WARNING: A little smut, but not enough to throw in a warning. XD
You rolled around in your bed, checking the time.
"12:30??!! Damn, I'm late!" You screamed, throwing on a random tee and jeans, slipping into flip-flops and running into the kitchen.
Only to see Russia doing a fridge-raid in YOUR house.
"Russia, what do you think you're doing?" You inquired, as he turned around and flashed you a cute and sunny look.
"Looking for food. I must eat, da?" He said, pulling out pancake mix.
"IN MY HOUSE?" You asked, stepping closer to him, as he started making pancake batter.
You watched him make not one, not two, and not three, but FOUR GODFORSAKEN PANCAKES. But they weren't all for him. He took out another plate and put the other two pancakes on said plate. You gazed into his happy purple eyes.
"For you, da?" He said, pushing the butter and maple syrup towards you. You applied the condiments.
"Th-Thanks." You said, blushing, gobbling up the pancakes.
Russia walked out the door, only to return with a necklace and two sunflowers.
"я тебя люблю, (Name)" Russia said, handing you the sunflowers, and putting the necklace around your neck.
It was gold, with diamonds, rubies, and sapphires arranged in the Russian flag in the shape of a heart.
"Aww, thanks!" You said, hugging the tall country.
He suddenly pressed his lips to yours. You kissed back, and wrapped your arms around his scarfed neck. Russia's hands snaked around your hips, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, and started to feel around, trying to play with yours.
He picked you up bridal-style, bringing you back to your room. He placed you down on the ruffled bed, stripping you and him of clothes.
"Let's have fun, da?" He said, pushing himself into you.
"(Name), did you miss the meeting again??!!" Switzerland asked, slamming the front door to your house wide open.
"OH, RUSSIA, FASTER, AH!" You screamed from upstairs.
Switzerland slammed the door shut, dirty images forever burned inside his head.