I'm coming back slowly but surely...so TheBeldam27 requested that Russia feed Canada and try to kiss the specks off of his chin so...this ended up happening! (if you do want to see something in particular happen i can try to put it in or do a one-shot based off of it) Anyways, i have started university and am busy but i do try...i will try to update at least one of my stories a week but no honest promises.
Matthew nuzzled into the pillow below him and smiled. He had a moment of bliss until he tried to scratch his shoulder. He remembered that he was still tied up and trapped by a very scary and intimidating Russian. He wondered when Ivan was going too returned, flip it, he was hungry! He then heard the sound of someone shuffling their feet outside the door…then the quite muffled beep of the door unlocking.
Ivan walked in just as Matthew's stomach gave a quite roar. Ivan quickly walked in and closed the door, locked it and bolted in for extra protection. He took a deep breath to try to relax.
"Ivan?" Matthew called out pushing himself up and looking at the other nation.
Ivan looked up and saw his toy looking at him with concern in his eyes. He smiled and stood up and brushed off imaginary dirt. "Hello little matvey, ill place the notes on the table and go make some soup."
"Okay," Matthew said as he watched Ivan walking into the kitchen and heard the sounds of pots and pans being moved around and the sound of the fridge opening. A few minutes passed and Matthew could smell the aroma of broth soup. His stomach growled once again.
"I heard a hungry tummy!" Ivan called as he walked out of the kitchen, "I made broth for little sick matvey, and some bread."
Matthew smiled, before hacking once more. He struggled to breathe as every time he tried to inhale, he coughed forcing what little air he managed to take, out before it reached his lungs.
Russia stepped forward and placed the tray down and promptly slapped Matthews back hoping it would help. It did, the Canadian heaved slightly then was able to breath. He gasped and panted heavily for a few minutes before calming down enough to thank the other. Russia smiled, glad that he could help, before asking if Matthew wanted to take the medicine first or eat.
Matthew sighed, "Let's get the medicine over with."
"Da!" Russia said happily, glad that the other was going to work with him as best as they could. Soon he could enjoy his new pet. He poured some of the medicine onto a clean spoon and gave it to Matthew. "Feeling better da?"
"I guess," Matthew said grimacing at the taste, "at least the coughing isn't as bad."
"Yes, it is very good" Russia began as he went to the end of the bed and grabbed onto Matthews ankles right by the rope.
"Russia what are you-" Matthew yelped.
"I am untying da."
"Uh! Why?" Matthew asked. Though he was glad that he wouldn't be tied up, but wasn't Russia trying to trick him into 'becoming one with mother Russia'?
Ivan smiled as he undid the complicated knot, "you are behaving like a good boy, so you get rewarded like a good boy."
Matthew was silent as he thought about the Russians words. He then felt the rope sliding off of his ankles and hissed.
It hurt.
"vhat is wrong matvey?" Russia asked in concern.
"Blood circulation…their asleep." Matthew mumbled as he raised his leg and hooked his arms around it to rub at his ankles.
Ivan nodded in understanding as he then gently took Matthews other leg and carefully messaged it. He could feel the other nation watching him, but he continued to carefully and slowly rubbed the foot and ankle in front of him.
Once he was finished, he got up and went back to the side of the bed where the tray of food was. He picked it up and sat down by his Canada and waited for the other to straighten his legs so then he could place the tray down.
Matthew let Russia do as he willed and felt the warmth coming from the tray. He was about to grab onto the bowl with his hands when Russia quietly said 'oops'.
Matthew looked at Russia who was picking up and spoon. "What are you doing Russia?"
Russia smiled, "I am feeding you глупо (glupo/silly) you still not a very good boy," Russia said before patting Matthew's head. "When you are good boy we will let you have use of hands, but not until I know you won't hurt yourself."
Matthew sighed, it wasn't like he had wanted to hurt himself, it just happened. Matthew nodded in understanding. At least he could move his legs.
"Now, open up~" Ivan said with a smile as he brought a spoonful of soup to Matthew.
Matthew's checks went a dark red. He couldn't believe what was happening to him, he couldn't believe that Russia was about to feed him like a baby! As the spoon approached Matthew had no choice but to open his mouth like a child would for an incoming 'train'.
Dammit I'm not a child! Matthew thought to himself. He felt humiliated, a tear threatened to fall.
With the spoon in his mouth, Matthew swallowed the soup. It was good but a small drip missed his opened mouth and slid down his chin.
"Ah, good boys don't waste food da?" Russia said as he put the spoon down and tilted Matthews face up a little.
"What are you-" Matthew yelped as he felt the large Russian coming closer to his exposed neck. He didn't want to move in case he angered the Russian, but he didn't want to stay still either. He flinched when he felt the other's tongue on his chin. The slimy appendage slid up taking the soup with it.
"I told you not to waste it." Russia said with a childish smile. He then continued to feed Matthew soup and bread. Matthew did his best to make sure not to spill any. But there was nothing that he could do about the bread crumbs.
Russia smiled once again as he gently licked and kissed the crumbs off of Matthew's chin.
"r-Russia, p-please stop" he whispered scared of how close Russia was to his throat, he started to shake.
"hmm?" Ivan paused before looking up to see two watery half closed violet orbs filled with fear. He frowned. "Awe, matvey? Don't be sad, you're okay" he cooed, "smile for me da."
Matthew closed his eyes in attempts to stop the tears from over flowing. But then the tears over flowed and slid down Matthew's checks and he bit back a sob.
Ivan frowned, he wanted his pet to be happy not sad. "It's okay little one." Russia said as he wrapped his arms around the smaller nation and pulled his against his chest. Russia slowly started to rub circles on the others back to calm him down. "Hush, do not cry, pretty pet like you should smile, not cry." He then remembered that his sister, Ukraine, used to sing to him to help him when he was sick so, he remembered a song that he liked and started to sing. (*)
Расцветали яблони и груши
Поплыли туманы над рекой
Выходила на берег Катюша
На высокий берег на крутой
Выходила, песню заводила
Про степного сизого орла
Про того, которого любила
Про того, чьи письма берегла
The song itself was about a women waited for her lover who had left to fight in the war.
About half was, Russia noticed that the little Canadian in his arms had calmed down. With a smile, Russia continued to sing.
Ой, ты, песня, песенка девичья
Ты лети за ясным солнцем вслед
И бойцу на дальнем пограничье
От Катюши передай привет
Пусть он вспомнит девушку простую
Пусть услышит, как она поет
Пусть он землю бережет родную
А любовь Катюша сбережет
Расцветали яблони и груши
Поплыли туманы над рекой
Выходила на берег Катюша
На высокий берег на крутой
Matthew closed his eyes and listened to the silent chest as Russia sang. He didn't understand the words, but it sounded beautiful as Russia sang each word with what sounded like longing to be loved, or to have something returned to him. He calmed down as Russia sang and had a tear in his eye when it ended.
"Feeling better мой сладкий?" Russia asked while rubbing Matthew's back.
Matthew nodded and mumbled a quite yes enjoying the gentle touch and the side of Russia that he had never seen or even heard of. Matthew, tiredly, felt himself drifting off when Russia then spoke.
"Let's give you medicine than bed yes?"
Matthew frowned and stuck his tongue out, "icky" he whined.
Russia giggled and moved the other so he could get up to put the dishes in the kitchen and grab the medicine.
"So umm…why did you seem really…concerned when you came back?" Matthew asked as Russia sat on the bed once more.
Russia froze.
Matthew panicked, "eh? I-im s-sorry, -i-if you d- don't want to s-say any-Im sorry!"
Russia snapped out of his momentary daze and smiled, "is nothing, just running from a certain sister."
Matthew nodded, knowing that Belarus had a tendency of scaring her brother into marrying her. But wasn't she… Matthew thought to himself. He thought that she was now with someone but…he wasn't sure and didn't want to start any rumors or make a certain person mad. Instead, he kept quite while Russia prepared the medicine and took it without a fuss.
It tasted gross but he was getting better. He wasn't coughing as much or as painfully. He was slowly getting better and would be able to leave…But did he want to lose the attention?
.
.
.
He didn't know.
by the way, its like 1:40 for me right now...im tired...if there's any mistakes or anything let me know and ill fix it as soon as possible, i just got really lazy in editing this so me. oh the song is called katyusha
you can find the translations here~ /en/katyusha-katyusha-vyhodila-na-bereg- katyusha. html (take out the spaces, there 2) it was the only russian song i knew and i like it, i also think it is in 'girls and panzer' not sure but yeah...im tired
Meo...zzz...zz