(*A/N*) Thanks for checking out my story! It's pretty short, oops ʅ(́◡◝)ʃ. If you don't already know, (y/n) means your name. Enjoy!!

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You sit in front of a small garden, admiring the pretty yellow flowers in front of you. You're actually crouching, so as not to get your pants dirty, but that's not important. What is important, is the flower in your hand. The delicate plant is rolled around a few times, while you take note of the slightly fuzzy stem, and the color reminiscent of sunshine. "(Y/n)?" An accented voice asks from behind you. You jump at the unexpected sound, and turn your head, seeing Russia. You smile at him, and he offers a warm smile in return. "What are you doing here, sunflower?" He wonders. You shrug, and just reply with, "Admiring the flowers." As you turn around to gaze at the sunflowers again, you feel his large hands set themselves on your shoulders. "They are nice, are they not, (y/n)?" You nodded. He sighed, seeing the sun slowly retreating beneath the distant hills. "Maybe we should go inside, hm?" This time, though, you slowly shook your head. "I... want to see the flowers a little longer." Then you felt something heavy and warm draped across your shoulders. It was Russia's coat. "Russia..."

"It is getting cold, sunflower."

"I don't want to go in, though."

"Are you sure? We can come back tomorrow."

You sighed, finally nodding. "They'll still be here for a while." 

"Of course, sunflower." Russia agreed. He pressed a chaste kiss to the top of your head, and kept one hand on your shoulder as you walked towards his house. "But they'll never be as beautiful as you. With you, the renewal of each day only sparks more excitement and joy than the last. Would you like pirozhki?"

"Sure."

Russia smiled. "I like to make food for you."

You just laughed, and said, "I like eating your food."

You felt his finger gently running through a small piece of your hair. "Russia?" You inquired. "There was just a petal." He happily returned. You closed your eyes and smiled, taking in the relaxing ambiance that the evening walk provided. The receding light, and the glow it created on your cheeks paired with your pleased smile was rather amusing to Russia. "You are very cute, sunflower." 

"H-huh?"

"You are adorable."

You blushed, unsure of what else to do. "Uh, thanks...? The flowers will still- um- be there tomorrow, right?"

"I thought I already told you. Either way, they will be here for as long as you allow them to be. They will be here forever. And so will I."