Hey guys~

So here is the second chapter~

I OWN NOTHING OF HETALIA! (the only thing I own is my brain, my imagination, and this plot)


Ivan quickly rushed to his home. The Baltics staying out of his way. Ivan rushed into his living room and set the unconscious country on his couch and laid a thick blanket over him.

Ivan started a fire and walked back to his couch. He picked up the Italian and sat back down. Lovino continued to shake. Ivan frowned and unbuttoned his coat and brought the freezing Italian to his chest and held the man close.

Lovino opened his eyes slightly and saw pale flesh. A steady heartbeat was heard in his ear. Lovino looked up and saw Ivan. His head fallen forward. Lovino shifted until he was stratling the Russian. Ivan had yet to wake up. Ivan's scarf was off kilter slightly. Lovino smiled slightly.

"Ivan..." Lovino said as he placed a hand on the Russian's cheek. Dazed violet eyes slowly opened.

"You warm, да?" the sleepy Russian asked. Lovino nodded.

"I know I usually never say this but thanks Ivan." Lovino said. Ivan smiled. His eyes closed again and his head laying onto Lovino's shoulder.

Lovino blinked and blushed. He wrapped his arms around the Russian's neck and shifted closer to him.

Ivan woke slightly and dropped the heavy blanket over the two of them. He wrapped his arms around the Italian's waist and fell asleep again.

Lovino watched Ivan for a little bit before his eyes started to droop. He laid his head on Ivan's shoulder and fell asleep.


Translations~
(I'm pretty sure that all of you guys know that да is yes in Russian...so if that's the only foreign language that is being used...I'm not gonna add the traslations)