Russia's POV
I wake up and get out of bed today there's a meeting I'm going to tell everyone that me and china are together i get ready and lay china a outfit on the bed i sneak behind him and grab him he screams and yells "russia you scared the hell outta me! Stop doing that" "but your so cute when your scared" he rolls his eyes and pulls on his cloths he didnt wear the clothes i got him he probably didnt see them he has on black skinny jeans with a red top that goes over your fingers and it has a hood he pulls out his head phones and listens to his music we get in the car and drive to the meeting when we arrive we part ways and go take out seats it's the and as usual britan and France fighting and america claiming hhe's the hero and germany yelling i stand up and say "everyone please be quiet da" they all sit down and be quiet "vhat is it russia" "i have something to tell you all" "well me and china have been dating da" "vhat really how long" "about a year" "honhonhon hear that britan he's taken" "shut up you wanker!" "well can we continue aru" "yes we can" everyone goes back to being loud and annoying so i just sit there and think to myself about how ill ask him when it's time to ask the question
