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  Ivan smiled brightly at you as he held a stick of Pocky between is lips. Your heart beat quickly and your cheeks were probably hotter than hell. You smiled shyly at him and glanced at the others who were watching intently. Alfred was even video taping on his phone. You thought you even spotted Francis lean closer with that perverted face of his. Ludwig just sat there roasting a marshmellow like nothing was happening. And Fiel was napping on a log.  You looked back at the Russian, smiling shyly. "I-I don't know if I-I want to..." You studdered, continuing to smile shyly.  Ivan tilted his head to the side, raising a brow. You sorta felt bad

  A while later you were exploring the camp. You managed to find a hiking trail to walk on through a forest. The scenery was beautiful. There were oak trees, pine trees, and a few flowers here and there. The light filtering through the tree seemed to amaze you. You ended up freezing when you heard a bush rustling.  You cranned your neck to the side to find a bunny sitting there. It was nibbling on a flower. / Aww! So cute! / You thought and got on your hands and knees. "Hey." You said softly, slowly crawlin gtowards the rabbit. The rabbit lifted his head and leaped off. "Aw..." You pouted in disapointment.  As you stood up, you let out a

  "Wake up!" (Friend's name) groaned, shaking your arm as you lay in bed. "I'm up..." You grumbled, yet still lay. Your friend kept shaking you. "I'm up...!" You groaned a bit louder, swatting at your frined. Next thing you knew, a pillow hit your head. You shot up, your (hair color) hair looking like a rat's nest. "I'M UP!"  After brushing down your rat's nest hair, (Friend's name) gave it a gentle tug. "Ow..." You mumbled, giving him/her a glare. "We're still going to go camping." they smiled childishly. "And you get to see your boooyfriiieeeend~" He/She teased. Your cheeks heated up in embaressment.  Ivan's been your friend for as long

Heeeey This is my first Xreader thing. I hope you all like it C: Leave a comment for me on what you think!))  You were sitting in a cafe at a round wooden table. It was winter in the middle of December. Snow fluttered it's way down on the street, leaving streaks of ice on the sidewalk. You did fall down a few times. No one bothered to ask if you were okay. That's what it was like in your world. A cup of hot chocolate sat infront of you. You were holding your pale hands above the hot fluid, trying to get your hands warm. A soft sigh exscape your throat, only to be interupted by the tinkling of the bell above the door.  A tall Russian man w