Russia x Child Reader Chapter 2

It's warm and soft.

Light is shining through your closed eye lids. You try to open them, but you just couldn't for some reason. As your body starts to regain feeling, you can feel yourself lying on/ in something warm and plush, you also feel a light silky fabric on your skin, someone must have got you out of your winter clothes at some point. But the negative side of regaining senses is that you can feel pain. Oh yes, you can feel pain. Your whole left side was aching. It was like painful pins and needles were stabbing you through the bone to your skin. Then you heard voices talking, the sound was quite faint but you could hear the conversation.

"Are you sure that she'll be ok?" It was the Russian man's voice.

"Brother, she has a few broken bones and bruises. She'll most likely be in bed for a few weeks before she can recover," This time it was a soft woman's voice. "Have you let her mother know she's here?"

"I've had Estonia look into her records. Her mother died in a car accident 5 years ago and she has no other family members that could take care of her, so she had to live with that drunkard bastard."

"Poor thing… What should we do with her then?"

"We take care of her of course; Oh, I forgot to thank you for helping her, Ukraine."

"That's not a problem big brother."

The pain in your leg was starting to hurt a little more. You moaned a little, rolling your head to the left. You could hear a door open and two sets of footsteps walking towards you. "(y/n) can you hear me? My name is Russia or Ivan; can you please move your toes to let us know that you can hear us?"

You slightly moved your toes, but only a little. The pain shot up your legs but you were able to hold back a cry. "That's it little one, my name is Ukraine or Katyusha. Now, could you please try and open your eyes for us?" The woman now known as Ukraine asked.

It was a struggle for you; it felt as if your eyelids were super glued shut. But after a few attempts you were able to open your (e/c) eyes. "There we go (y/n)" Russia said. Your eye sight was blurry. There were purple blotches in your vision. It then turned into the Russians purple eyes. Your vision was back to normal after a few seconds. You turned your head and saw a woman with short blonde hair with a white head band and teal eyes. She wears a long white sleeved blouse and blue overalls. "It's about time you woke up sleepy head." She smiled.

"What?" You asked, still in a light daze.

"Oh!? Your bandages are a bit dirty I'll go and get some new ones for you." And with a smile she bounced out the brown wooden door. You finally looked at the room you were being cared for in. It was a large room with white walls, a window on one of the left walls, a wooden door, a desk, a red and white circular carpet and a few photographs/paintings on the walls. Then it hit you. You're alone in a room with the Russian man who had a pipe and had a menacing look on his face. You started to shake with fear because of the memories you had of that night. Ivan noticed that you were shaking.

"What's wrong little one? Why are you shaking?" He walked over to your bed that you were in and sat beside you. Hundreds of questions started to run through your head. "S-sir, what happened? Where is my father? What will happen to me... and why did you help me?" You blabbered out. Russia then greeted you into a surprise hug, he was warm and for some strange reason you felt the safest you have ever been in your life.

"Easy, Sunflower, don't strain yourself I will explain it to you. Your father threw you backwards, you blacked out and I brought you here. I asked my big sister, Ukraine, and we both took care of you. At one point your injuries were that bad we'd thought you wouldn't make it through the day. After all you were out for about two days. As for your father… let's just say he's in a place where he can never, ever touch you again. As for the reason why I helped you is because I've never seen a beautiful little girl be hurt by her own father. I just can't stand for people to hurt little innocent children. Now I think you deserve a little more sleep, you look tired still."

He laid you down gently and stroked your (h/l) (h/c). You couldn't believe that you ever thought that this man was scary. He saved your life and he's taken care of you. No one's ever done that for you. "Thank you papa… I love you."

The Russian man looked at you with a cute, childish smile. He leaned forward and kissed your forehead.

"I love you too, my little sunflower. I'll always be there to protect you and I'll make sure that Papa Russia will be the best papa in the world. I promise."

You made a smile and fell asleep to your new papa singing a beautiful calming lullaby.

The End