Rusame - Lets Fuck

Fifty Seven

Ivan leaned over to look at Alfred's eyes. "A little. No one'll notice. Do mine look okay?"

" Y-Yeah a little bit " Alfred takes a look as he heard footsteps approaching the door.

Ivan finished loading up the game file. "If he asks, you're my friend." The fear in his eyes was real as he glanced back to the door.

Alfred looks at Ivan with a confused concerned expression, " Alright "

The door swung open, and Anastasiya scurried inside, giving the boys a tight-lipped smile. Behind her, a giant of a man stalked in, glowering down at the others like a judgemental hawk. He caught sight of Alfred, raising an eyebrow.

Alfred gulps as he was too afraid to open his mouth....he just simply looks up at him then back at his mother.

"Gregori... This is Alfred. One of Ivan's friends. He's staying over for a while in Ivan's room." She explained with a shaky smile. Gregori considered this, before extending a hand for Alfred to shake. "It's nice to meet you. Good to know that my son has a friend." He nodded firmly.

Alfred slowly extended his hand , attempting to smile at the man. " Nice to meet you too sir .."

A flicker of a smile ghosted over his stern features as he shook his hand. "I suppose I'll see you later. Make yourself at home."

Alfred nodded trying to keep on the fake smile.

As Gregori glided out, Anastasiya shot Alfred an apologetic look and mouthed "I'm sorry-" before following after her ex-husband.

He gave her a look that it was okay and signed a little in relief as they finally left the room.

Ivan put down his controller, glancing nervously at the now-closed door. "We ought to go upstairs. Just to get away from him." He stood up, felt dizzy, and immediately sat back down again, rubbing his head.

Alfred curses gently , " Dude we can't walk in this state..." Alfred as well rubbed his head. " Damn he's terrifying. ...."

"I feel ill. It's not the alcohol." He shook his head, trying to get the feeling out. "Let's just try and go."

" Dude...." He sighs and nodded, " Alright..." Alfred attempted to stand, feeling a bit light headed as he walked

Ivan headed up to his room as quietly and quickly as he could. "Inside. Hurry."

Alfred hurried inside and sat himself onto the bed.

The Russian closed the door, sinking down against it with a sigh.

" Are you okay? ... Come sit on the bed..." Alfred looked worried

He looked up, eyes seeming more tired, sunken in as he dragged himself over to the bed. "I don't want him here. I don't know why he's back."

" ....Do you probably think on why he's back? " Alfred hugs him despite being a bit dizzy

"Who knows? Maybe he wants to get back with mum. I sure as hell hope not." He rested his head on Alfred's lap. "He left when I was thirteen, I told you. He hates me from the start."

" ...Would you like to talk about it?.." He caressed Ivans hair

"Yeah. It'd be nice to finally get it all off my chest." Ivan closed his eyes, exhaling as he steeled himself to begin.

"I wasn't ever planned. I was a result of a stupid fling when they first met. He didn't want to keep me, but she did. As soon as I was born, he seemed to decide it was his duty to make me feel as much like shit as I could." He stared blankly up at the ceiling.

Alfred looks at him with a sorrowful expression..." Ivan I'm so sorry...."

"I was never meant to be here. I just keep fucking up." He barely held back a sob. "Before he left... Mum got so angry with me because of what I'd told her. I'd come out to her as gay... And she blamed me. She said that that's why he left us. That's what broke me."

Alfred then started crying as well, " S-She was just angry and upset she didn't mean it " he kept trying to reasure Ivan...." She kept you didn't she?? She loves you very much "

"I don't even know." He buried his face into Alfred's shirt, his body wracked with sobs as he clung to his fiancé. "Then why is he here?"

" She looked scared before did you not see her? She wasn't very happy " He rocked Ivan slowly..." Maybe he's come to his senses..."

"I doubt it." Ivan sat up a little more, wiping his eyes. "Before he went, when he knew about me being... Y'know... He locked me in the wardrobe for a night. Ironic, isn't it? Being forced back into the closet you just came out of?"

"Don't. Did you see how he looked at you when he came in? He already suspects we're dating, let alone engaged. He'll take any chance he gets to get rid of us both."

" I'm sticking with you no matter what Ivan! I'm not gonna let some devil man rip us apart! "

Ivan didn't say a word, he just hid his face in Alfred's chest once again. He sighed softly, pulling the covers over the two of them. "I just want to sleep... I love you."

Alfred sighs , continuously caressing his hair , " Alright...." he kissed Ivans forehead as he got comfortable.

Ivan did his best to sleep, trying to drown out the paranoid thoughts which threatened to submerge him again.

Alfred stated up , still rocking the male slightly trying to calm him down

Ivan stirred a little in his arms, but soon fell into slumber, feeling untouchable in Alfred's embrace.

He sighs a bit relieved...staying up to watch over Ivan.

Occasionally, Ivan would let out a soft whimper of fear or would jolt a little at a little nightmare, but he did not wake.

Alfred watched Ivan , feeling sorry for him....as well angry at how he was treated by his parents. He started to whisper cute sweet nothings, such as ' Its okay Ivan...' , ' I'm here...don't worry baby...' , ' he won't hurt you ' , ' I'll watch over you ' He planted more kisses on his forehead.