You were late yet again to another world meeting. You rushed down the hall bumping into bodies and sending 'I'm sorry' behind without another glance. As you make it to your destination you flung the door open. "Sorry I'm late," you say, noticing that was starting to be a new catch phrase of yours.
"Really, again ______," an irritated Britain says.
"Hey it's not my fault I have to walk here every day," you mumble in return. You noticed that there were no more seats left, except one on either side of Russia. You didn't know why people were scared of him; to you he was just a regular person. But then again people were just stupid and judgmental.
You sit next to him and pay attention to the speech that England was giving before you walked in. You felt someone staring at you. You turn your head to find that it was Russia. "Oh, hello," you say with a smile.
"Why are you sitting here?" he asks.
You looked at him confused before replying. "Last time I checked I could sit where ever I wanted," you say.
"No, no, I did not mean it like that. People are just so scared of me; I just didn't expect you to sit here. Also I'm Ivan," he says sincerely.
"Well Ivan, I'm _______ and I just don't think you're scary is all," you say and focus back to the presentation.
Hours pass and you were exhausted. You were about to head out when you felt a strong, yet gentle hand stop you. You turn to meet the owner of the hand, only to come face to face with Ivan.
"Yes, do you need anything Ivan?"
"Yes, I would like to take you home, Miss ______." You have never been asked to be taken home before and you didn't like to ask people for things. You were very independent.
"Oh, thank you, but I don't want to be a bother-"
"You won't. I can tell you are very tired and all and you do live a long way from here. It wouldn't be any trouble at all," he says interrupting you.
You sigh and give in. "Fine," you say, earning a closed eye smile from him.
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You arrive home shortly, and before dark if you would've walked. You turn to look at Ivan who was already staring at you. "Thank you Ivan, I really appreciate it," you say gratefully.
"No problem. I'll be here tomorrow to pick you up for the next meeting," he says.
"You don't have to do all that."
"But I want to, and you really could use a ride seeing that you're always late," he replied.
"Well okay. Goodbye Ivan, see you tomorrow." You got out of the car.
"Oh and _____..." When you leaned back inside of the car in response, a pair of soft lips pressed against yours forcefully yet gently. When he pulled away you were wide eyed and your cheek had a light pink color.
"Goodbye," he says, and drives off leaving you excited for the next meeting.
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A/N: well that was...interesting, hope you enjoyed it!! Biiiiiiieeeeee!!!! xx
