Russia x Reader: Ordinary Miracle

Russia x Reader: Ordinary Miracle


You were a normal girl, not too eccentric. Just the average American girl. You had (h/l) (h/c) hair, bright (e/c) eyes, and (s/c) complexion. You were visiting the country Russia for the holidays and you were currently in Moscow. So far, your stay had been wonderful, but, you were missing seeing the bright yellow sunflowers that grew in your hometown of Bison, Kansas. So you went in search of a greenhouse. You wandered through the streets for a while until, finally, you found one. Upon entering, you go straight to where the sunflowers are and admire them. Leaning forward, you breath in lightly, letting the scent of them flood your nose. Closing your eyes in content, you smile.
"You  like sunflowers too, da?" A voice sounds behind you and you nod.
"Yes, I love them. They are very common in my hometown." you say, not turning around.
"It must be very nice there. Where are you from?" he asks you.
"Kansas. It's called the Sunflower state because of all the sunflowers there." you respond to him. He smiles at you.
"I'm Ivan. What is your name?" he asks you.
"Oh, I'm..... (Name)" you say, turning around and stopping dead. Behind you is a young man. He had a long tan coat on, along with a scarf, His green pants were tucked into the brown boots he wore. He had semi-long beige blonde hair, violet eyes and a childish smile adorned his face. He was also very intimidating. You back away. Hurt registers in his eyes and you stop. He sighs, his smile faltering a bit.
"I should have know that I would scare you. I seem to scare everybody. I'm sorry." He says. You instantly feel guilty and cautiously walk up to him.
"No...you just...startled me, that's all." You mentally cringed. Stupid answer. Really stupid answer.
"No, I scared you. Your reaction is the same as the others."
"How so?" The longer you stayed near him the less frightened of him you were. You place a hand on his cheek and gently wipe away a tear with your thumb.
"Well, they all ran away from me..." he said. Then realized that you were still there.
"...yet I'm still here." You say. He says nothing, just stares at you in wonder.
" Tell me, have you ever heard of a miracle?" You ask, getting an idea.
"Well, it depends what kind." You smile.
"An ordinary miracle. The kind you find around you every single day, or maybe it's just seasonal like spring and may. There's so many." You say, taking his hand and leading him out of the shop. You go to a secluded snow covered meadow.
"You mean the common kind of miracle that runs right by, or maybe it's to gradual to catch your eye, so you miss it?" He says and you nod.
" you know, you're not the only one who's different. Back in my hometown, everyone thinks that I'm crazy. That I'm weird. I don't have many friends back home because of it."
"Well, I don't think that. Maybe if they got to know you better they'd like you more."
"Yeah, maybe." Turning away you look up at the sky. Sighing you close your eyes.
"Sometimes I wonder what it's like to have someone to love, who loves me."  He walks beside you and also stares at the sky.
"...to look I  their eyes and see the love that you feel for them reflected there." You nod and he shuffles closer to you.
"You know, I might just move here." You say. He looks surprised.
"Really?" You nod again.
" yeah. I actually kind of like it much better here than in America. Everyone is always judging you on what you wear and how you act, honestly, I'd kind of like for someone to get to know me before they judge me, you know?" Turning to go back to your hotel, you look at him.
"Besides, I love the snow. And how could I leave you behind? Not even my supposed best friend has spent this much time with me. She's always 'busy'" you start to walk away but he pulls you back.
" wait, are you, um, free tomorrow? If so, you come see a movie with me, da?" It sounded more like an order rather than a request, but you would have accepted the offer anyway.
"Sure I'd love to. We'll meet at the greenhouse, da?" You said, smiling. His face lit up as you used some of his language. As both of you went on your way home, you were both thinking the same thing.

'I just found my ordinary miracle'