Favors (Russia x Reader) (Part One?)

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A loud ringing filled your small house, and you rushed to the phone, tripping over various things that littered your floor.

When you finally picked up you heared a Russian voice "Hello (county name) it would be OK if I stayed at your home, da?"

You flinched, remembering how scary the large man was. But you knew this was the chance of a life time.

You quickly responded, saying "That would be fine Russia, but you owe me."

Yes, it was risky saying such a thing, but you could hear the urgency in his voice and decided that he might have to except.

The line was silent for a moment before I heard a slightly muffled belarusian(?) Voice over the line "Big Brother~."

You suddenly understood the poor Russians situation as his anxious voice responded "of course, I will be the soon, thank you little sunflower."

As the line went dead you started to collect things off the floor and put them in their proper places. Soon the sound of your door bell filled the house and you rushed to answer it.

Standing on your door step was Russia wearing his usual outfit. You noticed that he had a small suitcase with him so you assumed he would be staying the night.

You said nothing as you moved out of the way for him to enter you home. He smiled at you and admired your small price of heaven, taking note of how every thing seemed to be thrown around. Though he was not used to the mess of the house, as his was always cleaned, it had it a sort of homey feel.

"Thank you for letting me stay here sunflower! We will have fun, da?" His purple aura surrounded him at the last sentence.

You nervously chuckled and took his stuff to you guest bed room. Returning to the living room and taking out a deck of cards.

You almost never used them, but decided that since you finally had someone to play with that you might as well put them to use.

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Meh I don't know what I'm doing, I'll make a. . . more interesting part two to this if I get enough confidence.

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