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Sing for me // 🇷🇺Russia🇷🇺

You were on your way to Russia's house to help him water his plants but not only that, you had a basketful of muffins that you made for him. The muffins were all different types such as vanilla,chocolate or regular which was just sweet. Some with berries some with chocolate chips and some where plain, they were all in a white paper muffin wrapper and were in a wooden basket with a pink bow on top. You had a not ontop of the muffins and you couldn't wait to give

Them to him, you smiled brightly at the thought of his smile as you skipped to the front door of his house an knocked. You didn't hear a response or anything at all, you looked at the time " 8:45am " You said as you knocked again and again but no one was home, Russia lived by himself but how could he not hear you. It was rude going to someone's house without their permission but you just wanted to make sure, the door

Was open anyway. You headed through the hall way on the left was the living room on the right was the small kitchen and you headed up the white stairs, there was a lamp ontop on the roof of the stairs it was pretty. After making it to the top, the corridor, the light brown colored wooden floor, you saw a glass room at the end which probably wa shush office on the right. Another room on the left was closed, assume was a

guest bedroom or something.
However you knew Russ was in the nearest room near the stair case. The door was slightly open and you could hear him strumming a guitar, you peaked it and looked at him, he was wearing a long sleeves white top, black pants, his usual Ushanka. And near him was a large leaves on the side and one on the roof flowing down with a pretty vine. You saw

the window showing the outside
world and the sunset, slightly letting in the wind to make the curtain flow, held his guitar and there was paper
work on the floor, you assumed that was. His home work he was sitting on.
And lastly there was a small tiny cactus behind him, hopefully he knows. You could hear him clear his throat as he then begun to prepare himself and inhaled while looking away from the door and laughed then sung.

" Should I try to hide
The way I feel inside
My heart for you?
Would you say that you
Would try to love me too?
In your mind could you ever be
Really close to me?
I can tell the way you smile
If i feel that i could be certain then
I would say the things
I want to say tonight
But till i can see
That you'd really care for me
I will dream that someday you'll be
Really close to me
I can tell the way you smile
If i feel that I could be certain then
I would say the things
I want to say tonight
But till I can see
That you'd really care for me
I'll keep trying to hide
The way I feel inside "

You smiled at the sound of his voice as you day dreamed and blushed to his him. You didn't notice he was getting up and when he did you whispered " That was beautiful " You said as he fell backwards startled while screaming. You screamed in response as you fell backwards as well hitting the door shut. " Y/N WHY DID YOU COME IN HERE WITHOUT TELLING ME?!?! " he yelled as you put the basket down on his table and dropped your small black shoulder bag " I'm sorry Russ I was waiting at you door step and

I waited and knocked on your door and you didn't answer. I promise I'll never do it again " You said and was about to leave until you heard him get up and grab your wrist. You turned around as he asked you " it's ok it's fine, I guess it's also my fault for not checking the time. Sorry to keep you waiting " He said with a slight Russian accent. You smiled as he smiled back " What's that over there you put on my table " He asked pointing at the basket. " oh! Those are muffins, I made for you " You said softly as he looked at you and blushed.

" Why, thank you y/n " He smiled and then said " Would you like to hear me sing and play? " He asked as you nodded. " Russ you're so talented " you whispered as he blushed super hard but kissed your forehead, you blushed to as you turn you view away. You both took a minute before sighing and smiling again, he played and sung to you as you rested your head on his knee. You loved to hear his voice, to see his smile, the way his tone was gentle, everything. He felt exactly the same about you, as well.