- Russia x Reader
- Chapter 03
I awoke, rubbing my eyes only to hear grunting and curses in the bathroom. It was then I noticed I was on a bed, and a double one at that. I got up, curious as to who was making those noises, hoping I wasn’t paired with some insane pervert. After a swift knock of the door, I burnt when I heard Ivan, nervously answering.
“O-Oh (f/n)! Y-You awake n-now?” It wasn’t soon after I heard ruffling and tap water running. I waited as he came out, deep as a sun dried tomato Antonio hid in his bag, rubbing his hands on the back of his jeans. He wasn’t wearing his usual beige coat, or his pink scarf, but instead a blue short sleeved shirt that showed his muscled arms, hiding the fact he was big boned. I smiled a little, teasing him a bit.
“Have fun in there?” His blush just deepened, making him all the more awkward. He looked anywhere but me, and as I grew curious, he shook a little from embarrassment. I eventually shrugged it off, saying it was natural for guys his age. “You better get some clean clothes and get a quick shower. I don’t want you stinking the place up.” I giggled, walking back to the main room. I jumped back on the bed, yawning again, snuggling up to a pillow before drifting back to my sleep.
Once again I woke up, but this time it was natural. I smiled, yawning, thankfully fully rested. I snuggled closer to my cushion which had seemed to grow in size. I then looked up; Ivan’s sleeping face close to my own, his arms draped over my side. I felt my cheeks burn up as my body tensed, causing Ivan to stir.
“Hmm… Oh… Did you need the bathroom?” His sleepy eyes looked to me with pure innocence as I nodded, taking his excuse. He soon moved his arm from me and lifting his body up so I could move my own. I scampered off to the bathroom, burning harder. He was dressed in a night gown and pants, something I’ve not seen many men his age wear. Not like I’ve seen many men in bed, but I have my cousins, brothers and father to look upon. They usually wore boxer shorts or pants if not the bold type. I flushed to make it seem like I went bathroom and washed my hands before heading back to bed.
“It was cold without you…” He murmured, snuggling close once I was in the bed again. I lifted the sheets, covering him, telling him that the sheets would keep him warm, but he refused, declaring that I was the main source of warmth. I just burnt and sat up all night watching the big boy rest.
Skin by SimplySilent
