He was childishly cruel, everyone thought negatively towards him, and feared him.
But not you. You believed there was good in Russia, he just needed a little help showing it.
Standing on Russia's doorstep, you hesitantly knocked on his door. After several moments, his door clicked open, revealing Russia himself. His cheeks were red and he was sniffling.
He had been crying.
Without thinking about your personal safety, you wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his chest.
At first, taken aback by your sudden embrace, he stared down at you. Then it registered in his head and he tenderly returned the embrace, a genuine smile stretched across his face.
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