Stalker | ThirdUnion

20: Proposal

Reich sat at the small table once again, a warm bowl of soup sat in front of him. He stared down at the creamed color soup, he needed to eat it but didn't want to.

Reich looked up, seeing Soviet sitting across from him, already poking at his food.

After about a minute of silence Reich finally started eating his food, which wasn't too bad actually.

Minutes passed, and Reich eventually felt the Russian's eyes on him.

Reich looked up again to see Soviet just staring at him. The Russian smiled once they made eye contact, he chuckled seeing Reich's confused expression.

"You're so cute."

Reich blushed and looked away. He shouldn't be be blushing right now, like really, but even now he still couldn't handle complements. Even in this situation, and especially from someone he had feelings for, but he wasn't sure if those feelings were still there anymore.

Soviet hummed and continued to watch him. Reich didn't like the other's staring, but finished his meal anyways.

"So Reichy."

Said person looked up at Soviet.

"I think it's time we go over some things in our relationship."

Reich paused, what relationship? Their friendship was over since the man literally kidnapped him.

"What do you mean Soviet?"

The Russian hummed and smiled like a goof. "Oh. Come with me dear."

Soviet stood up and ushered Reich to follow him. Reich did so, but only because he had to.

Soviet brought him over to the living room, and sat him down on the couch, Soviet sat down right next to him of course.

The Russian smiled at him. And once they were both settled, he took both of the German's hands into his.

"Reichy."

Reich looked up at him, he felt a bit uncomfortable in this situation, but went along with it anyways.

"Will you marry me?"

Reich felt his stomach drop, whaaaaat?

The German paused, staring at the other's smiling face. He stumbled with himself, unsure of what he should say.

He felt awkward, and was completely sure that the other didn't feel that way about this at all. But, he couldn't just say no, could he? What would Soviet do if he did? Did he want to find out? No, no he didn't.

"Um.." Reich looked away from the Russian face, seeing his expression drop.
"Um.. sorry, Soviet, I um.."

The German shut his mouth, completely stopped by the other's question. But he was sure he couldn't say no, or at least he didn't wanna see what would happen if he did.

"Um. Okay." The German felt his face burn brightly, "Soviet." Reich squeezed the Russian's hands. "It's just." He paused. "This is just a lot for me to handle, a-at the moment, and I-, um.. I don't know if I'm ready for something like that.."

Reich glanced up to see the Russian still staring at him. Reich couldn't read his expression.

"S-Soviet?"

No response.

Reich looked at the other worriedly, did he break him?

But the other's grasp on his hands was still quite tight.

"What do you need then?"

Reich jumped, looking up at the Russian, who stared down at him. His face almost emotionless.

"W-What?"

"What do you need?" Soviet moved his hands to the other's wrist. "What do I need to do to make you ready?"

"Um..." Reich looked away feeling uncomfortable. Was this why Soviet had kidnapped him? To propose? They weren't even dating yet..

"Time. Um. Just, give me some time please.."

Soviet continued to stare at him. Though Reich couldn't see it, he could still feel the other's eyes burning into him.

Reich's heart was beating quickly, he was honestly scared of the Russian, his silence only worried him even more. But eventually Soviet hummed and nodded.

"Okay. Time." Reich yelped as he was suddenly pulled forward and into a hug. His bones cracked as the Russian gave him an incredibly big bear hug. "I can give you time dear."

Reich was suddenly pulled back, and was met face to face with the Russian. Who was smiling at him brightly.

Reich shut his eyes as the other decorated his face with kisses, which only reminded him of his bruised face. But after that, he was quickly pulled back into a hug.

After a couple of minute Soviet began to lay down, taking the German with him.

Reich felt like he was suffocating with how tightly the other was hugging him. But something told him he wouldn't be able to stop the other's cuddly attacks. And it was probably right.

Reich sighed, he gave in, and accepted the cuddles from the other. His mind was a mess, as he was unsure where their 'relationship' stood.

You don't just go from strangers, to friends, to a married couple like.

In all honesty, Soviet's behavior was scaring him.

He missed the old Soviet.

The one who would respect him, and the one who promised to protect him. He liked that Soviet.. but perhaps these where the same Soviets?

Was that possible? Was the old Soviet just this Soviet but not really this Soviet? But perhaps pretending to be another Soviet...?

Oh goodness. Reich mentally slapped himself, as his arms where currently trapped by the Russian.

This was a hot mess.

But Reich couldn't stop his brain from thinking. His mind was racing, reviewing everything that had happened.

What exactly had he agreed to?

Soviet was very happy at the moment, so he had to of said something right. Right?

Reich sighed. Unable to comprehend his thoughts.

Perhaps he just needed to wait this out, maybe this was some weird phase Soviet was in. Yep. Surely it's a phase.

But where did they stand? They where just friends, right? If they where even friends anymore. But Soviet didn't seem to think that, he just proposed!? Like, nani?!

Did this relate to everything else that had happened? The disappearances, the break in at his house, Belgium literally being murdered right in front of him, and now he's been kidnapped.

Was he qualified as 'missing' by now? Surely JE would have called the police for him, right? Unless Soviet had told her not too. Since Soviet knew he was going to her place earlier, perhaps he told her not to worry about it. And that he would be staying with him for now on and forever apparently.

Was this all Soviet's fault? Was he the one who started all of this? But that's absurd! Why would he do that?!

The German shut his eyes, feeling overwhelmed and tired. Perhaps he should sleep this off, if he could.

Reich sighed, feeling the other's arms tighten around him, perhaps this was all the Russian fault. If Reich could ever believe that.

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