Soviet Kittens Ch.1 (Reader+Russia)

I look out to one of the rare sunny days in the giant country of Russia. I return my eyes to my book the glare of white from the snow hurting my crystal blue eyes. I hear the doorbell ring and bookmark my page and stand up in my usual blue jeans long sleeve shirt and my favorite sweater which had kittens with purple eyes playing with a ball of yarn which I always thought of as ironic considering the garment was make of fleece. I walk coolly over to the door and open it peering outside to see who it could possibly be, and there on my door step is a tall Russian with purple eyes and a too happy smile which made me suspicious so I opened the door further and leaned on the frame.

"Hello there and who might you be?" I said coolly with a hint of flirting.

"Hello I am Ivan I was searching for someone to take in these kittens" he says in a sexy Russian acsent holding up 2 black and gray what looked like main-coon kittens that I missed before.

I gasp looking at the 2 small bundles of fur "oh my goddess where did you find them where they abandoned?" I say slightly frantic opening the door wider for him to come in

He walks in stomping the snow off his boots his smile faded "yes, sadly I found them under a snow drift they were curled together next to their mother but sadly when I tried to help them the mother had died do I buried it and have since been searching for a home for them" I notice the hint of a tear in his eye as I close the door and before I can stop myself I'm crying as well

I quickly wipe my eyes and walk to the living room grabbing some blankets "that's so sweet of you Ivan here" I hold out my arms and he passes me the mewing kittens and I bundle them and dry them tenderly sitting on the couch Ivan sitting on the other side of the kittens I blush when I realize that he's staring at me "um…is there something on my face?"

He blushes as well and returns his gaze to the kitchen and out the window "oh sorry no I was looking at your sweater the kittens on it look just like the two of them"

"Oh," I look down and back at them as they cuddle together purring "your right what a coincidence hey would you like some to cocoa?" I ask shyly standing up

He chuckles "only if it's spiked my friend"

I giggle as well "first my names _ second you expect me to serve a nonalcoholic beverage in my home?!" I gasp dramatically walking into the kitchen to pour the chocolaty drink.

I return to the living room and blush slightly as I look at Ivan's half asleep expression on the kittens and think silently to myself "oh my goddess what do I do…"

He looks up suddenly and smiles kindly looking at the mug as I hand it to him "Thank you, _ you are very kind to house guests"

I giggle and retrieve my own mug from the coffee table next to my book "I'm only nice because you brought the kittens otherwise I might have slammed the door in your face"

He chuckles and sips his cocoa and smiles smelling it "this smells like Swiss chocolate and platinum vodka very nice choices"

"Thank you" I muse and look out the window as it starts to snow he notices and stands up after emptying his mug

"thank you once again but I should get going before a storm starts" he walks over to the front door me following as he puts on his long coat he looks at me before leaving "this may be kind of selfish but could I visit another time to see the kittens again?"

I smile "of course" he smiles waves then walks out the door and I linger in the hall before walking back to my chair and picking the kittens which I am yet to name on my lap and continue to read and end up falling asleep waking the next morning felling like the bizarre visit was a dream before looking in my lap and seeing the kittens I look out the still dark window and sigh another snowstorm this night I stand and walk to my room falling asleep waiting for another snowy day in Russia.