Scarf problem.// Russia x Turkey.

Why only boxer?

Sadık's pov.

After we go back to Ivan's house. I felt too tired to talk or say, so I just take a quick shower, and walk upstairs, sheepishly climb up to the bed, there were cold outside, Ivan is downstairs I guess. I digging under the soft, warm blanket that full of Ivan's scent. Slowly fall asleep. The smell of Ivan crashed my nose. He smell nice in fact, even if he drink a lot of vodka so that normal that he have a scent of slight vodka. But he also smell like a snow, I can't feel a thing and I fall in to a deep, peaceful sleep.

Ivan's pov.

I'm looking for Sadık and can't found him. So well, I open the faucet and let the hot water wetting my hair,  I like hot water, I know that it usually burn my skin but who care? I take a long shower after I wash my hair. When I done, came out with a boxer and tank-top. I go to fridge, open it and look for some vodka to drink. Nah.... Two bottle left, I should go to buy it tomorrow. I drank some and walk upstairs, I don't see any clue of Sadık about where he was. As I switch the light open, I saw a ball of something curled up in my blanket. What the hell is that? I thought as pull the blanket away to see what is that ball. Oh.... Sadık almost naked, he have only a boxer. Well, you think this is Egypt or your country in a hot summer or what? This is Russia! And even me, I still needs tank-top. And he where only a boxer. I shook my head with that thought.  ... I grin, take a photo of him. Then I climb up to bed quietly not to wake him up. Hug him from behind and pull the blanket to cover us. Kissed his nape and snuggled his tanned neck.

"Sweet dream tulip." I whispered, then fall into a sleep as well.