Third person's POV
The bigger country drove the car very professionally. The way to the destination was more like a zig-zag, making India's body sway with the bends. Sooner enough, the car stopped next to a big(hehe) and beautiful mansion. India's jaw dropped when he saw the giant house. "Well, what are you waiting for?" Said the bigger country, hopping out of the car banging the door behind. India got out of the car and looked around. It was pretty late at night though. The sky was lit with glittery stars. India followed the taller country inside the house. It's really been a while since he saw a mansion This big!!
"Oh," said India," I almost forgot! What's your name, kind Sir??"
"Ussr" said he.
"Ussr? You mean Union of Soviet Socialist Republic!"
"Yes, that's the name!"
India's POV
Huh, this Ussr person seems pretty suspicious.........and scary. But why doesn't he smile? Maybe not in the mood? Maybe a traumatic event? No, what can be more traumatic than seeing your dad getting killed infront of you by your step dad? Nothing, right!?
Third person's POV
India followed Ussr through a big hallway, when suddenly 15 little kids hopped out of a room. "Aaaaaa!" Screamed India, jumpscared by the children. "Dad you're back :D" said one of the kids."Dad?" Cooed India. "Yes, I'm a father of 15 kids" said Ussr.
"Isn't 15......like..........too many...?"
"Why? You've got a problem?" Said Ussr, raising an eyebrow.
"No, Sir! Absolutely no problem! I'm sorry"
"You better be"
💭Ugh! He's so rude💭 thought India. "Daddy, who is this?" said one of the kids, pointing towards India. "This is India. He will be living with us, till now" said Ussr, softening his cold, emotionless voice." Wait!!! I will be Living with YOU!!???" Screamed a shocked India. " Ummm.....yes" said Ussr. "Cool!! It will be fun!!" Squeaked the lil' kid. "Ok, Ussr Sir, I think, I've got no problem....." Said India.
Ussr's POV
I lead India into his new room. I hope my kids don't disturb our new visitor. Though, I really feel bad for India. I wonder why he was sitting outside in the rain. I hope he doesn't catch a cold. I think that maybe India would need some clothes. So, I got my oversized T-shirt and decided to give it to India, temporarily. "I think you would like to get changed, or else you will catch a cold" I said. India's eyes rounded and a smile appeared on his lips "Oh, thank you very much, Sir. I'm grateful to you😊". I nodded my head and got out of the room to give him a bit of a privacy. Just when I was about to climb upstairs, India called from behind and said "Ummm....I don't know if I should ask this or not, but, It would be better if you also give me something to wear below". I turned red with..........................embarassment. I ran to my room and quickly grabbed a pair of trousers and handed it over to India, who was standing behind the door. "Thank you,Sir" Smiled India. "Yeah, Yeah whatever." India closed the door and went inside. I face palmed myself, trying to get rid of the visible blush of my face. He really broke my tough guy personality over there. But there is no fucking way that I, the biggest country in the world, just fell in love with a person who I just met.....
Right......................?
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Is This Okay.......? (USSR X India)
Fanfiction(USSR x India.) Look, I know that both the countries are homophobic, but it's fictional. Also, it won't be historically accurate. I'm just using the countries as characters.......... BTW ENJOY!!!
