You found the most beautiful spot in the park, a shady spot under a giant oak tree, overlooking
the pond.
You unpacked the basket, your nerves running high.
"Um, so Russia, what do you think of my country so far?" You asked quietly.
"Your country is great. It's so warm here."
You giggled. "We hardly ever get snow here. Maybe that's why I like your country so much."
He looked at you questionably.
"I love the snow and cold. It gives you a good excuse to cuddle with somebody." You explain but
regretted that last part.
Russia just smiled like he always does.
You cared on the small talk till you finished lunch. You decide on a walk around the lake.
"(Country name)?"
"Um, yeah Russia."
He took your hand that had the ring on it. "Where did you get this?"
"Oh, well...I...don't remember. I've had it for so long."
"You always wear all the time, da?"
"Um, yes."
"Why?"
"Shot he had to ask me that. Well the worst he can say is no."
"Because I...I really like you. I always have." You looked down at your feet as you talked.
He hooked a finger under your chin making you look at him.
He put his forehead against yours. "You become one, da?"
50 shades of red fell upon your cheeks.
"Da." You said in almost a whisper.
He kissed your lips gently. You kiss back just as gently.
"If this is a dream I'm never waking up."
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