Russia x Child!Reader
That was the first sound to reach your ears. Off in the distance you could see a small fire. The shadows seemed to be dancing around the fire, tip-toeing just out of the fires orange/yellow glow, but still close enough to be seen by the human eye. The shadows continued to dance, one stopping to stare at you.
Sending you a toothy grin, the shadow extended its clawed hand. Its claws dripping with some foreign liquid, turning on your heel you screamed, your cloak billowing out around you. Another fire appeared in the distance, you could see no dancing shadows around this one. You could only see the form of another small body that was staring into the fire. The shadow stopped following you once you were in the safety of the boy's fire.
Looking at you, the boys cold, and seemingly lifeless purple eyes stared back at you causing you to feel uncomfortable; you decided that you would take a seat next to the boy. His purple eyes following your ever move, taking a seat down next to him the boy sent you a small if not teasing smirk, moving his lips as he said.
"Оставайтесь в свет." *1 tilting your head to the side you said. "I'm sorry…but I don't understand what you're saying…do you know English…or can you write it out?" the boy moved, now standing up you could see that there was bright red streak flowing down from the right side of his face that was hidden from the dim light created by the fire.
Smiling down at you the boy said. "Ваша умру здесь, как и я!" *2 with that the boy pushed you away, running off into the woods, you could hear gunfire and the sound of people screaming, unable to stop yourself you chased after the little boy, only for something to hit you in the head. Sending you face down into the snow, your shaky vision focusing on one thing.
The image of the boy from earlier holding an AK-47 in his hand, his eyes full of sadness as he slowly faded away from your vision, but not before you saw a stray tear run down his face.
Your eyes snapped open; you could hear the sounds of pages being turned, and then the typing of keys. Slowly, you raised yourself up out of bed, your eyes landing on the same man from before, staring at him you could see that he and the boy looked alike; well…it was only the eyes really. You couldn't say much of anything else was the same.
The man had taken notice of you, walking towards you he leaned down on one knee, looking you over once he said. "Are you okay?" ah, so he's speaking English now. Shaking your head you mumbled. "N-no…I…I had a nightmare." The Russian man looked down at you, glancing back to where he was before he said. "Ah, sorry that I did not notice." Shaking your head you smiled saying, "No, that's okay, you looked busy."
The Russian smiled (or at least it looked like a smile) ruffling your hair he stood up saying. "Well, since you're a new country in the great mother you will be staying under my roof until you've become strong enough to fiend for yourself."
The Russian man started to walk away, grabbing his wrist this caused him to turn around as you said. "Thank you."
"For what?" he asked, looking down at your tiny form, a smile forming on your face you stood up and hugged him saying. "Thank you for helping me, you didn't have to but I'm happy that you did." Staring at you, the Russian man detached you from himself walking back to his computer, still seeing your tiny form standing on the bed, the Russian glared at you.
"Иди спать." *3 the commanding sound of his voice caused you to jump a little bit, throwing the covers you returned back to sleep. This time, it was a peaceful dream, one with no sadness or shadows .Just a peacefully ignorant of a child.
While you were off dreaming, Russia was watching over you a little bit more closely this time. A bit of life in his cold purple eyes, while a warm feeling spread through his chest as he watched the rise and fall of your tiny body.
Letting him know that you were finally asleep.