A Nerd and A Football Player

"Mr. Braginski, you have the right to remain silent."

Aghhhhhh! I'm pretty upset with my computer. The other day, *cough last week* I was playing Team Fortress 2 on my computer when suddenly everything stopped working. I tried endlessly restarting my computer, control alt delete and all that jazz. Keep in mind, I'm the equivalent to my parents when it comes to working my laptop. So long story short, this chapter was supposed to be posted on Valentine's Day. I greatly apologize for this little issue, but it's been resolved! I sincerely hope you like this chapter, and as always comments and feedback are much appreciated. Feel free to check out some of my other works while waiting for the next chapter ^3^

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Finally. A year ago today, Ivan sat home alone watching some show he didn't even like on netflix while he drank the day away. It's not that he was depressed, no no. He just simply couldn't stand to see his best friends going out with cute girls under their arms, laughing and smiling and exchanging sweet kisses.

The boy opened his eyes slowly looking around the unfamiliar room, with the weird smelling paint, and a subtle- quiet and calming ticking of a small clock.

"Morning." A soft voice rang through the air, annoying and obnoxious as ever. Ivan sighed running an ungloved hand through his silvery blond hair and placing it underneath his head. "Goodmorning." He replied back softly letting his eyelids become heavy again, yet he wouldn't allow himself to fall asleep.

Neither of them said anything for a moment as they sank into a deep silence. The American cleared his throat and leaned up against the table, placing a hand gently on the marble counter.

"Thank you. By the way." His crystal blue eyes shifted uncomfortably away from two violet glowing orbs in the corner of the room. "I didn't think you'd come by yesterday. Well, I mean you didn't have to." The football player ran his foot from in front of him on the floor to back behind his other foot.

The Russian simply raised his hand and smiled. "Alfred, don't worry about it. All I was concerned about was if you were alright." He noticed the boy had changed into something more, comfortable. He wore a loose red t-shirt with blue sleeves, and a pair of white grey sweats.

That being said, he couldn't help but realize that he was still dressed in his uncomfortable blue school uniform.

Alfred coughed a little uncomfortably. "S-So." He started, looking anywhere but where the Russian lay on his quite ugly and beaten up couch. "Today's that day y'know."

The violet eyed boy could feel his heart starting to race in his chest. Valentine's Day. The day where couples got together and did well...coupley things? Had he ever had a date on Valentine's Day? Of course! Was it always his older sister Ukraine out of pity? Definitely. But he could feel it. Alfred was about to ask. Ask something that Ivan had been for since last year.

"Singles awareness day!" The American all but yelled.

Ivan was sure he awoke the entirety of Canada. Alfred's roommate next door.

"Aha...da." Of course. The tone in the Russian's voice simply meant of course. He wasn't expecting some kind of love confession although he certainly wouldn't complain about that, oh no. He would cherish that for days to come. But at least he expected something like "Well you're alone and I'm alone so let's netflix and chill?" Or...well somewhere along those lines. Maybe not exactly...

"Haha, I'm totally joking. But like it kinda sucks y'know? A whole day dedicated to couples and their sweet relationships. Don't get me wrong I think it's absolutely adorable but kinda lonely for the guys who don't have anyone." And Alfred had never made more sense to the Russian boy.

"But hey I got to thinking right." This was never good. "So you probably remember the other day in class right?" He shifted once again. "I asked you if you'd maybe wanna go out with me sometime and get burgers."

Alfred could feel his face heat up as blood rose to his cheeks.

"No I mean, well I meant would you wanna stop and do somethin' fun? Something like get food and hang out. Just you and me what do ya say?"

Ivan could see the sparkle in Alfred's eyes as he spoke. The glowing blue he'd seen not too long ago in class returned and made Ivan sit up and watch him contently. The boy across the room pushed up his glasses and continued talking. Ivan almost felt dazed watching him happily explaining his plan. He pulled his scarf up over his nose and let his eyes fall half lidded, resting his chin in his crossed arms which lay over the arm of Alfred's chair.

"As I said before, American. I'd love to." He smiled behind the fabric concealing half his face, and the only indication that he was in fact smiling was how his eyes became small but sparkling all the same. There was something about the way he smiled; the way butterflies seemed to escape from the pit of his stomach and the way he almost trapped the beautiful whiteness and peacefulness of the Russian winter right there in his heart and his crystal violet eyes. He had the kind of smile that made you feel happy to be right there in that given moment. Alfred felt himself feeling an actual pain in his chest, like a blunt object sticking him in the side all because of this boy's smile. He was pretty sure that he was the only one who'd ever seen this genuine of a smile from him.

"Food and video games it is then." The American declared raising his fist in the air and slamming down on the counter like a judge declaring the fate of the defendant. Once Alfred himself caught on to that he raised his voice and deepened it all at the same time. "I sentence you to the day with me, no excuses. But first Mr. Braginski, I need'ta change." And just like that the blonde boy disappeared behind the little hallway, where Ivan heard a door close and a little click to follow.

"Well Mr. Braginski," Ivan started to himself, leaning back and covering his eyes with his arm, "You've been sentenced to a day with your dream boy." He sighed and chuckled, whispering again. "You have the right to remain silent from here on out."