Love in Politics ( PoohPavel)

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Pooh woke up from his mini nap, feeling a strong urge to be closer to Pavel. He checked the time it was almost 7 PM.

 Hearing soft noises from the kitchen, he made his way there. He found Pavel decorating a pizza with Prim, their soft giggles brightening the room.

"Oh, you're awake?" Pavel asked when he noticed Pooh leaning against the kitchen door with a fond smile on his face.

"Papa, who's that uncle?" Prim asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"That uncle is my best friend," Pavel replied.

"Hi, Uncle," Prim said cheerfully, and Pooh chuckled at her.

"Where's your wife?" Pooh asked, stepping further into the kitchen.

Pavel shrugged. "She's busy today."

Prim chimed in, "Mama is busy today."

"Oh, okay," Pooh said, sitting on a stool near the kitchen cabinet.

Pooh waited until Prim left the kitchen. He then quietly walked up behind Pavel, who was busy washing dishes, and hugged him from behind. Pavel tensed up, surprised.

"W-what are you doing?" Pavel stammered.

"So, I'm just a best friend, huh?" Pooh asked, tightening his grip on Pavel's waist.

"Pooh, stop. Prim might come in," Pavel said nervously.

"Tell her that we are lovers. Come on," Pooh insisted.

"Pooh, please, go easy on me. Okay, I will tell her when the time comes. To make it up to you, I will do anything you want today, but after she sleeps, okay?"

"Really?" Pooh asked, brushing his lips against Pavel's neck, causing him to shiver.

"Y-yes," Pavel replied.

Pooh placed a soft kiss on Pavel's cheek and then went back to sit down, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. Pavel, feeling a mixture of anticipation and anxiety, continued with the dishes, glancing occasionally at Pooh, who watched him with affectionate eyes.

As the evening progressed, Pavel finished making the pizza, and they all sat down to eat. Prim's laughter filled the room, a stark contrast to the tension between Pavel and Pooh. After dinner, Pavel tucked Prim into bed, reading her a story until she drifted off to sleep. Once he was sure she was sound asleep, he quietly closed her door and returned to the living room where Pooh was waiting.

"Okay," Pavel said softly, "She's asleep."

Pooh stood up, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and affection. "So, about making it up to me..."

Pavel nodded, feeling his heart race. "Yes, anything you want."

Pooh stepped closer, pulling Pavel into a tender embrace. "All I want is you," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to Pavel's lips.