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A Spy...: Russia x Reader

//I was watching an old Clint Eastwood movie about the Cold War and I got this in my head. Hope u enjoy!

You smiled softly, sitting down on the couch in your house and relaxed, glad to be home from your work as a waitress. You let out a small "ommph" and chuckled softly as your two twins, Victor and Annie, rushed over to you and practically jumped onto your lap.

They were both 4 years old and full of energy. Annie looked just like you, and Victor looked like a mix of you and his father. You held them both close and kissed both of their cheeks, loving both of them.

"Hey mommy? Can you tell us the story about daddy again?" Annie asked, tugging on the sleeve of your blouse.

"Yeah mommy! can you?" Victor chimed in, poking your cheek and nose like you would always do to him.

You just sighed in defeat and nodded, knowing that they would keep pestering you until you said yes. You knew that they loved the story about their dad, since he was gone when they were born so the story was the only thing that they would know him by.

"Ok sweethearts, you ready?" You asked, watching your kids get comfy on your lap. "It all started back in 1960....."

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The year was 1960 and you just turned 20, and you thought your life couldn't get any better. WW2 was long gone, and you were happy about that. You hummed softly, walking to work from your best friend's house. You looked around the city of New York, never bored of the giant, beautiful city.

You got to the diner that you worked at, smiling as you waved hello to your co-workers. You grabbed your notepad and waited for the dinner rush, since it was about 6:00 PM. A lot of people came in, but they didn't sit at the tables that you were supposed to wait on.

When the crowd died down, a man walked in, very tall and wearing a tan trench coat and a white scarf. You've never seen him before and he sat in the corner of the diner, at a more secluded table which was one of yours. You smiled brightly, happy that you could actually do your job now.

You walked up to the table where the man was sitting and pulled out your notepad and a pen.

"Hello! I'm _____, your waitress for the evening. Can I start you off with a drink?" You ask in a kind tone, wanting him to feel comfortable. You gasped quietly when he turned his head to look at you. He had the most beautiful eyes. They were a bright violet color, and you've never seen eyes that color before.

He smiled softly when he looked at you.

"Can I just have a small glass of ice water?" He asked, having a faint accent. You couldn't pin where that accent came from, but you thought it suited him nicely.

You nodded and went to go get the man a glass of water, humming to the music playing on the radio as you gave him his glass.

"Would you like anything to eat, sir?" You asked him, waiting for a response. He skimmed through the menu and shook his head.

"No, thank you though." He replied, starting to read one of the newspapers in the diner. The man kept coming day after day, only ordering a glass of water. You were curious, and wanted to know his name.

So one day, when he came into the diner and sat down in his usual spot, you walked up to him again, noticing that he was watching you walk up to him with a soft smile on his face.

"Um, excuse me? I don't mean to sound rude but what's your name?" You asked him, sitting down across from him. The diner wasn't busy at all so you could take a little break.

He smiled a bit bigger and got comfy in his seat. "My name is Ivan. You're a very nice girl, _____." He replied softly. You just blushed slightly and looked away, since you've never really had people flatter you before. He let out a small chuckle at your shyness.

"Today, I want to order the usual ice water but maybe you could spend time with me today? It doesn't look like your diner is very busy at all." He stated as you got up to get him his ice water.

"Of course, Ivan. I'd be happy to talk with you." You replied softly, before leaving and coming back later with his water. You sat back down and talked to him, and this started to become a little routine for the both of you.

Months passed and you and Ivan grew close, him always meeting you at the diner you worked at. You would question yourself if you thought any more of him, like if you started to grow feelings towards the taller man.

You decided that you did start to love him, and you could tell that his feelings towards you were mutual. As he got up to leave he tapped your shoulder to get your attention.

"Hey _____, do you think you could leave work early today? I want to bring you somewhere." He said, a slight pleading look in his eyes. You smiled and went to ask your boss and she said yes, since it was a slow day. You left with him, hand in hand, as he brought you around the city.

He stopped by the apartment that he lived in and turned to face you. "_____..... I think I'm in love with you." He said softly, holding both of your hands. You blushed a soft pink and didn't reply, deciding to show your feelings through actions. You kissed him lovingly, feeling his arms wrapped around your waist. You stayed like that with him until you both parted for air, a matching blush on both of your faces. He brought you up to his apartment and showed you just how much he loved you.

You ended up staying the night at his place, and you blushed at the memories of the night before. He was already awake by the time you woke up, dressed in a tank top and shorts, waiting for you to wake up also. He made you a delicious breakfast and let you wear his clothes as you washed your work uniform. Once it was done, you changed into your own clothes and kissed his cheek, knowing that you'd have to leave for work soon.

"I have to leave for work now, Ivan. I wish I could stay longer. I hope I get to see you at the diner later today, ok?" You said, smiling and giving him a hug before leaving his apartment an going to work.

You stood around the diner, waiting for Ivan to arrive. You were in such a happy mood and almost everyone could tell. You heard the paperboy yelling, signaling that the new issue of the paper is out. You bought the paper from the paperboy and the headline read, "Russian Spy Caught, Is Russia Wanting WW3?" You gasped softly at the title, thinking that you might've ran into the spy before and had never noticed. You forgot that Ivan never showed up that night, and your boss let everyone leave early so they could get their sleep and see the execution the following morning.

You woke up early, getting dressed and rushing outside to Times Square, where the execution was being held. Your face went pale and your eyes widened when you saw that the spy they caught was your Ivan. He supposedly lied to you when he said he was from the Czech Republic, and that almost brought you to tears. Ivan was looking at all of the faces in the crowd, freezing up a bit when he saw your face, tears streaming down your face. He mouthed the words "I love you" before looking down at the ground.

You couldn't watch this anymore. You turned and left the crowd of people, rushing back to your house. You ears a loud gunshot resonate from where you were earlier and that just made you lose it. You fell onto your knees and kept crying, not wanting to believe that Ivan was a spy. You knew that he genuinely loved you and you wished he didn't have to be killed. You at least wanted something to remember him by. Something that both you and Ivan didn't know, though, was that you were pregnant with his children. You found out later and smiled softly, vowing that you would never leave them and to always make sure they never forgot who their father was, and you knew Ivan would like that.

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You sighed softly, wiping a tear from your eye as you finished your story. You looked down at your twins and saw them fast asleep on your lap. You smiled and picked both of them up, tucking them in their beds before going outside into your backyard. You looked up at the sky and smiled, knowing that Ivan would be proud of you.

// to many feelsssssssssssssssssss. I hope u ppl enjoyed it and don't forget to vote and request~!