[Russia x Reader] One shots!

"Learn your place!"

"Shit!" 

You flew off your bed after you saw what time it was. 9:27 (am). Panicking, and being frustrated as hell, you almost threw your alarm clock at the wall.

"Son of a-!" You stopped your cursing before even finishing it. Yelling wouldn't help, instead you went to get ready as fast as possible, somehow supressing the urge to punch everything in your way. 

Once again you were gonna be late for the World Conference, and this time, you were probably gonna get in real trouble. This was the 4th time in a row, and you were very much aware of that. Hastily grabbing your uniform and boots, you got ready in mere minutes, not even bothering to fix your hair. That was the least of your problems right now. Quickly taking a bun from the kitchen so that you wouldn't starve, you pretty much stormed out of your home, nearly running to the meeting. 

Goodness knows how fast you were, but you were still late by at least 10 minutes. You stood outside of the conference door, panting, but still hearing America (Alfred) playing 'hero' as usual behind the doors. Taking a deep breath, you fixed your hair so that you wouldn't look like a complete mess, and opened the gates. 

"Ah, (C/N). Velcome." 

Germany's (Ludwig's) voice silenced all the others', as the attention moved to you. Smiling nervously, you slightly bowed your head before heading to your seat. 

"Late again, I see. (F/N), du really must take zis seriously. Zis is not a game." Ludwig looked at you seriously, and speaking as if it was some kind of warning, all the while he took notes. You knew it was important to be on time, but it's really the alarm clock's fault. ..And maybe the fact that you stay up way too late. 

"I say she needs discipline. This has happened too many times before, she needs to learn that this is a serious matter!" England's (Arthur's) proposal made some heads nod, and some look questioning. Then a hand rose. 

"But what should we do, aru? There's nothing we can really do in here that could work as a punishment, aru." 

"Don't worry! Your Hero will figure something out! How about banning her from eating hamburgers for a month?? I wouldn't be able to make that, hahaha!" As Alfred continued to laugh at himself, the others started to talk into each others' mouths. It was impossible to make anything out, until the room filled with an unpleasant aura, and the room got a bit more quiet. It's hard to explain, but the room somehow got a.. cold, evil feeling to it. Suddenly, something grabbed your shoulders in a firm grip, and the aura got even stronger than before. You shrieked in surprise, as everyone went completely silent to stare at you and the one behind with terrified expressions. Then you heard it. 

"Become one with Russia instead, da?" The dark, but yet childish voice echoed through the silent room. Knowing now who it was, you got even more scared than the others seemed to be. Cautiously looking up, you saw a frightening Russia (Ivan) looking down at you with a warm smile. And that did it. Suddenly you began to squirm and yell at him to let go, trying to get free from the tall man's grasp. Though, that only made it worse. He spun you on your chair and effortlessly picked you up and over his shoulder, still holding his childish smile in place. You kicked your legs, hit his back with your fists, still shouting at him, and completely ignoring the fact that your face was as red as Spain's (Antonio's) tomatoes. No one in the room dared to help you, thinking, knowing, there was no use to even try. 

"I.. I think (F/N)'s getting her punishment." The British voice was heard from behind a chair, as another soft but still shaky Italian one spoke directly after. "C..Can we continue the meeting now?" 

With that said, everyone quietly got back to their seats, including Ivan who was still carrying you. He sat down on his seat and, surprisingly, set you down rather gently on his lap. 

... His lap. 

It took you a while to process what just happened, but when your mind finally figured out where you were, you went still. You had never thought of ever even touching this man, but sitting on his lap was.. unexpectedly comfortable, and not to mention warm. Russia's big and strong hands were resting softly on your waist to keep you balanced, and it almost seemed as if he was trying to be careful not to be too hard. This shocked you greatly, enough to make you get flustered. And that feeling increased when you noticed everyone staring at the two of you. With your cheeks being hot as hell itself, you shouted at the other countries. 

"JUST CONTINUE ALREADY, AND STOP STARING!!" 

Immediately after the demand, everyone went back to talking, though still glancing back from time to time. You could hear the Russian chuckle behind you, and you felt him lean forward to reach your ear. 

"You will become one with me tonight, (F/N). No mercy~" 

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Well, that was something. As this is my first one shot thingy-ma-jing I'm very sorry if it's bad. Please let me know if you have any tips on how I can improve! :D 
Mkay, I'll see you in the next one! Thank you for reading!