One-shots! Hetalia x Reader!

Sick Russia (Russia x Reader)

Russia x Reader

Requested by: @Russia_Fangirl

-Pumpkin

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" Three voices screamed as you were cooking in the kitchen.

You turned off the stove as you checked what was going on.

You saw the Baltic Trio running into the living room tripping over a rug and toppled over each other with papers flying around them.

You sighed, "what's the problem?" You were a cook at the Soviet's household who was looking for a job since you graduated from Culinary Arts.

"W-we need you to take care of Mr. Russia." Latvia stuttered. You saw Latvia as your little brother because of his shyness and mostly all of the cute stuttering.

"Why?"

"Because we have errands to do. We're representing Mr. Russia while his sick."

"And I thought that man wouldn't ever get sick," you sighed as you agreed on taking care of Russia.

The trio thanked you and went wherever the meeting was held.

"A sick Russia... This is new." You pondered as you walked back in the kitchen, "lucky him that I made shchi." You smiled as you continued cooking the soup.

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Russia was in his room with a high fever of a hundred degrees because thirty-six or forty to ninety-nine was nothing to him.

He can't move a muscle well, he gets easily tired when he stands up and the worst of all was that he had a major headache and his aura comes out along with it.

Then he heard a knock on the door.

"Mr. Russia." A soothing voice that made Russia feel a bit better rang through the door.

"Who is it?" He spoke weakly.

"It's me (Y/N)." Russia's heart skipped a beat.

"Come in." The young cook went in as he said.

Russia had his reasons why he likes, no loves her.

One, she was kind-hearted.

Two, she has a smile that makes him melt.

Three, she loves sunflowers.

Four, they both like shchi.

And five, she isn't afraid of him.

"What happened to you now sir?" You sighed as you placed the tray down by his side table.

You placed your hand on his forehead as you pulled it back and shook it, "its like your a hundred degrees!" You exclaimed as you entered the bathroom opening the medicine cabinet looking for Paracetamol.

You found one and gave one of the pills to Russia.

"I don't need those (Y/N)."

"You do now swallow." You gave him the pill and helped him drink his water.

You fed Russia the shchi you made. You fed him quietly as you admired how he looked like.

'He looks like a innocent child.' You smiled as you continued to feed him.

Sooner or later he fell asleep while you put a cold wet towel on his head to cool down his temperature.

As you were about to leave the room your arm was grabbed by Russia's.

"(Y/N).... Please don't go." He mumbled.

"But I have to go back to my room."

"Sleep here." You blushed.

"W-What?"

"Please... I don't want to be alone." You saw his face that was running down with tears.

You couldn't help it, but climbed unto his bed and laid down beside him.

He pulled you into a hug,"you know what (Y/N)?"

"Hm?"

"You are the first person who wasn't afraid of me other that Ukraine and Belarus... Why is that?"

"Because.... Even the scariest have their side of being good. No matter how scary you are, you are always good." You smiled to yourself as you snuggled closer to him.

"Is that so?"

"Da." You started to feel drowsy and closed you eyes.

Before you fell into your sleep you heard this.

"Я люблю тебя мой прекрасный matroyshka."

(Translation: I love you my beautiful matroyshka)

Sorry for the late update. I had to write this story twice because I wasn't sure on what to put.

Next up is a Germany x Reader requested by @Little_Feliciana!

Ciao for now!

-Pumpkin