Since half of my house was burnt down, Ivan had asked me to stay with him.
"I would love to.. but.." I say, averting my eyes.
"Da?" Ivan asks eagerly.
"But.. it would be a bother for you if I did, wouldn't it--"
"Nihon doesn't bother me! I love being with him!" Ivan protests, taking my hand. I smile, taking my spare hand and running it down his pale face. The way he persists is so adorable.
"Only until my house is rebuilt. I don't want to turn into Austria." I chuckle, my gaze soft.
Ivan smiles, smiles big. He jumps up from his seat, knocking me over in a hug. "Ah! Ivan!" I yelp, feeling smothered. He puts his lips to my ear,
"You get to stay in my room, da?" he breathes, making my face turn red. "You get to sleep with me, da?"
"You don't have a guestroom!?" I ask, my eyes widening. Ivan laughs softly, nipping my ear. I squirm under him, feeling myself grow hot.