Latvia x Iceland

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Raivis doodled on a piece of paper given to him, bored and tired. After Toris and Eduard left, Ivan has been pushing him beyond his limit, making him do double the chores (half not even being needed to attend to). But he never complained, never voiced his opinion. Not anymore, that is. Sparing a quick glance at Ivan, he notoced the man was conserving with China. Maybe he can get a minute worth of sleep...

"10 minute break, I can't deal vith you dummkopfs!" Germany yelled, massaging his temples. Raivis sighed in relief but luck was never on his side.

"Little Raivis, why don't you go find someone to talk to, da?" Ivan says, patting his back quite roughly. Great, just fucking great, he thought numbly.

"Yes Mr. Russia" he whispered, getting out of his seat and wondered among the nations. No one would bother talkung to him, knowing he was Russia's "property".

"Whatever that meant" he thought, avoiding being bumped into with ease. As he moved more to the isolated corner of the meeting room, he heard the flutter of wings and a piglike groaning noise. Tilting his head to the side, he followed the sound and saw a cute bird. A puffin to be exact.

"H-hey...what are y-you doing here alone, little bird?" He whispers, watching as the bird hopped over to him. It pecked at his trousers, causing him to giggle and kneel down. He pet it gently, massaging it's scalp.

"He never really likes anyone. You must be special" a quiet voice spoke from behind him. Raivis jumped on and spun around, a small squeak escaping his lips. He knew the nation in front of him, he saw him around and with the Nordics (who Estonia was crazy about).

"O-oh! Mr. Iceland, I forgot this was your pet. I'm sorry" Raivis bows his head respectfully, his response being an heaved sigh. He heard footsteps coming closer and two fingers were suddenly placed under his chin, lifting his head up so he met eye contact with the other teenage nation.

"My name is Emil. You're Latvia, right?" Emil asks, removing his fingers from Raivis' face. Depsite the touch being so luring and holding comfort, the Lativan nation held his ground. He watched silently as Emil picked up the puffin and placed it on his head. When the Icelandic boy looked at him expectedly, he blushed furiously.

"Yes, I'm Latvia. You may call me Raivis" he patted himself on the back for not stuttering a single word, but perhaps it was because Emil's aura was calm and non-aggressive. The other nodded and gestured for him to follow, which Raivis happily did so. Normally he yearned to walk on his own with Mr. Russia or one of his sisters following him but this was different. He had a feeling in his gut that Emil would never hurt him. He stuck by that feeling as they talked to one another, each ahout their families and their nations. Raivis stared at the taller boy with wide, shining eyes, clearly in awe at the description Emil gave him.

"Wow...you're country is so beauitful" Emil blushed. A compliment about someone's country is a compliment to the personification. He stared Raivis in the eyes, memerized in the beauty of them. They were a light ingido color, with a hue of violet. They were wide and full of innocence and youth.

"I like your eyes..." he mumbles, not realizing he said it out loud. Raivis looked surprised but smiled softly at him.

"I like yours too" he says happily, which surprised him for a second. Its been a while since he felt happy and free. He decided he liked spending rime with the Icelandic, hoping they can be friends.

"Damn, we have to get back, Lukas is going to kill me. Come, we only have a minute" Both teenagers ran down the hall, bumping into citizens and laughing as they did so. They reached the room just in time, each taking their respective seats. Both were smiling and looking happier. They had each other now. No one would take that away.

A/N - Sorry it's short but this may be an multi chapter/or series. Your opinion matters so please let me know. But this is the beginning of a friendship between our adorable Latvia and Iceland! Thank you all for reading!

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