Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Ivan’s P.O.V.
As I was walking, I was smiling to myself. I walked a little farther, until my home came into view. That was when I heard a gasp. I looked down at ______, only to smile. She was staring wide eyed at my home, looking up at it in amazement. I stopped on the doorstep, putting her down and opening the door, before I took her hand and led her into the warmth of the house. I looked back down at her, only to see her eyes not on me, but on something in front of us. I followed her eyes, and saw Latvia standing there, looking at her. He continued to look at her, before he looked away, and addressed me.
“E-excuse m-me, Russia, s-sir… W-who is this?” he asked, shaking. I smiled at him, and, placing a hand on his head, petting his head, I introduced _____.
“This is ______ ______. She is my new friend! She is to be treated as a guest, da? She is to be respected.” I said, smiling at him. He nodded his head frantically, before he turned back to _____.
“H-hello Miss ______. Y- You can c-call me Raivis, i-if you w-want…” he said, _____ nodding at him and giving him a smile. I glared at him, before I smiled and turned to her, getting her attention.
“_____, I can show you around my house if you would like, da?” I said, smiling down at her. My smile widened when she nodded.
“I would like that Ivan.” She said, and I took her hand and led her deeper into the house.
Reader’s P.O.V.
Ivan’s home was amazing! Every new room we went through was like walking into a new world! I could feel my eyes widen, walking past the living room with a seemingly fluffy couch and a fire place. I heard a chuckle, and I looked up at Ivan smiling to himself. He looked around his home, pointing out things in his house. As we walked around, though, I made sure to stay close to him. I didn’t want to get lost, but at the same time, I was looking all around the house. After a while, I started to feel all that walking catch up with me. I stopped for a second, leaning on what I could only assume was Ivan.
Ivan’s P.O.V.
I felt something leaning on me, and, looking down, found _____’s eyes drooping closed and opening drowsily. I smiled down at her, picking her up and carrying her to her new room, giggling when she moved closer to me.
“Let’s get you comfortable, da?” I whispered, putting her down on the bed and pulling the blanket over her, tucking her in. Moving some hair from her face, I felt my face heat up when she shifted and smiled, before I left the room, quietly closing the door behind me. When I closed her door, though, my smile dropped, and I let a frown overtake my face. ‘Why is she so nice to me? Is this what people call trust? We have only just met and she just fell asleep on me, without a thought… Nobody has ever done that around me before… not even my family, or my friends. This girl is definitely different…’ I thought, getting into my bed and staring up at the ceiling, thinking about nothing but _____ ______.
