Ivan ran down the streets. "Oh no. I'm late! I'm terribly late!" Ivan ran past the building he was meant to be. He stopped in his tracks and turned around. His feet flew across the pavement. He turned sharply and ran head first into the glass doors. The impact didn't faze him though. He broke through the doors and ran up to the front desk. The secretary stared opened mouthed at him. Ivan sat there huffing and puffing. Finally, after a good five minutes of awkward staring at one another, the secretary said," Ummm, name please?" Ivan straightened up and wheezed," Ivan Braginski, otherwise known as the nation "Russia"." The secretary looked down to a large book and started flipping through the pages. "Ah, yes. Mr. Jones should be waiting for you on the top floor." Ivan nodded at the woman and bolted towards the elevator.
Ivan pushed a button and waited for the elevator to come pick him up. Ivan tapped his foot and shook his head. 'This is taking too long,' he thought. 'I'm taking the stairs!' Ivan dashed around until he found a sign that said, "STAIRS" Ivan ripped the door off its hinges. He sprinted up the stairs until he reached the top floor.
He rammed his head through the door and the rest of his body followed. Alfred gawked at him. "Dude, why'd you do that?" Ivan looked up from his spot on the ground, "I was late…" he huffed. Alfred grimaced and said," By five minutes!" Ivan face palmed. "I hate time changes…" he muttered.
Alfred shook his head and said," I still can't believe you decided to come here to spend Christmas Eve with me." Ivan stood up and walked towards Alfred. "You know I'd do anything to spend the holidays with you." Alfred blushed and turned away. Ivan frowned and put his hand under Alfred chin and jerked him towards his face. "Anything…" Alfred narrowed his eyes and lunged toward the slightly larger man. Their lips met and the battle was on.
They twisted under one another as both fought for dominance. Alfred licked Ivan's lips. Ivan moaned and gladly obliged to the American. Alfred suddenly broke the kiss. Ivan stared at him, disappointment plastered on the Russians face. Alfred giggled and said," Dude, you should see your face!" Ivan scowled at Alfred. Alfred smiled softly and took Ivan's gloved hands into his own leather-clad ones. Ivan's scowl disappeared and was replaced with a small smile. Alfred looked Ivan in the eye and said," I love you, ya' damn Ruski." Ivan's smile grew wider and said," I love you too, burger-eating, manner less, bastard." Alfred chuckled. He reached up and pulled Ivan closer to him. "Merry Christmas…" he whispered. Ivan glanced at the clock and said, "Twelve o'clock already?" Alfred rolled his eyes and said," Let me give me your Christmas present…" Alfred grabbed Ivan's shirt collar and kissed him feverishly. Alfred let go of Ivan. Ivan pulled Alfred close and whispered," Let me give you yours…"
Ivan kissed Alfred back and licked Alfred's lips. Alfred smirked and kept his lips closed. Ivan growled and shoved his tongue into Alfred's mouth. Alfred made a surprised noise and fought Ivan with his own tongue. After ten minutes of fighting each other's tongue, the two broke the kiss. Alfred sighed blissfully and laid his head on the Russian's chest. "Merry Christmas…" the two said simultaneously. Ivan wrapped his arms around Alfred and snuggled with him like he was a teddy bear all night.