𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 「CountryHumans x Fem! Reader」

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•Y/N's POV•

Pulling into the driveway, you all grab your bags and head inside. "We're back!" You call as you walk inside. But what you see inside is France and UK talking to someone... that person being...

Russia?

Damn, he's Tall. He looks to be 6'9 or ... maybe more. He's taller than Canada, who used to be the tallest of the group, being about 6'4. 

He turned to you, mumbling something under his breath, you hear it but don't understand it. "Привет." He uttered, crossing his arms. You know what 'Привет' means because Ayla loves to confuse you with random languages. 

"I am Russia, I guess you're owner of this house, Y/N, да?" He questioned in a heavy Russian accent. You nod, shaking his hand. 

the UK clears his throat. "Russia and his father came here the same way we did," He states. "So they came through a portal?" You clarify. the UK nods as you turn your head back to Russia then back at the UK.

"Russia's father, Soviet, is in the loo at the moment," the UK added. Almost right after that was said, A man walks into the room. 

His whole body is red, with an eye patch of a hammer and sickle and an ushanka similar to Russia's, you assume this is Soviet.

The man looks at you, holding his hand out for a handshake. "Привет, товарищ. You're Y/N, да?" He inquires in a heavy accent.

You nod and smile, shaking his hand. "Yes, I am."  You look up at him. he's even taller than Russia ... He looks to be 7'0+!

Russia clears his throat. "UK says that you have allowed everyone to live with you. Would it be okay for me and my Father to live with you as well?" He asks. You nod, you might as well.

Soviet's whole demeanour changes from a disinterested attitude to a glad and grateful one as he hugs you tightly. "спасибо, товарищ!" 

America speaks up. "What's the sleep situation?" He asks. You blink a few times. you totally forgot about that. All of the beds are already in use, and you're currently sharing a bed with Nada.

"Uhm... Well... " You take a moment to think. "I can sleep on floor," Soviet States. You nod. "Well, there's enough room in the bed me and Canada are sharing for one more," You offer, looking at Russia. 

He nods. "Sure, I guess so," You nod and glance at Canada for his opinion. He just nods and walks off to the bedroom.

You follow him there so that you can apologize for your decision. Canada sits down on the bed looking like he's thinking.

You walk over and sit down next to him, not noticing Russia watching from the doorway. "Sorry for offering to let Russia sleep in here with us without asking for your opinion." You apologize.

"No, no.. It's alright, Y/N," He says, getting back up. "I'm gonna go change and get ready for bed," He tells you, grabbing his bags and walking off.

Russia watches as Canada passes him in the doorway to head to the bathroom so he can change. Russia walks in and looks down at you. "Why?"

You blink a few times. Why? what does he mean by that? "What?" you ask. Russia looks at you as if you were an idiot. "Why did you let me and my father live here with you?" He interrogates.

"Because I'm not heartless. I can't just send you two out to live on the streets," You answer as if it were obvious. Russia looks content with your answer and nods. "Alright. America mentioned a trip to Germany?"