Demons and angels never got along. It was a precedent set by both of their ancestors, that any demon and angel would be locked in an eternal struggle against one another. Only two truly broke this precedent. Wang Yao and Ivan Braginsky. Ivan was a demon, and a decently powerful one too. He'd turned many to the side of evil, and yet he'd never gone after his 'friend' Yao's purity. He never thought about it, perhaps because there was some form of respect for the angelic being's power. Whatever it was, he often thought about it, mostly because he's curious about what would happen if he were to take it away. It would be weird seeing his friend as a demon...he'd rather not have that happen.
Yao hummed to himself as he casually walked around the streets, clutching a new panda plush he had bought for himself because, well, why not? If he wanted to indulge in getting panda-themed things, he [i was] going to do so! He could care less if he ran into a demon, simply happy to have another panda plush while he strolled about in the contently warm sun, soaking up what was left of the summer warmth before fall decided to feel more like snowy winter. While he walked, he got to thinking; it was a shame he couldn't bother somebody to enjoy the moment with him, considering the other angels he knew were off doing their own things. Wait, Yao could just go bother Ivan! Of course! So, with a happy grin painted to his face, he rushed his way to Ivan's place, excitedly knocking at his door to coax him out. "Yiwan! Yiwan!! Open up, aru!"
Ivan's eyes flicked to his door warily, but he sighed as he sank his chin into his collar for a moment. Yao was always very excited around him, and it was exhausting sometimes. He stood up and walked over to the door, opening his door and looking down at him for a moment before smiling hesitantly. "Hello, Jao-Jao." He hummed softly as he smiled at him, tapping his finger on the door for a moment before looking him over and noticing the plush. "...Another?" He asked curiously, slightly intrigued by the fact that Yao had gotten [i another] panda plush. He was just thinking about the angel, actually, and about how much he wanted to cling to him since angels were always so damned [b warm] to cuddle with. Or, at least, Yao was. He'd never cuddled with angels, only his siblings, who were demons.
Yao only beamed, holding up the panda plush in front of Ivan's face and waving its arms as if it were saying hello. "Yeah! Pandas are the supreme animal, don't you know!" He energetically stated, pulling the plush back to himself in order to hug it again afterwards. After a few seconds of simply happily smiling up at the Russian, he hastily grabbed at one of his hands, proceeding to try and drag him out of his own home. Hey, again, it was a nice day out and he wanted to enjoy it with somebody, even if against their own will; just because he was an angel didn't mean he couldn't be pushy, after all. "Come, come, we're going out while it's still warm; there's no time to waste Yiwan, this is very important, aru!" Yao claimed, struggling to drag Ivan out the door while evidently trying his hardest while keeping a firm hold on his panda plush; there was no chance in heaven nor hell he'd drop it, after all.
The demon stumbled a bit, managing to pull his door closed before hissing slightly at the light. He'd never done well with natural light, it made him feel weird. He managed to lock his door, however, before Yao could pull him away. He didn't want his house to get broken into, and he looked up at him before huffing softly. "Why? I hate the light." He grumbled out as he crossed his arms as best he could given that Yao held one, huffing. However, he walked along with him even if he was being essentially dragged. He moved closer and held him closer, snuggling into him a bit for a moment as he sighed. It took him a moment, but he let go of him and just walked alongside him silently. He didn't speak a word, he didn't dare spoil the moment.
"Well, then you can sit in the shade while I soak up some sun, aru." Yao answered in a matter-of-fact tone as if that was something he had originally intended all along despite it being a solution he thought up on the spot. He gently handed off his beloved panda plush to the demon after a small second of thought, fluttering up a bit to pat the top of his head since the angel wasn't tall enough to do so while on his feet, even if he tried. Thankfully he had a pair of fluffy white wings to help him with the height differences, though, "There, now stop being so grumpy, it doesn't suit you, Yiwan," Yao huffed out, returning to the ground as he continued to lead him over to one of his personal favourite places; a bamboo forest, and thankfully, for Ivan's sake, it had plenty of heavily shady places for him to hang around in while Yao soaked up some sun happily.
Ivan watched him for a moment, then sighed as he sat down in one of the shaded spots. He was bored of this already, but for the angel's sake, he'd tolerate it. Besides, the panda plush was cute. He thought so, anyways. He adjusted his clothes and even shed his heavy coat, just sitting there and staring at him. He wanted to join him, but at the same time, the light still stung his body. Where his wings had once been, there were now mere voids where magical paws could come out and fight with his enemies. His eyes glowed dimly in the shade, feeling his fingers lightly twitch as he sighed softly. At least Yao was happy.
Yao contently roamed about in the sun for a bit, staying no further than a few meters away from the demon to keep in sight of course. Eventually, he was satisfied with the amount of snooping around the shoots of bamboo to try and find the one and only Panda, giving up on his silent mental quest as he strolled back over to Ivan. He laid down just next to the shady area, still wanting to stay in the sun, propping his head upon his head as he kicked his feet up loosely. "What do you want to do after this? I got you out of your house for once, so I sincerely hope you've got an idea as to what you want to do." He stated, trying to figure out a plan for what their day would look like that they both would enjoy overall. The angel wasn't mean enough to tote around Ivan all day doing whatever he felt like doing; no, no, he was only mean enough to insist that they should spend such a lovely day together, if that could even be considered mean in the first place. "Oh! We could go get more panda things! That'd be fun, don't you think, aru?"
The demon glanced over to him before looking away and further into the forest silently, sighing slowly as he gripped onto a bit of grass beneath him. Only the two of them and others like them could see the magic lightly flowing from his back every so often, given that he made a bit too much. He always did, demons as powerful as Ivan was tended to have magic that they didn't use. His eyes glimmered softly as he looked down at him, eventually laying down with him and putting his arms around him tightly. He wanted to cuddle anyways, they always ended up doing this. Ivan was a bit cold, but he would warm up soon enough since he was cuddled up with the angel. He lightly petted at the other's wings, trying to repress the envy he had for the fact that the angel still [i had] his wings.
Yao slowly blinked when he wasn't given an answer, but he mentally shrugged it off, figuring they would decide how to spend their day as they went about it, humming out contently when Ivan pet at his wings. It was a true miracle he still had them in the first place, especially with all the wars he had endured, and while they were littered in scars and had small patches of feathers messing here and there, they were still properly functional. Even Japan couldn't manage to remove them in years back, something that the Chinese man took with great pride, taking good care of what remained of them as to keep them for as long as he possibly could. Hell, most of the angels he was allies with no longer had theirs, unless they were a newer country. "Ooooh, I see, Yiwan just wanted to cuddle, aru aru," He noted aloud, a contented smile on his face as he grabbed his panda plush, cuddling up to the demon while he hugged his beloved plush.
He held onto him as he sighed softly, running his fingers through the feathers and softly picking out the ones that had died. The demon remembered that dead feathers were annoying to deal with, moreso when you couldn't reach them. So he picked out the ones he could reach, sighing softly as he mumbled to himself. If he was honest, this was probably the most peace he could ever achieve. He'd fallen from grace long ago, and he didn't believe he'd ever achieve the same grace again. It was easy to fall, but almost impossible to get back up. It made him bitter, this fact, and his eyes glowed softly in his anger at it. However, he let out a heavy breath and just tried his best to relax since he didn't want to scare the angel, looking down at him and humming. "You're warm, Jao-Jao, of course I want to cuddle with you."
"Yeah, well, I just sunbathed, what else would you expect? For me to be as cold as you are? The Cold War's been long over, Yiwan, why don't you warm up a little?" Yao sarcastically asked with a quiet laugh to himself, stretching out comfortably for a few moments before swiftly snuggling back up to the demon, not minding that the other was colder than he was. A touch of cold never hurt anybody, after all, and besides, Ivan was being mildly sweet at the moment so Yao simply couldn't resist. He hummed cheerfully to himself for a second, looking up to him after a bit of silent thought and softly smiling. "Hey, hey, remember our old propaganda posters during that time? People are looking back at them and claiming how homo they all were. I find it kind of funny that they're willingly going back to look at them, aru."
He rolled his eyes and scoffed softly, looking down at him with a soft huff. "How could you insult me? I thought you and I were better than that." He tsked as he looked down at him, then hummed softly as he closed his eyes slowly. "...Hmm..." He sighed slowly as he held him closer, snuggling into him while wrapping his arms further around him. Seemed he was refusing to let go of him, at least for now. "Моя..." He mumbled out as he laid his head onto the Chinese male's, humming lightly and continuing to snuggle with him.
Yao silently snickered to himself, adoring the fact he was able to coax a reaction out of the Russian without needing to try all that hard, taking a quick moment to usher out a soft-hearted response instead of keeping up his sarcastic routine. "It's okay, I'll help you warm up, no worries, aru!" He stated, cozying properly into him and wrapping his wings around him in order to help warm him up. The angel didn't seem to mind the other's apparent possessiveness, content with cuddling him and his beloved panda plush; if he was being honest, he was a little happier to be cuddling with him than his panda plush, but he'd never verbally admit that, especially so considering how big of a deal he always made pandas out to be.
Ivan watched him lightly before tilting his head up enough that he could plant a light nuzzle onto the Chinese man's forehead, purring softly. He knew that they had an as-yet undetermined relationship, but he hoped the other wouldn't mind the light nuzzle. It would be better than letting his own sister be obsessed with him, he thought. He sighed at the thought, shaking his head a bit to himself since he didn't like the thought of being followed everywhere by his sister. He buried his face into his hair further, huffing lightly and holding onto him securely. His.
Blinking a few times in ever so light surprise upon being lightly nuzzled, Yao continued to hum out, giving Ivan a nuzzle of his own as he happily took the chance to simply bury his face in his chest. He was a very get-affection-then-give-back-affection, as it was one of the few things the Chinese man would follow word for word, especially when it came to Ivan considering he didn't freely give out any form of affection on most occasions. Hell, for all Yao knew, he might just be the only subject of the other's affections, such a thought making him smile madly with joy. "你真好！這讓我有點懷疑你想要我的東西... 呃，我可以習慣這個儘管." He said with a soft sigh, giving him another gentle nuzzle because, well, why not? He might just be able to get ever more affection from him, if he was lucky that is.
["You're being so nice! It's making me a little suspicious you want something from me... Ugh, I could get so used to this though."]
"возможно тебе следует..." He mumbled in his native tongue, holding him and stroking his hair as he smiled. Of course, he wasn't trying to show the other his smile, but he thought it was fun that the Chinese man was allowing him to do this with him. He sighed happily before holding him closer, essentially clinging to him like a panda as he hummed lightly. This was unusual for the demon, but at the same time, he was beginning to warm up to him, possibly? He seemed very happy. Cuddles are the best.
Cuddles are the best indeed, that being something that was directly reflected by his actions considering he was willing to drop any and all potential plans he had for the day just to lay and cuddle with Ivan in his favourite bamboo forest. On top of that, he was getting practically petted too! And Ivan was about as cuddly as a panda; Yao himself knew how cuddly pandas were, so that was most definitely a huge compliment in his eyes. "你就像一隻可愛的熊貓! 我要叫你... 我的北極熊貓!" He happily chirped out, seemingly proud of himself for having come up with his first-ever proper nickname for the Russian, even if he had thought up of it while using his native tongue. It was better than talking in English and verbally stimming at the end of his sentences with ''aru'', knowing it had the tendency to get annoying fast in his opinion at least.
["You're like a cuddly panda! I'm gonna call you... My arctic panda!"]
"There's a thing called a polar bear, Jao-Jao." He chuckled softly before nuzzling his forehead as he hummed happily, snuggling him before kissing his nose lightly as he sighed happily. "Вы очаровательны..." He mumbled out as he hummed lightly, watching him for a moment. "Hmmm..." It seemed he was thinking about something, merely snuggling into him as he hummed lightly. "Adorable." He lightly hummed in English just to make sure he knew that he thought he was absolutely adorable, just like his pet polar bear.
Yao fell into an embarrassed silence remembering that polar bears do, in fact, exist and that he had stupidly forgotten what their name was, hiding his slightly reddened face into the other's chest again. "I knew that. You know I like pandas more, so, you're my arctic [i panda], aru," He stated matter-of-factly with a huff, attempting to cover up the fact he had forgotten what a polar bear was called, deciding to stick with his original nickname to try and help convince Ivan that was an intentional choice. Yao didn't provide any comments upon being called adorable, too fixated on his embarrassment from being corrected before than to become softly flustered at being called such a thing, even if, for the most part, he himself thought so as well.
"...Sure, ангел, sure." He hummed out as he petted at his hair, closing his eyes and feeling sleepy feelings cover him like a heavy blanket. His fingers, which had been twirling his hair before, were just still now as he sighed heavily and went still. Ivan seemed to be half-asleep at this point, resting on his side as the cool breeze brushed over his face slowly. He did look pretty happy, all contented and happy with this situation. He was pretty much ready to pass out, however, absolutely exhausted from staying up with insomnia and slight pain from polar bear bites. It wasn't his fault that the polar bears he trained didn't listen to him! He hummed softly as he closed his eyes, sticking his tongue out. "Mmm..."
Yao quietly watched and softly smiled as he watched the Russian slowly grow sleepy, a sight that he personally never thought he'd live the day to acceptably witness himself, sighing out with tender contentedness. It took him a second of considerate thought, but eventually, he gently pushed Ivan onto his back, not daring to break the other's hold on himself of course, before shifting a bit so he could comfortably lay atop him much like a cat might casually lay on top of somebody. Hey, if they were going to nap together; which, in the Chinese male's mind was something already pre-determined as a yes; then it was going to be by his means of comfort, especially since sleeping on his belly made life much easier when it came to his wings, able to outstrech them comfortably in his sleep if he so chose to. Yao then shifted a tiny bit more to boop Ivan's nose before kissing the tip of it sweetly, "You seem very tired, you should sleep while you can, arctic panda, aru."
He sighed lightly as he put his hand on his back sleepily, letting the angel lay comfortably on top of him as he used the arm of the panda as a pillow. Ivan did sleep for a while, humming every so often when he stirred, but remained asleep until the dead of night. When he did wake up, it was from a nightmare, and he took a deep breath before looking down at Yao slowly. "...When...huh...?" He mumbled out, helping Yao back onto the ground as he stood up. Admittedly he wasn't used to sleeping and waking up in a bamboo field, much less with the Chinese man asleep on top of him. He took a soft breath before walking off and punching one of the more solid trees, watching it shatter into pieces and tumble to the ground as he felt the feeling of his powerful magical hands slip out of the wing holes in his back. His anger attempted to rise, but he forced himself to be calm as he took a breath and pressed his hands together slowly. "Успокойся, Иван..."
Yao quietly and tiredly whined out while he cuddled up to his panda plush, evidently unappreciative of the fact Ivan had left even while sleeping, softly stirring when he heard something that sounded similar to something woody breaking, followed with a thump to the ground. He cuddled his plush closer while he tried stirring himself awake; unlike Ivan, the Chinese man was all too comfortable waking up in bamboo forests, oftentimes napping in them whenever he could since it improved his chances to find any possible pandas wandering about. At first, he blamed the noises on a panda grabbing a snack to eat, but he slowly got to thinking. Pandas didn't typically eat fully grown stalks of bamboo, much less so whenever they had to take a bamboo tree down in order to get it. Yao let out tired, softly annoyed grumbles as he sat up, rubbing at his eyes to try and help wake him up before looking around the area for who was most likely to blame for the sound, slowly recalling the events that happened before he fell asleep. Wait, Ivan wasn't there, that was weird... Maybe he was to blame? Regardless, Yao felt the need to find the Russian again, so he slowly rose to his feet, and, clutching his panda plush for a bit of moral support, quietly looked around in search for the demon. "...Yiiiii-" Yao tried calling out, getting cut off by a sleepy yawn; he was [i not] used to waking up at night, that much was certain. "-wan, Yiiiiwan, you still out here?..."
Ivan heard him and tensed harshly, gripping onto the ground underneath him as his eyes glimmered. He took a soft breath and nearly screamed, trying his best to repress it as long as he could since he'd rather not worry Yao. He squeezed his eyes shut as he almost ripped out a bunch of grass, sighing shakily before swallowing heavily. "Mmmmm...fuck..." He grumbled out as he sighed again, shaking his head aggressively as his magic slowly rose up. "Hhhhhh...." His eyes glowed harshly as he swallowed heavily, humming quietly.
Yao quietly weaved his way through the tree-like sprouts of bamboo, following in the direction he had earlier heard something break open and fall to the ground. It certainly hadn't been done by any wild animal native to the area, the Chinese man knew too much about the fauna and wildlife of the area to even assume that was the logical explanation, which led him to assume it could be somebody else. Though, given the fact he hadn't seen the Russian since they both fell asleep, he was slightly hoping for the next best person: Hong Kong. Yao was definitely [i not] prepared to, in fact, find Ivan practically clawing at the ground, visibly struggling with what Yao could only guess was a magic overflow; his eyebrows knitted together in worry as he trepidly trod a little closer. "Yiwan..." He muttered out softly, saying nothing else other than his pronunciation of the other's name, only using it do display his worry and properly make his presence known. Yao didn't get too close either, a slight tinge of fear mixed with his concerned expression. Hey, he had always been told to stray away from such powerful demons, something he clearly didn't think much of considering he napped with Ivan, but he did grow wary of them whenever their unused magic simply overflowed. It was deathly dangerous, even he knew that much.
His eyes flicked to the Chinese man as his eyes kept glowing, growling softly before letting his magic flow stronger. It all seemed to be leaking into the ground, but he took a soft breath before covering himself in a shield and letting his magic explode. It made him heat up, making him sweat, but it thankfully didn't scorch him like most would since it wasn't as powerful a buildup as usual. He sighed shakily as he closed his eyes, ripping up a bit of grass before letting his shield down and collapsing as he panted. "Hah...hah...privet, Jao-Jao..." He mumbled through his breathlessness, looking up at him as he struggled to sit up.
Yao silently watched with a mixture of horror and concern, his eyebrows only further knitting together as he stood speechless for a few moments. He grew utterly terrified, but because of the stereotypical reasoning of ''demons are bad, they'll hurt an angel like you with their magic if you let them''. No, rather, he was terrified Ivan had hurt himself, having never seen the Russian get so exhausted or breathless before, earning Yao to drop his plush panda where he stood before swiftly sliding up to him and taking a moment to look over every part of him to ensure he had absolutely no injuries from such an explosion. The Chinese man visibly grew upset after double- rather, triple-checking that he was alright, but he didn't let a word usher out of his mouth, instead quietly shifting to merely hug him. Hey, if the person you were secretly adored slipped away in the middle of the night only for you to discover them potentially having hurt themselves and making you deathly worried and fearful, you'd be about as upset as Yao was at the moment too.
He sighed shakily as he looked over at him, panting softly and closing his eyes for a moment before relaxing his grip on the ground. "Sorry for worrying you, Jao-Jao..." He mumbled out as he looked over at him, then groaned softly as he swallowed heavily. "Это действительно нехорошо..." He grumbled to himself, then looked up at him again as he offered a shaky smile. "I'm glad you're okay...I thought you might've gotten hurt..." He whispered softly before moving closer and hugging him tightly, burying his face into him for a moment as he sighed shakily again. "Thank god you're alright..." He whispered, stroking his back and swallowing lightly as he sighed shakily.
"I'm the Great China... I don't [i get] hurt..." Yao murmured out quietly, his voice just barely mimicking a cold tone from how worry-filled it was. He was not happy whatsoever with that, in his own opinion, dumb and risky explosion the demon had pulled off, sitting on the ground while he crossed his arms together and tried his best not to end up angry crying as a response. "You're the Great Russia... You're not [i supposed] to get hurt either, much less hurt yourself, damnit... Plus you snuck off instead of continuing to sleep with me and left me all alone with panda in the middle of my bamboo forest!! You're emotionally cruel in more ways than one, Yiwan, aru..." He grumbled out, stuck in a miniature pout with angry tears that he couldn't quite explain, unable to properly cover how he genuinely felt about the other for once.
He let out a hesitant laugh before looking away and sighing as he shifted softly, mumbling to himself as he hugged himself tightly. "I'm...sorry..." He mumbled out before standing up and holding his hand out to him, sighing lightly and leading him back to the tree and sitting down as he sighed softly. It hurt that he'd managed to make him this upset, and he gently rubbed at his wrist as he kept his eyes down. "Hmm..." He hummed softly as he shook his head, his whole body shifting uncomfortably as he glanced over at him.
Yao reluctantly followed Ivan back to the tree, picking up his panda plush off the ground while they walked back, plopping back down on his belly while he cuddled up to his plush, gently glaring up at him while he angrily cuddled his plush. It had been decided, Ivan's punishment for upsetting him was that he'd get no more cuddles that day, or technically night. That is, unless he got a heartfelt apology, though, knowing the Russian, he'd settle with some genuine affection instead as well. For the time being, however, he continued spouting little, false claims he himself didn't believe just as a way for him to softly vent his frustrated crying anger. "Why do you got to be so mean anyways? I just wanna have nice moments with you but noooo, that's too much to ask for apparently. We don't even have a proper alliance or treaty or nothing and I'm worried about you for no reason even though I know you'll be fine. I should have listened to the warnings never to trust a demon! You all are cruel, cold, wicked things!"
Ivan had to admit, the last one stung, but he moved close and started petting his hair again as he sighed softly. "I said I'm sorry, Jao-Jao...I didn't want you to see what happened, I..." He started, then stopped as he sighed and rubbed his shoulder. He then quietly pulled a box out of his pocket, pushing it over to the Chinese man before scooting over a bit. "A peace offering." He mumbled out, hugging his knees and waiting for him to grab it as he watched him silently. If Yao didn't understand, he'd just push it to him again. He wanted the angel to understand that he felt bad for worrying him, especially since he didn't mean for him to see it at all. If Yao had stayed asleep, he probably could've vented out his fear in a more private way, even if that meant he would probably explode [i harder] and probably give himself a bit of whiplash.
Yao stared at the box with an uncanny and strange hate that didn't suit his typical self whatsoever, and he was quick to shove it gently away from himself in favour of hugging his panda plush tighter, huffing out while he sharply turned his head away. "I don't want box-ception right now, aru," He grumbled, having assumed that the box was just a box inside a box that was inside another box and so on and so forth, much like Russian dolls. It wouldn't be the first time the Russian had given him such a thing, after all, and he strongly wasn't in the mood to humour anybody at the moment. The Chinese man huffed out again when the box was pushed towards him once more, quietly grumbling to himself as he reached out yet again, though he didn't push it away this time, instead suspiciously watching Ivan to try and figure out why the box was seemingly so important.
He merely watched him with a slightly expectant look, then gently took the Chinese man's hand and put the box into it gently. "Here, I'll help you, da." He hummed out as he smiled lightly in his slight excitement, not wanting him to be upset anymore. Of course, he was upset himself, especially since he felt a bit bad. He scooted forwards and put his arms around him lightly, just cuddling him while he waited for him to open the box. Ivan's excitement was palpable, seeming slightly happy as he shifted softly. He'd gotten this for the other, specially for him.
Yao continued to eye Ivan suspiciously, silently trying to figure out if this was some complex plan to get him to fall for another box version of a Russian doll while he looked between the box and the demon a few times. Well, he [i was] smiling a bit, and he seemed lightly excited about the idea of Yao opening the box, plus, he was giving out cuddles at the moment too, so, with a slight hint of reluctance, Yao let out a sigh. "Fine, fine, but if this is a trick, you're becoming my new experimentee for any questionable medicine I come up with, aru." The angel lightly threatened though it held more sarcasm than seriousness, letting out another sigh before doing as he was expected to do by opening the box obediently.
He shrugged softly, watching him open the box as he grinned lightly. Inside was a necklace held together by a chain, a bunch of panda-themed charms hanging from it as well as a bunch of Russian characters that, if prompted, Ivan translated for him. Apparently, Ivan had gotten a necklace for him that said "My panda" since he liked the idea of them calling each other their pandas. He smiled over at him as he nuzzled him lightly, purring softly. "Я люблю вас..." He whispered out as he closed his eyes, knowing that it would take a bit for Yao to understand the words he'd said.
Yao softly blinked before cheerfully smiling at the sight of the panda charms, any and all of his previous suspicions and passive anger dropping dead in favour of happily examining his gift. He was able to read Russian fairly decently, with plenty of thanks to the Sino-Soviet treaty for allowing him to sit down and properly learn Russian, but it definitely took him a second to figure out what he had said. Yao readily understood difficult or formal words and phrases, such as Достопримечательность, but he didn't quite understand the simplicity of basic phrases as, well, he never really had to use casual day-to-day Russian chit-chat. Why would he, after all? He only learned the language to help him properly communicate things to Ivan and his government officials anytime something had come up on his side of the alliance, so he had to sit and think while he manually translated instead of readily recalling. Yao's eyes went wide after a few seconds of thought, swiftly looking up to Ivan with a mixed look of disbelief and flustered-ness. "等等, 等等, 等等, 真的嗎? 告訴我這不是開玩笑."
[Достопримечательность = tourist attraction, fun fact. "Wait, wait, wait, really? Tell me that isn't a joke."]
"я выгляжу так, как буду?" He hummed lightly in response, raising an eyebrow at him before nuzzling his nose gently. "You're my panda, Jao-Jao." Ivan hummed happily as he held him close to him, nuzzling him lightly and even peppering light kisses across his face. Mostly across his cheeks and nose, but a couple did end up on Yao's lips on 'accident' since the Russian was trying his best to be slightly subtle with his love for the Chinese man. Not like it was working, it was pretty obvious how he felt at this point. He was purring and smiling, holding onto him as he did. He wanted to be around him.
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