Russia's first instinct was to protect you, and your unborn child as he set you on your feet and held you pressed close against him, turned away from Belarus and the daggers she was throwing at you with her eyes, before she could start throwing real daggers at you.
"Natalia, what are you doing here?"
"That does not matter! What is __________ doing here! And why are you holding her like that!"
You peeked out from around Russia and looked at his sister, you were afraid, but you were not going to leave Russia to take care of the whole matter on his own.
"Natalia… I can explain, I..I love Ivan-"
Natalia angrily shook her head and glared harder at you, if that was even possible.
"Nyet! I do not want to hear that! You could never love him as much as I do! You do not deserve him!"
Russia pulled you closer to him and looked sternly at his sister with a frown, shaking his head.
"Nyet, Natalia, vy znayete, chto eto ne tak, ya lyublyu yeye, yesli vy deystvitelʹno lyubite menya vy pozvolite mne bytʹ schastlivoy."
("No, Natalia, you know that is not true, I love her, if you really do love me you will let me be happy.")
"No ... Brat ... YA lyublyu tebya, pochemu ty ne lyubishʹ menya?"
("But... Brother... I love you, why don't you love me back?")
"Natalia, I do love you, but not in the way you want me too, please understand…"
"I don't want to understand! I want you to love me! How come you love her and not me!? What does she have that I don't!"
Russia looked down at the ground and shook his head, tears glistening in his eyes as he struggled to find the right words. He did love his sister, more than he could say, but it was not enough, he did not love her as much as he loved _________, and he never would be able to.
Natalia turned away and started walking towards the back door, stopping in the door way to give a sideways glance over her shoulder at you and Ivan.
"Don't think this over…"
Ivan released his grip on you and sunk down to his knees, small sobs starting to choke their way out as he felt the crushing power of the tears he had seen running down his sister's face, he had seen her cry before, but never before had they seemed the way these had, she looked like he had just killed her, and in some ways he probably had. He never wanted to see anyone he cared about like that, but there was no other way, and then her threat at the end, he was afraid, not for himself, but for you and your unborn child, he could not lose either of you, he was afraid of even the thought, and he knew he would not be able to live through it if he lost you both.
You sat down on the floor and pulled Ivan into a hug, letting his head rest on your chest as he clutched your shirt in his hands and cried, most of what he said was unintelligible, but you sat there soothing him, whispering kind words and stroking his hair. You knew that he was hurting, and all you wanted to do was make the hurt stop, so you did the only thing you knew how to do to comfort him, and you were just there, trying to calm him down.
"Shh… It is alright, it will be okay…"
Ivan shook his head and clutched your shirt tighter, much like a small child would be doing when being comforted by their mother.
"Nyet. It is not, she wants to hurt you, and I hurt her. It will not be okay!"
Your heart was breaking at the pitiful expression on his face as you tried your best to sooth him and make his hurting stop.
"I will be fine, okay? Why don't we go watch a movie, and have some hot chocolate? Da?"
Hearing you mimic him brought a slight smile to his face as he nodded and hugged you gently, burying his face in your shirt, soaking it more with the last of his tears.
"Da. Thank you ________, you are so sweet, much sweeter than even sunflowers."
You smiled and wiped the last few remaining tears away with your thumb before you rose to your feet and offered him your hand, grunting at just how heavy he was as you helped pull him to his feet.
"Go wait in the living room and pick out a movie while I make the cocoa."
You shook your head and smiled as you watched him salute and then walk into the living room, going over to the movie cabinet and scanning through the movies. You watched him for a few seconds before you went into the kitchen and set a pan of milk on the stove to heat as you grabbed a few squares of chocolate from the cupboard and the sugar, shaving the chocolate into the milk as it heated until it was hot and bubbly and a rich brown color with a heavenly aroma coming up off of it. You stirred in enough sugar to make it sweet, but not so much it killed the chocolate flavor before you poured it into two mugs and placed them on a tray with some cookies you had also found in the cupboard.
By the time you made it into the living room with the tray Ivan had picked out a movie and played it to the title screen, and he had even gone and gotten the blanket from his room so you two could snuggle on the couch.
"I hope you don't mind, but I picked out a scary movie, it looked interesting."
You sat the tray on the coffee table before you sat down next to Ivan and snuggled against him as he wrapped the blanket around you and pressed you against his side.
"It is fine, I like scary movies, and you are here, so there is nothing for me to fear."
Ivan smiled and kissed the top of your head as he started the movie, it had been playing for a few minutes before he finally spoke again, turning your face to look at him.
"Lyublyu… Have you ever been afraid of me?"
You looked at him with confusion for a moment before you nodded and looked into his eyes.
"Yes I have, I have been terrified of you."
Ivan looked hurt and pulled away from you, ready to stand up.
"I'm not finished yet Ivan. I was terrified of you telling me you did not love me, and then I was terrified of you not wanting to have a child when we found out that we were going to have one."
Ivan sat back down and pulled you into his lap so you were straddling him as he grinned and kissed you lovingly.
"You scared me sunflower, I thought you were afraid of me, and I don't want you to ever be afraid of me."
You smiled and pressed little kisses along his jaw line with care as you softly stroked the back of his head.
"I could never be afraid of you, you are too sweet to be afraid of."
Ivan smiled and sighed contently as he held your hips gently, leaning forward to kiss your neck.
"I am glad to hear it, thank you…"
"To be honest, the only thing that scares me about you is that our child will like you more."
Russia let out a loud laugh against your skin, sending shivers through your body as you giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck.
"You are afraid he will like me more? That is silly, you know he will like you more."
"What makes you so sure it will be a he? "
"Nothing, but it is better than calling the baby an it, da?"
You did not really know what to say to that, you could not argue with it, it would bother you if you were called an it, so he had a valid point.
"Okay, you win this round."
"I did not know it was a game, what is my prize?"
You giggled and kissed him sweetly, nipping at his lips softly.
"How about this?"
"Is a good prize, I like…"