Ch-7

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USSR'S POV
Never in my life have I ever felt so bad for someone.
"USSR............What happened to you!?"
"Just a little fight....."
"A LITTLE FIGHT!?!?!? YOU'RE BLEEDING!!!"
"It's just a scratch. I'm fine........"
"USSR! YOU NEED INSTANT FIRST AID!" Said India, pulling me inside. My blood stained the floor.
"Where are the kids?" I say, not being able to see my little ones.
"Getting ready........ I told them to put on their best outfit and behaviour........" Said India, examining my fresh wounds.
"Ow! That hurt!"
"I need you to take of your shirt, so that I can have a better look, Please."
I nodded my head. I slowly took of my coat followed by my white shirt, which was stained red. It was honestly very painful to do anything with a 'maybe fractured' shoulder.
"OH MY GOD!!! IS THAT A BULLET!?!?!? YOU........... WERE SHOT!?!?!?" Yelled India.
I nod my head, somehow feeling very guilty. I all of a sudden realised that India was wearing a formal suit and his legs looked amazing in tight pants. He leaned over me and tried taking out the bullet with a forcep. He was fully concentrated.
"Ah-OW!!! GOSH!!" I scream while India successfully pulled out the bullet. He kept it aside and looked at me with those sympathetic eyes. He took out a bottle of sanitizer and a lot of cotton. He stuffed my mouth with a cloth and said "What I'm gonna do might hurt just a teenzy-weenzy bit. If it hurts, biting the cloth would 'bye-bye' the pain away." I giggled at his choice of words. He smiled and sprayed the sanitizer on my fresh cut. I screamed out loud. It hurt more than break-up!! My scream got muffled in the cloth that I was biting on!! It did no good!!! India looked worried but he was busy with my wound. He took some cotton and wiped my shoulder. The cotton turned bloody red. India kept continuing wiping my bloody shoulder till it was no longer.................. bloody. I throat was already dry and soar from screaming that much. India took a gauze bandage and wrapped my shoulder in it. It was no longer bleeding, it didn't even hurt that much anymore, but the cloth in my mouth suffocated me. India pulled the cloth out of my mouth, I was just hyper-breathing. My head was spinning from all that hyper-ventilation. "Were you shot anywhere else?" Asked an anxious India. "My leg. But I'm sure the bullet didn't cause much injury." I tell him. He pulled up my pants all the way up to the knee. "The bullet seems to have fallen out. Your leg is just bleeding a bit. It would heal faster than your shoulder!" He said smiling. I smiled back and again............... He sprayed sanitizer on it!! I tried my best not to scream! "OW!!!! IT HURTS!!!" India wiped off the blood and wrapped my leg in gauze bandage. "Huh............ Finally! You should be ok now!" Smiled India. "Oh, By the way, why are you dressed like this and what are the kids getting ready for?" I asked curiously. "Hope you didn't forget that you promised to take us all on a family dinner date. That's what we're getting ready for!" Said India in his usual happy mood. "Wait, I said that....?" I asked, not believing. "............Yes............?" Said India, raising an eyebrow. Shit! How did I forget!?!? "I'll get ready!" I yell.
"I'll wait outside then."
"Thanks India!"
"No probbies!"
India walked out the door. He is a great doctor actually. I love him so much! I put on my most formal wear. I try to hide my injuries with my dress. I usually prefer covering my whole body. That's what I did! I fixed my messy hair and put on my favourite perfume. I get out of my room and see my kids and India, or should I say my family, waiting for me. My kids looked adorable in the little suits. "Daddy! You're late!"
"We've been waiting for you Daddy, for 2000 years!"
"Let's go Daddy! Quick!"
India couldn't control himself and laughed out loud.
"What? Do I look funny?" I ask.
"What!? No! You look good!"
"Good? Not 'Great'?"
India just laughed out louder. My kids also started laughing!!!! I got annoyed but still,I loved seeingy family happy.
"Ok, enough laughing. We're already late." I smiled.
My kids nodded their heads and followed me and India towards the car. As a habit, I turned on the car radio. India got shocked. "Hm??" He said. "I hope you're ok with these songs?"
"Oh yes I am. I don't understand anything so........."
"What was tha-"
"Nothing!"

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I find this chapter adorable!
Happy Mahasaptami!!!!!! 💋😘🥰🥳

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