You can see my OTP from my domain name~ My name is Zia and my dream is to archive all hetalia arts and tag them in detail. I only have one NOTP in hetalia and I've stopped posting it since months ago, but any pairing other than that, I will post it on my blog. I love drawing (with a pace of snail) and reading fanfics. That's all I guess. *Queue Schedule : 10 posts from 7am - 12am GMT + 7*
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After long filming and sleepless night at locations they were happy to finally crash at Ivan’s flat. It was the closest one from the airport and through the years of their friendship Alfred had enough clothes and personal stuff at his home to not care about anything really. Matt sometimes joked whenever he and Alfred had a dinner together that his brother practically moved from his apartment to Ivan’s.
It was few hours later and Ivan was sitting on a chair in his kitchen nursing his second coffee, still sleepy. It was a new thing for him, sleep. He didn’t really needed it but he pretended to sleep for Alfred’s sake until… he just stopped pretending and actually slept. It wasn’t normal for his kind but somehow he always ended like this, doing things he shouldn’t be doing because of what he was, like staying between mortals so he can study or befriending one of them instead of simply feeding.
The kitchen was smelling of coffee and breakfast Alfred did earlier and Ivan felt calm and content. He could hear soft jazz song playing in the radio his friend turn on while cooking. It was a sweet song and while it played he watched Al playing with one of his familiars. He was still somehow surprised by gentleness of the beast in his arms. He saw Grisha and Stiopa rip souls apart in hell and he never really noticed their fondness to anyone but him, even his sisters. It didnt take a lot from the mortal in front of him to befriend them and now whenever he was staying with him at least one of his hellhounds where keeping him a company.
Right now Stiopa was happily purring in Alfred’s arms while he softly sang along with the radio and swayed slowly to the rhuthm. Ivan couldn’t take his eyes away, the picture made him smile.
After few seconds Alfred finally noticed him watching and smiled to him with something warm and fond in his eyes and Ivan felt his heart skip a beat or two. He almost fell from a chair when a sudden realization hit him.
“oh no” he thought while Alfred, unaware of anything, kept dancing with his familiar. “I’m fucked”.
RusAme Unsolved AU came to me at night and shoot my dog
ivan is wearing alfred’s hoodie from the character chart but you didnt see anything