when you can't really see your drawing" Britain says(End of chapter sorry it's short
I will show what Britain was drawing in the next chapter bye)
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Nuclear love
FanfictionBritain somehow ends up in Moscow right before disaster strikes