Title: Frigid Euphoria
Chapter Three Summary: Their relationship in fifteen sentences.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Adverse – At first, she did not like his dark sense of humor nor did she like the way he felt so…cold…so dead. Now, after years of not seeing him she wanted nothing more than to embrace his faults.
Amiable – She had been easy to befriend. All he had to do was smile and compliment her culture like a good little Russia tourist. Yet, the more he did it the more he found himself enjoying her company.
Bizarre – She learned that he loved ballet and would spend hours practicing his poise and grace in the dance room. How could someone as big as Russia find enjoyment in something so beautiful and serene? How…bizarre.
Blood – Ivan learned very quickly that he did not like watching her bleed. He could not help but panic a little when the dark-skinned country accidentally cut her hand with a knife she had been using to make dinner. "Ivan! It's fine you don't need to wrap my hand up in gauze!"
Confident – He felt his confidence grow when he spotted her in the crowd, waving his flag and cheering him on. Hockey had never been so fun until now. He was definitely going to win.
Conscience – Her conscience was screaming at her to go back and fold the broken nation into her arms, but the more reasonable side of her told her keep walking and never look back.
Disinterest – "It's not that I'm not interested in learning how to swim…I just don't know how." Sesel only smiled and took his hand, leading him towards the water. "Then let me show you how."
Dual – She learned that he had two sides. That side who wanted to make friends and the other who wanted to be left alone.
Empathy – Sometimes, Ivan wished that he could not feel what she was feeling. Their relationship was threatening to change everything that made him who he was today...
Envy – "Oh Ivan…the color green does not suit you."
Fortuitous – Last night was a mistake, but he did not know that there were going to be more mistakes to come.
Flair – Like his elder sister Ukraine, Ivan had a talent for knitting and he made it a habit of knitting different-colored scarves for Seychelles who showed her thanks by knitting him new gloves.
Gibe – Their judgmental looks and silent whispers never brought her down. She chose to follow her own path and if that path involved him then so be it.
Home – Home is where he feels accepted. Home is wherever she is.