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My Pretty Little Sunflower
By waterrain
"Are you okay?" Alfred asked quietly as he hugged the seventeen year old teen tightly and wondered what was wrong with Ivan, but the boy decided against asking and simply held onto the violet eyed male.
"Why am I crying?" Ivan asked in confusion and he briefly noticed that Alfred was hugging him, but didn't comment and it felt nice being hugged. The blue eyed boy wiped away Ivan's tearstained cheeks, he pulled away from him, and Alfred looked into those violet eyes.
"Ivan, Do you have a dryer?" The boy asked him slowly and he received a nod from the Russian.
"Yes." Ivan replied calmly and he wondered why his pretty little sunflower was asking him that question.
"I could wrap a towel around myself and we can put my outfit inside of the dryer." Alfred said cheerfully and he smiled brightly at him. "Sounds like a good idea, right?"
"Yes." Ivan commented softly as he briefly glanced around his old bedroom and his mind was blank on why the color red is on his walls along with being on the carpet, but after a moment closed his violet eyes.
"We should get out of this bedroom." Alfred suggested causally to him and he held Ivan's soft hand. They walked out of Ivan's old bedroom, the violet eyed male guided the boy to where the dryer is located, and the boy silently wondered why Ivan had asked 'Why am I crying'.
"Ivan, What is your last name?" Alfred asked him and they stood in front of the dryer. "I'm just curious."
"My last name is Braginski." Ivan replied honestly, he slipped his hand out of the boy's hand, and opened up the dryer.
"What do you think of hero's." Alfred said calmly as he looked up into Ivan's violet eyes.
"I think that hero's can't save everyone." He commented softly to the boy and Ivan closed his violet eyes. "Anyone can be a hero in their own way, but not everyone can be The Hero and not everyone can be saved or helped. It is impossible, da."
"Have you ever wanted to be saved by someone?" The blue eyed boy asked gently and he stared up at the Russian. Ivan's eyes were still still closed, he sighed to himself, and slowly opened up his violet eyes.
"I believe that I had wanted to be saved for some reason in the past, but I forget why I wanted someone to save me. It was silly of me, right? Silly that I ever wanted to be saved by someone and silly that I can't recall why I had wanted to be saved. I can take care of myself." Ivan said quietly to Alfred and then he tilted his head while smiling faintly. "You can strip and put your outfit inside of the dryer, da. I'm going to make some dinner."
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