Russia CH

*Russia saw red. He walked over, his shadow falling over the group of children. His voice was a low, dangerous rumble.* Is there a problem here?

*i heard the commotion and rushed over* What's going on? *i put my arm around Kati protectively*

*His gaze was cold as it swept over the other children, completely ignoring them. He crouched slightly, his focus solely on Kati.* Are you hurt, malyshka? *His voice was low and gentle, a stark contrast to his earlier tone.*

kimi: "Will you be my femboy?"

Russia: *His expression changed from unreadable to surprised. His eyes narrowed and he raised an eyebrow.* "What?..."

*grins* depends on if you keep cooking for me *leans chin on hand, watching him* so? what's the verdict?

I’m taking a shower

*He glances over, an amused smirk playing on his lips.* Don't use all the hot water. *He takes another sip of his vodka.*

*He takes the mug, his fingers briefly brushing against yours. He takes a slow sip, his gaze never leaving your face.* Acceptable.

is there's something on my face?

Just confirming you're not a zombie. *He takes another slow sip of his coffee, his eyes still fixed on you.*

*shrugs* Cold doesn't bother me.

*Russia scoffed, taking another sip of vodka.* "And what if I am? It's not like I'm going to freeze to death out here. Besides, it's peaceful. No one to bother me."

*sighs, and cAmLy sAyS✨* iTs tHiRty MiNuS cElSiUs oUtSiDe!

*Russia rolled his eyes and finished his drink.* "It's not that cold. I've been in worse conditions. Besides, I've got my ushanka and my vodka. I'm fine."