She laughed.
Even in was the smallest grin, I was satisfied.
I'll keep Alfred around until he stops being entertaining.
(Y/N)'s laugh slowly transformed into a smile, then back to nothing.
(Y/N) looked at me.
"Why are you smiling?" She huffed. It sounded rude, but I knew she wouldn't do that.
"Because you did, my sunflower!" I beamed.
I kept calling her sunflower. Not on purpose, though. She didn't mind though. (Y/N) never corrected me or looked at me funny. She didn't correct me or laugh. She just accepted it.
Her expression changed to sadness.
(Y/N) tried her best to contain her sorrow. But sometimes she would cry, and I would protect her.
But everytime I did hug her, my chest would burn.
What was that feeling?
I hugged (Y/N) tightly and hummed a lullaby to her.
After a while of silence, she released herself.
"Why... do you care?"
Why... do I care? Why do I care...? I didn't know what to say. I couldn't describe what my mind was telling me.
All I could think of was jumbled sentances and made up words.
The only thing I could do was smile.
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FanfictionI regret writing this fanfiction, and so, any praise or criticism will most likely go ignored. Apologies. I don't know what I was thinking, but, I won't delete it. =The actual bio for the story= Ivan attends Hetalia Academy. He doesn't have many fri...
