Russia X Self Harm! Maid! Reader

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You couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed in yourself as you returned to your old bloody habit. You were heading down the stairs as Ivan had called you and gathered Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania as well as you to the hall. As you headed down the stairs you felt a little dizzy due to the blood loss you were suffering from, you had felt it once or twice before but you were sure not to let it bother you. Your face had become more pale then usual which caused some of the nations to look a little worried, Latvia was the first to speak up, "Y/N, you are not looking so good, maybe you should lie down!" this made Ivan's attention fly from the others to you in a matter of heart beats. "I am fine Latvia, do not be so concerned!" you simply stated matter-of-factly. "Anyway, you are most probably wondering why I have gathered you all here?" Ivan began not taking his eye contact on you.

"Germany has invited me over for dinner at his, I refused and said that he should come here so I expect that the mansion needs to be as clean as possible!" he began, his voice was barely risen but it seemed so loud in your fragile ears. "Da?" he questioned finally as you all nodded, your grabbed onto the stair railing for a little support as your stomach stung softly, you looked down to see little beads of blood begin to stain on your dull blue dress. You gulped and tried to cover it quickly with your free hand but it was too late, Russia had already noticed but no one else had. You looked up as if nothing had happened and nodded gently yourself, sighing as you went to go back up stairs as everyone scattered. Ivan followed slowly, acting as if he wasn't paying any attention to you when it was the complete and utter opposite really!

You headed quickly to your room for a change in attire and as you shut the door, causing the small cuts to leak more and damage your dress a hand pushed back. You tried your hardest to stop it opening until Russia walked in, he turned to you and looked at your stomach. "Sunflower, you seem to be bleeding!" he spoke pointing it out as alarm bells ran in your head. "I know that Ivan, I accidently hurt myself whilst cleaning!" you lied, he seemed to be able to see straight through this as he shook his head. "No you didn't..." he trailed off as you looked a little concerned as you rolled your eyes. "I am only telling the truth, believe me or not!" you tried to persist as you failed in doing so. He looked at you, his eyes watching you unamused, "May I see the wound then?" he also persisted not giving up on his half of the small fight. "No, sorry, it is in an awkward place!" you almost demanded against his request as he walked over to you. "Then tell me the truth!" you gulped a little looking down, unsure what to do as he questioned you more, like it was an military interrogation.

"Okay fine!" you began, "But you cannot tell anyone about it!" he nodded and swore that he wouldn't speak a word to another soul unless you told him he could. You explained the whole situation too him, reasons and what you did. He didn't seem to surprised when you told him, he didn't really express any different emotions which aggravated you slightly. He wanted to know and now he did, he didn't seem to care. It didn't make you upset really, you didn't expect him too but you were suddenly cut off from your thoughts when a saddened sigh escaped his lungs, "Stop will you sunflower, for me!" you looked confused at this moment, your face must of been a picture worth taking as you tilted your head. "okay?" you questioned yourself slightly as you looked even more dazzled. "I know I don't have any right to tell you what to do, however I do care for you and I don't want you to be hurt, I want to protect you and I cant when you aren't protecting yourself from harm!" he explained as you sighed looking down and nodding. "Alright Ivan!" you exclaimed a little saddened yourself as he pulled you into a hug and smiled, "Thank you..."

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