No clue what compelled me to write this. You can take it as a pairing gesture or just a sibling thing. I wrote it as a sibling thing more of. I hope Russia wasn't too OC.

And for those who don't know in Russian, a nickname for Ivan is Vanya, and Natalia is Natasha. Nicknames are only used by people you are close to.

I was in Vanya's room. He had rushed out and left his scarf, and I sat on his bed just looking at it. I reached out and picked it up, sitting down on his bed as doing so. I ran my hand up and down the scarf feeling the softness of the fabric. It had an old smell to it, it reminded me of our childhood. I carefully wrapped it around my next. It was warm, unlike Vanya. He was so cold, no wonder he needed his scarf. I pulled it a little tighter, it felt warmer, I pulled tighter and tight till I had a weird feeling in my neck. I was aware I couldn't breathe, was this suffocation? The feeling didn't feel painful, or not too much. It was just very tight. I saw some blotches in my vision, and soon my head started pounded. I felt dizzy, I pulled it tighter not exactly sure why though.

"Natasha!" I heard Vanya's voice, he must have just came cause I didn't notice his a few seconds ago. I heard his footsteps rush towards me.

"Vanya?" I turned to look at him but by then my vision went black, I felt myself start to fall but strong hands caught me, I felt the scarf be yanked away from my neck. The friction made my neck burn. I gasped for air instinctively, my neck where the scarf was, now felt pain full. Almost like stinging.

"Natasha! What were you doing!" I looked up at Vanya, his violet eyes looked worried.

"I...I don't know" I admitted, my voice was softer than usual and a little rougher. It just happened I don't really know why. Vanya wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight in a hug.

"I don't want to loose you" He said. I hugged him back, he felt cold as usual.

"I'm sorry Vanya." I kissed his cheek.