RussiaxReader

Sneaking out of school is hard, you just realized.

Your plan had been to:
1. Go to the bathroom
2. Walk to the girl's room on the first floor
3. Remove the window and jump out

Simple,yes?

No. Nada. Nope. In other words, WRONG.
How it had really gone:
1. Got kidnapped by Ivan Braginski
2. Fuck
3. Time to die. You were gonna die

Yes, you only needed that one horrific detail to destroy your simple and easy plan. Though you couldn't really remember why you wanted to get out of school, you were pretty sure it was to either get away from Ivan, or to get away from the cafeteria.

*sigh*

And now you were in a closet, kidnapped by the giant, abominable Russian. Why was he wearing that creepy coat and scarf inside anyways?

When you're sure he's not looking at you, you dare to glance up at his face. Ivan's eyes are closed, he's slumped against the wall of the closet, and smiling. You blanch.

"Um..Ivan? Why'd you bring me here ....exactly?" You question timidly, failing to be all un-afraid and smart.

Ivan smiles at you. "I thought we could have lunch together. At my house. We don't have a full day of school today, correct?"

Yes, yes you do! your mind keeps screaming.

You blink and shiver. "R-Really? I didn't know that..."

Now, your mind is screaming: Don't be a wimp! He'll make you his bitch if you keep acting like this! *bitch slaps*

Right. Yes, you have to be strong. "Hey Ivan, if you're gonna go to the trouble of kidnapping me, could I pick what we have for lunch?"

"Sure, my lovely." He says, smiling as always.

You stiffen. L-Lovely...? How nice...WAIT. NOOOOOO, that was definitely creepy.

"We'll take my car." Ivan says happily, grabbing your hand and opening the door.

Son of a fuck....you were going to die with this man.

As the two of you sweep by (Ivan doing the sweeping, you just hang by him and try to keep up) all the school's staff give you apologetic and sympathetic gazes. Seriously, what the shit?

"I-I take it you'll be leaving for the day, M-Mr. Braginski?" A normally stern teacher asks.

Ivan beams down at you. "Yes. Maybe I won't come back tomorrow, you never know."

You glare confusedly at the teacher, a straight-up HELP-ME-HERE-I'M-DYING look. Before you can give the fucknut the finger, Ivan is striding out the door, you in tow.

He walks you to his car, which happens to be a boxy cartoon-like Nissan.

...The shit...?

Ivan smiles at you s you take in the monstrosity of the colorful paintings adorning his car. Really, what were you expecting? Normal? Rainbow knives, yellow and orange demons, ooh-and purple flames rising from hell! Neat-o!

You try to run away, but Ivan holds you still. He's carrying and jingling his keys by his side, loosely swinging them. You try to find a way, or an excuse, anything to escape.

"H-Hey Ivan?" You ask, purposely changing your expression from scared as all hell to pleading and helpless. "I really need to go to the bathroom. REALLY."

Ivan smiles and pats your head. "Sure, I'll come with you."


You wait for him to say, Just kidding, or something, but that moment doesn't come.
"Okay then..."


AFTER THE LONG LONG WALK BACK AND WEIRD STARES


Escape plan failed, you shrug into Ivan's grip and surrender to him. He smiles at your willingness and opens the door. You sigh, very heavily/dramatically, and slide down in the passenger's seat.

Ivan smiles and speeds off to his house, or where ever he intends to bring you.

                                       ~~

You're at Ivan's house now, and staring up at the 9 foot sunflowers that grow next to his mailbox. Ivan recognizes the look of awe on your face and smiles.

"You like them too, ____?" He asks, and somehow, you don't find it creepy.

"Yeah...they're really pretty." You say softly.

"I have the best lunch for us, you'll love it! Let's go inside." Ivan happily ushers you into his home.

You giggle and follow along.

                                ~~1 year later~~

Today was the first one year anniversary of you and Ivan. Well, since Ivan had asked you to be his girlfriend. You were going to celebrate by having a picnic, just like you had done so at his house for the first time.

"You got the basket _____?" Ivan asks, stepping out of his house and onto his porch, the brilliant sunlight blinding him or a moment.

He looks around in search of you, and finds his car gone, also.

He hears a noise, and turns in the direction of it.

"Bitch stole my car keys!" He growls, and runs after you so you don't wreck his car.

You laugh and slow to a stop. "Sorry, really! It was so fun and...and your keys were on the counter ...so.. but I'll get out now. Bye."

You try to escape Ivan as he runs for you, but then you remember the most important thing you've ever learned by dating him: No matter how far you run, nor how cleverly you hide, he WILL get you.

Ivan grabs you from behind and tickles your sides. Your eyes tear up and you squeak. "IVAN! Stop it, I mean it!"

Ivan complies, but throws you over his shoulder. "Hey ___, can we just eat in my backyard? I don't feel like driving all the way to the park."

You giggle and hang your face by Ivan's, kissing him on the cheek. "I'll go anywhere with you, it doesn't matter."

Ivan's face brightens and he smiles. Kissing your forehead, he carries you and you're picnic basket back around his house.

Ivan's backyard is made mostly of high grass, but in the middle of it, there is a huge camphor tree. It's huge branches spread wildly in all directions, gnarled and beautiful.

"Ugh, it's been such a long time since we've had a good picnic Ivan!" You laugh, and run to spread the blanket on the ground. Ivan follows silently and takes a seat, taking out an apple from his basket.


You stare at it for a moment. "An apple? Where's my candy you son of a bitch?"

Ivan laughs for a second and moves closer, sticking the apple in your mouth. "There you are. Nature's sweetest candy."

You grumble and remove the green apple.

Ivan laughs and holds your face still for a second, admiring the shape and form of it. "You've changed so much since I met you."He mumbles softly and kisses your forehead.

You blush and lean into his hold on you. Ivan loosens his hand and brings you closer for a kiss. You smile and kiss his lips.
As you pull away, he pinches your nose.

"Ouch!"

"I couldn't help it- you were so cute-"

"NO JUICE FOR YOU."