Russia x reader (maybe lemon?)

Chapter 4 ~ ...and Happy Birthday

Previously...

In the middle of our conversation, someone yells from the top of the stair way. "(Y/N)!! Come up here this instant! You've been down there for over and HOUR!!"

Oh no...

It's my father.

....also

And now...back to the present.

Y/n POV

I quickly stood up and grabbed the tray that Ivan quickly pushed out. While I was doing this, Ivan was hiding the pillow, blanket, and sweater that I gave him into a giant pot that for some reason was sitting outside of of his cell. I give Ivan a look of horror while he gives me a comforting smile. How can he be so calm?!

"(Y/n), don't worry. We will be alright. Just go.." He says with the sweetest smile. I return his smile and I quickly set down the tray to hug him through the bars. "Alright..see you soon Ivan."

"See you soon (Y/n)...."

And with that I slowly peel myself off of him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. However, Ivan wanted to give me a kiss on the cheek as well. As we turned our heads, our lips quickly brushed against each other. We look at each other with flushed red cheeks. We smile at each other and pulls me back for another kiss. We stayed that way for a while until father yelled for me once more, but a lot louder this time.. I softly jump and pull away from him, giving him a beautiful smile as I start to head up the stairs with the tray.

When I get to the top, father is waiting there with his arms folded. His eyebrows are making him look grumpier than he normally is...and that's hard to do with those bushes. I softly clear my throat. "F-Father I was just-," before I could even finish, he cuts me off. "Put the tray in the kitchen, and go to your room. NOW. You're not allowed to leave until I have a talk with you." He demanded. I quickly nod and I start stomp past him.

You know...why is he being so pissy about this..?! I mean yeah I spent an hour down there, but common...nobody is perfect!! And why is he treating me like a little girl!? If I was still a little girl to him, he probably shouldn't even have given me this job! Give it to Lulu or Po for all I care!! OR....you know what?! OR JUST DO IT YOURSELF!! GAH! Now there's a million questions in my head!!

After putting the tray in the kitchen, I walk past Lulu-.....I mean...Lithuania...on my way to my room. If I'm a 19 year old I should probably call people by there actual name... I slam the door behind me as I flop onto my bed, hugging one of the decorative pillows. I hear my door softly open and close. Thinking it's father, i threw the pillow I was holding at whoever entered, yelling "GO AWAY!" The pillow hit the person and they let out an "OOF!"

I curl up into a ball as the person sits on my bed beside me. They softy start to rub my back, but I snap a "don't touch me" at them. They sigh, "(Y/n)....what happened..? You're usually never like this.." the person calmly asks. Oh....it's just Lithuania.

I groan and I turn to look at him. He gives me a concerned look as I sit up. I sit there quietly as he kept on rubbing my back, patiently waiting for me to answer his question. After what felt like an eternity, I finally spoke up. "I....I'm a little made a father..."