Soviet hummed quietly to himself, as he scrolled through Reich's phone. Going through his things and seeing what he had been up to.The said German was currently sleeping, right on the Russian's chest, all snuggled up to him.
The affectionate action was making the Russian smile like an idiot. As his Reichy just laid on him, as he rubbed soft circles onto the smaller's back.
Reich's phone was as interesting as Soviet had expected it to be.
Of course, he took multiple photos of the two cuddling and set them as Reich's new wallpaper. Why shouldn't they be his wallpaper?
The Russian had also skipped through the other's photos, as well as his contact list.
He was not surprised to see his German's friends there, and was very quick to block and delete the Italian and Japanese country's information.
Though he was surprised for a moment, to see Russia's number there. He was probably the only child he actually wanted from that fifteen bundle. But if he wanted one of them he had to get all of them.
Soviet spent some more time just going through the web. As he had been researching and studying relationships.
His little dinner plan had worked like a charm, and he had the internet to thank for the idea.
He was learning a lot about what his Reichy may actually enjoy doing. And what cards he could play to make the German like him.
His hunt for relationship advice had led him on an interesting trail. And finally gave him something to look forward to, and to do.
Finally, a new manipulative tactic he could use to lurer his Reichy into his arms.
Obviously his dear was getting tired. Tired of fighting, screaming, crying. Tired of always being in pain.
His best solution was to just give in, but he wouldn't give in to someone like Soviet.
So what's the Russian's tactic? Well, it's actually quite simple. Pretending. Pretending to be a different person, for just a little bit of time.
He held himself back in the beginning of their relationship, he can do it again. He knows he can do it.
He'll have to take a break from hurting his love. But from how things were looking now, he may not even need to hurt his love anymore.
Perhaps he's finally broken the German just enough. Just enough for him to slip in between the cracks.
Instead of making his way into the German's heart with love. He will rip, and forcefully break down the walls around it to get in.
He finally has a chance to truly take his place as his German's lover, and only friend. There would be no one else in the picture but them.
He would change his image from a crazy, murderous, pain-inducing Russian. To a soft, manipulative husband, who only wanted the best for his wife.
He could still be annoying, but he would have to refrain from breaking bones and other people. He could only break minds at the moment.
Soviet knew his Reichy didn't want to give in to him, why would he? But- he didn't want anyone else getting hurt, especially his friends.
Soviet just needed to drill that into his mind. If he doesn't fight, then no one gets hurt. If he does fight, it will be his fault someone else was injured. It would all be his fault. What a terrible person he would be to get some innocent person hurt like that.
The Russian smiled happily to himself, as he shut off Reich's phone and placed it on the charger, and finally onto the bedside table.
He hummed as he shuffled the blankets around a bit, before turning off the lights, and snuggling up to his dear.
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Stalker | Delusional Love
FanfictionStalker Sequel y'all have been asking for 🔥 Reich grumbled as he stared off into the distance, the sun glared harshly at him, yet he didn't care. He was pissed that he was having to deal with this, he would rather die than have to deal with this id...