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The Constellation of You and I | Russia X Reader

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   “Hey, Ivan?” I ask, gaining my boyfriend’s attention, “what do you love the most about me?”

    Ivan looks at me curiously, raising an eyebrow. Twiddling my thumbs, I wait for an answer.

    “What do you mean?” he replies. “There are so many things that I love about you – I could never pick just one.” I turn away from his adorable expression in an attempt to hide the subtle redness on my cheeks.

    Sighing, my head lays down on the hill of grass. Laying still, I contemplate everything about Ivan and I – not only as individuals, but as a couple.

    I’m a considerably short girl in height with many aspirations and things to tick off my bucket list – if you know me well enough, you’d know that’s one thing clear about me. If the stars in the night sky that Ivan and I gaze at are visual representations of peoples’ ambitions, the number of glittery gases that would belong to me would be one too large to count.

    But on the other hand, Ivan is extremely tall, and has seldom goals that he’s set for himself. His first is to become an astronomer; the second’s to get married to his perfect girl, and name a new, beautiful constellation after her.

    Even so, when he and I put our different outlooks on life together, we make a pretty good team.

    When we cook together, I tend to alter the recipe and change the ingredients or method completely. But as if he’s my guardian angel or something, Ivan’s the one who pulls me back onto the right track, and the dish we cook always turns out to be absolutely amazing.

    If you put it into perspective, the same is with life.

    Whenever I feel like I’m drowning, I can always count on Ivan to pull me back to the surface so I can take a breath – even if I have the tendency to go back under and nearly drown again in a sea of who-knows-what.

    The amount of times Ivan’s saved me from drowning is larger than life itself, and each time he does, it always ends with me crying on his shoulder whilst he wraps me in one of his ridiculously tight – yet strangely comfortable – hugs. He’s done so much for me, and I like to think that I’ve done the same for him.

    I begin to ramble, pouring out my mind’s thoughts. “I mean, what is it that you love about me the most? Is it my looks? Or my personality?”

    “Everything?”

    Ivan turns towards me, his violet eyes glimmering in the abundance of delicate moonlight. Taking my hand, he squeezes it tightly, not showing any sign of wanting to let go. He points towards a distinctly bright quartet of stars in the night sky.

    “The bigger half of the stars is me, and the smaller is you.”

    “What?”

    “I’m naming this constellation after you.”

Don't mind the crappiness, please.

So, I have decided to enter my country's short writing competition. 500 words, no theme...I can do this, right?

This is one of my possible entries -- I think I can only submit one. Oh God.


Please Note: The characters mentioned and used in this fanfiction do not belong to me; they belong to the creator of Axis Powers: Hetalia, Hidekaz Himaruya. The preview image does not belong to me, either; if you were the one who made it, please let me know and I'll credit you as soon as possible. The only thing that belongs to me is the plot itself.

If you see any errors, please let me know, because I'll also act fast and change it. Thank you!
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