My Pretty Little Sunflower

by waterrain

AU All Human. Alfred Jones ten years old made a Facebook account with the name Kansas Sunflower. Ivan Braginski seventeen years old is the head of a Mafia in Russia and he has Alfred brought to Russia. Time stops for no one. Alfred & Ivan become older.

4. Smuggled

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Warning Implied Attempt at Suicide.

My Pretty Little Sunflower

By waterrain

Alfred Jones was smuggled into Russia by two of Ivan's mafia members and the American boy was still unconscious. They walked inside of Ivan's large home, one of the men carried Alfred like a sack of potatoes, and they were about to announce their success in collecting the boy. However they noticed Ivan Braginski's right wrist was bleeding and his violet eyes looked at the wound curiously.

"I must have cut myself by mistake when chopping up the vegetables. The blood is on the knife and my vegetables are all cut up, but why is there no blood on them? I can't recall what had happened." Ivan muttered to himself and he washed his right wrist. Afterwards he wrapped it up and then noticed his two men along with one of them having Alfred Jones.

"Oh, You have my pretty little sunflower." Ivan said cheerfully and he walked over to them. "How much longer will he sleep?"

"Boss, He will wake up in about two hours." One of the men told the violet eyed male calmly and Ivan took Alfred from the other man's arms.

"Boss, How is your wrist?" The other man asked Ivan and he noticed those violet eyes blinked in confusion.

"My wrist is okay and it doesn't hurt. You two can leave, da." Ivan replied calmly and he looked down at his pretty little sunflower while smiling to himself. The two men walked out of the large house and tried not to worry about their Boss Ivan, but it was a bit difficult and they decided not to tell the other members about Ivan cutting his right wrist.

Ivan placed Alfred Jones on top of the dining room table which has not been used for about a year, but the violet eyed male cleaned the table with cleaning products once in the morning and once at night despite not using the dining room table. Ivan doesn't recall cleaning the table at night or on how tears fell down his cheeks while he cleaned it.

He turned on the lights and looked at his pretty little sunflower laying on the table sleeping so peacefully.

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