Stargazing, RussiaxReader You yawned and sat up in bed to find that there was a stunning lack of Russian beside you. You sighed, rubbed your eyes, and flung the covers from your form before swinging your legs over the side of the bed. You winced slightly at the foreign cold feeling that raced through your bare feet.Stargazing, RussiaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You knew that Ivan wasn't up to anything horrible, at least that was what you hoped, but that didn't curb your curiosity. He was always up to something interesting. One night, you woke up to find him making beef dumplings in the kitchen because he, quote, "felt like it was a beef dumpling morning."
You smiled at the memory. You may not completely understand everything he does but you thought that all those things added to his charm.
You padded down the long and dark hallway of his house, staring at the multiple pictures along the wall as you went. They were framed pictures someone took of you and Ivan during random intervals of your life. Your favorite was a picture of Ivan wrapp