A Cold War, A New Beginning RussiaxReader [final]

look in the description for the Russian translations!
This is the second chapter! (and final one) Please read the first chapter or you will get confused!!!
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“(Name)”

“Nngh,” you mumble. You slowly open your eyes, as the blurred picture in front of you became clearer.

“(Name), are you awake?”

“What?” you meekly whisper as you see violet eyes staring back into your half-lidded (e/c) ones. There was a large tan jacket on top of you, keeping you warm and you could feel parts of your body wrapped in some sort of bandage wrap. “Where am I?”

“Don’t worry about that now, we need you to get medical attention.”

You opened your eyes wide, to see a strange person with light blonde sideswiped bangs and those violet eyes, holding your head on his lap. He was very handsome, but you didn’t even know this guy.
Frightened, you pushed yourself off of his lap and fell onto the floor of what seemed to be an army tank. You fell with a thud as searing pain shot you throughout your whole body and you could feel something warm on the side of your bandaged head.
“Wh-who are you?” you demanded as you gained your voice back.

“(Name), stop being silly, you’re hurt,” the man said to you.

“How do you know my name?” you blurted out. Wait, that was your name? You said it so confidently yet you weren’t sure.
“(Name), it’s me, Ivan. We work side by side together. Surely you remember that, da?”

“How do I work side by side with you if I don’t even know you! And why am I working? I don’t even know what the heck is going on!” you yelled at him, really annoyed on how you have no idea what the heck he is talking about.

“Oh no, don’t tell me…” the man who calls himself ‘Ivan’ whispers to himself.

“Don’t tell you what?”

“You lost your memory, didn’t you…”

“I did not lose my memory just because I don’t acknowledge a stranger!” you wobbled back onto your feet. The tank kept on hitting bumps so you were thrown back into Ivan’s arms.

“Let go of me!” you commanded him.

“Nyet, (name). Please just listen to me okay?” he asked you sweetly as he forced you to lie down onto his lap again.
You were hesitant about this, but since your head wasn’t hurting as much as when you were standing, you decided to just rest while Ivan talked and asked you questions.

“Do you know what your name is?”

“Well I’m pretty sure it’s (name), that’s what you kept calling me anyway,” you replied.

“Do you know what today’s date is?” he asks you.

“Uh, isn’t it like, December 40th?”

“Nope, and that’s not even a real date,” Ivan chuckled. “Okay, do you know why your head hurts?”

“I don’t know, I woke up and it started hurting, like the rest of my body.”

“Do you know what your job is?”

“Is this a trick question?”

“(Name), you’re a Russian spy, like me. You were sent to America to gain top secret information to help us get an advantage in the war.”

“I’m a spy?” you raised your eyebrows. “Wow, I must be a badass then. But there’s a war going on? Why?”

“We Russians are currently in a cold war with the country America. Our ideologies are very different from each other and that is what caused this conflict. You went undercover in America to get information to help us get an edge in tactics, but you ended up in a plane crash when you hijacked an American plane.”

“Okay...” you said, still unsure. “If I believed that all of this happened, then was I the only one in the plane and how did I even get in here with you?”

“Well, there was an American in the plane with you but he unfortunately escaped. And many people from afar saw the plane crash I may add. I happened to be talking with other spies nearby and we went to the site to see you lying in the snow unconscious. At first we were going to take you in for questioning since it was an American plane but then I noticed it was you, so I brought you in here.”

“You apparently know me so well. What are you to me anyway?” you knit your eyebrows together.

“Well,” he lightly laughed. His laugh was actually creepy, as if there was a dark aura surrounding him. You looked up at him with a weird expression as he continued to talk in a frivolous voice.

“I could trick you into saying that you were already one with me, but I don’t want to take advantage of you in this state. But, we were comrades ever since we were young. However, we did become more than friends about a year ago.”

“Really?” you say in disbelief, until a sharp pain hit the side of your head. “Agh,” you mutter as you hold you hand to your aching head. “All of this information is making me go crazy. I still can’t trust you yet Ivan. That’s your name, right?”

“Da,” he smiled at you, unfazed at your words. “Go to sleep now moi podolsnechink.”

“I am not your sunflower,” you mutter to him as you close your eyes. “And don’t tell me what to do, Mr. Bossy-pants.”


Just a few minutes later, you end up falling asleep on Ivan’s lap.


~ OH MY GAWD GUYS A TIME SKIP! *le gasp* ~


You eyes fluttered open as you find yourself in a small, beat up hospital bed. You sat up, to find a figure with a tan coat with it’s back facing you, sitting on the corner of your bed.
Trying to get its attention, you decided to speak up. “Um…” you cleared your throat. The figure turned around for you to find out it is that guy, Ivan, from before.
“Ah, dobore utro (name),” Ivan smiled at you. God, his smile was really creepy too.

“How long have I been asleep?” you murmur as you stretch slowly.

“About 3 days. You took quite a beating from the crash. The surgeons were quite surprised that you survived.”

“Surgeons?” you squeak.

“Da, you had internal bleeding and some deep cuts so you needed to be put into surgery right away. Falling onto the floor in the tank we were in didn’t help at all,” he chuckled.

“That is no laughing matter!” you wail. Even though you felt much better, you were still terrified that you had surgery.

“Don’t worry about it, (name), you’re fine now. Do you still not trust me?” he asked eerily.

“Yup,” you said bluntly. “You’re still a stranger to me.”

You could see Ivan’s face slightly drop but soon went into his usual, happy face. “I guess it will take some time then,” he whispered to himself so that you couldn’t hear. “I still can’t believe you lost your memory…”

“What?” you asked. All you could hear was Ivan mumble to himself.

“Nichevo,” he replied.

….

“Um, so…” you start. “…Was I really in a relationship with you before? Because that’s what you said and all.”

“Da, we were,” Ivan said as he shifted in the bed towards you. You finally started to notice all of his features; from his tall, big boned body, to his perfectly contoured face with those piercing violet eyes, the same colour of Russian sage.

‘Damn. I have a good taste in men!’ you thought to yourself.


“(Name), I know this is sudden, but I am going to do whatever I can to make you remember me again,” he said with a smirk on his face. His beautiful face was just inches from yours, which made you blush furiously from the closeness.

All of a sudden, he gently cupped a hand on your cheek and gave you a light kiss on the lips. His lips were so soft, yet cold as ice. You stiffened, shocked that this man you just met, who claims to be your lover, just kissed you.

He broke away and gave you a childish smile. “Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but rest assured you, (name), I will make you fall in love with me all over again. After all, you are the only sunflower in my life.”

You gazed at him so dreamily. You wanted to believe this man so much. The way he talked to you made your body want to float away heavenly. He sounded like he really did love you, and wanted to love him back. But you couldn’t just yet.
Tears started to well up in your eyes as you tried to get your words out.


 “Ivan, I-I really hope one day I can love you the way you love me. I r-really do!” you sniff as stray tears slowly fell from your bruised face.

Ivan smiled genuinely and took your small, delicate hand in his large ones.

“Don’t worry my dear sunflower. You were able to do it once. An trust me when I say this…”




“…You’ll be able to do it again.”