Ivan and Alfred are perfect for each other. Yet, they have a bad history... When a world meeting takes place in Russia, Alfred tries to open up to his crush, with a little help from other nations, with some ships on the side!
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(America) Another world meeting, yet again. I'm not necessarily looking forward to it, but maybe I can get closer to Ivan... Even though he is kinda scary, he seems to be a sweet, misunderstood guy. But wouldn't anyone be scared of him? Like, his sisters are terrifying.
I finish getting ready, and I get on the flight to the next meeting. It's in Russia this time. What a coincidence...
After getting on the plane, I decide to rest my eyes. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that this meeting will be one of the longest ones... and the coldest ones... I should have grabbed warmer clothes, instead of my bomber jacket. Crap... Well, there is no going back now I guess.
After a few minutes, the drowsiness of sleep overtakes me. And after what seems to be 15 minutes, I land in Moscow. It looks so pretty! The snow is falling lightly, and the architecture is beautiful...
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I get off the plane, and I see Ivan, waiting there for me... "Good day there!" Ivan smiles, with his heavy Russian accent, trying to be friendly for once... How cute. "Oh, hey dude!" I say, returning the smile. "I hope you don't mind me wanting to do the 'hanging outs' with you... I thought it could be a fun thing!" The Russian exclaims.
How much cuter can he get?! He seems to be trying so hard to use American slang... I want to squeal!
"I would be pretty nice to fix our friendship... after that war... Heh." I nervously confess.
"Dat's what I has been thinking! I'm glad to be on the same page as you." Ivan says.
"The meeting doesn't start for anothers hour, so do you want to see some some of sights? I mean... as friend. Da, as friend..." He stutters, playing with his scarf... He's pretty nervous.
"Well, of course, silly!" I play coy. I don't want to say something so soon...
"I knew you would understand! let gets going!" The tall man cheers, and takes my hand, eager to show me his home...
My lord, he is too adorable!He is like a ginormous cuddly teddy bear. That can murder me with ease... But I feel like I can trust him. He seems completely harmless in that light pink scarf that brings out his beautiful, large, lavender eyes... why the hell am I so gay for him? Help me!
