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Hetalia Russia x reader

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“OK (y/n)! It's your first world meeting!” The loud Alfred F. Jones practically yelled at you.  “So make a lot of friends, and what ever you do avoid Russia.” “why?” she asked. “well, Russia’s really scary! He could snap at anytime!” he yelled again. You were very scared  and made sure to be on the look out for any crazy looking people.

Most of the seats were already taken, except for one next to a guy with his head down and a polar bear on his head. You took your seat. “Does this happen at every meeting?” (y/n) asked while turning to Canada. “W-well kinda.” he stared “we don’t get much done if we arnt yelling at each other..” He said some what nervously. “W-why are you talking to me anyway?” he asked her. “well why not? We are friends aren't we?” she smiled as she  reached out to shake his hand. “ I’m representing (y/c), but you can call me (y/n)” she told him “I’m Canada but you can call me Mathew” he said returning a smile as he turned his attention back to his paper.

~ Le time skip~

From the window you could see a large sunflower garden. She thought It might be a nice idea to pay it a visit. America and England were agreeing about who knows what, so this might be the best time to sneak away form America.

The tall flowers towered over her head. She pulled one down to get a closer look. She admired the big yellow then released it. She though of how nice and warm the weather was today. A sudden cold gush of wind flew by her. It wasn’t scary, in fact it almost welcomed her. The presence of somebody else was lingering through her mind. All the flowers serounding her began to shuffle and come closer to her.

“Not funny Alfred! Stop joking around!” she called out. The presence felt closer then before. Just as she was thinking of running away, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She slowly but cautiously turned around. She was greeted by a pair of purple child like eyes. “ Are you lost little one?” she asked. Speechless she just nodded.

He took hold of he hand and guided her out the sunflower patch. “Sunflowers are nice, Da?” he asked. “y- yes I've always been fond of them.” she said trying to calm the shakiness in her voice. “So whats your name little one?” he asked. “I'm (y/n), here to represent (y/c)” she said witch a prod look. He chuckled at her confidence.

~meanwhile in the meeting room!~

“Dude England! You cant just put random U's in all my words. Like color dosent have a U in it.” America argued. After awhile poor England just gave up. What was he to do now if England wouldn’t listen to him? He thought he might see how (y/n) was doing. He looked around for her but no luck. He peered out the window to find her holding hands with Russia?! He run as fast as he could to “save” her.

~back to the story!~

He chuckled at her confidence. “well, I'm Ivan here representing-” “RUSSIA! Let her go!” Alfred cut him off. “Huh?!” he called out. “your Russia?” she asked “Da!” he replied. “L-let go of her.” Alfred said trying to hide the scariness in his tone. “I can take care of myself you know!” she yelled at him.

How can someone so “scary” look an acct like this? “well I guess I should go. It was nice meeting you” she said with a smile. “wait.” he put a sunflower in her hair and kissed her cheek. “see you at the next meeting (y/n)!” he said be for he left her. Her face turned I light shade of pink. “i told you not to talk to him!” America yelled. “i idnt know that was him!” she yelled back. “what do you mean scary! He was super nice!” she yelled again angry. He stayed silent the rest of the day.

That night she went to bed with the though of him kissing her cheek. ' I think I might like the meetings' she thought
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