Follow my steps //SovBrit

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟟: 𝕃𝕖𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕡

(This place that they shop at isn't even in the USSR [aka: the old land of Russia], it's in the UK. So, please don't think that the description I put for the mall isn't like a Russian one you'd find in Moscow)

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The two pulled up to the car park. It was dimly lit with flashy white lights, the smell of gasoline was horrific and the cars in the car park were neatly packed inside the lines of spaces. USSR drove around the parking lot in hopes of finding a space. Thankfully, they did. He neatly set the car in reverse and drove into the space slowly. Beep. The car slowly came near towards a Jeep behind them. Beeep. A few more inches and the car would hit the Jeep. Beeeep! So close now. The sound of the beeping flattened. 

USSR sighed as he sat back in his seat. He turned towards UK who was peacefully snoozing in the car seat comfortably. USSR allowed a small smile creep up his face. He loved looking after UK. For the past few days, his feelings grew slowly for the British man. He vowed to follow his father's footsteps in taking over the world but with UK beside him, it felt like he had other responsibilities to look after UK with his heart. He adorned the style UK had, he adorned the smile, the hair, the eyes and hands. Oh, how it meant the world for him if it didn't mean they would get separated from each other. He allowed his fingers trace UK's features softly. His hair, then his shoulders, then his neck to his cheek. He let out a soft sigh as he nudged UK awake. 

The eyes of the smaller fluttered as he let out a soft yawn. A small groan was let out too right after he slowly blinked, his white eyelashes moving swiftly in the action. "Mgh.. Are we here?" UK asked quietly. "Mhm, take your time to get ready, we have plenty of time," USSR replied sweetly. UK let out a sad groan as he sat up to get out of the car, with USSR locking the door. "We can't leave like this silly. We have to be in our human forms. We can't have anyone suspicious of us," USSR said, removing his hat from his head. "Oh. Right, right," UK said quietly, moving away from the door. In a blink of an eye, the two changed forms.

They stared at each other for minutes. UK has dirty white  hair and shiny emerald eyes matching beautifully with the pale skin and light freckles. However, with USSR, he has midnight black hair and chin hair matching with sky blue eyes and a scar across his right eye, which separated his thick, right eyebrow. "O- Oh my.. You're so beautiful.. Like night," UK murmured. USSR moved his hand closer to UK's cheek and gave a soft smile. "And you're like a garden of flowers in the early mornings. So vibrant and sweet," he responded in the same hushed tone as UK's. UK crept a smile and his cheeks turned a rosy pink. "So uhm, what is your human name?" UK asked. "Aleksandr, and you?" "Harvey. It's different since you don't hear it much in my country but I guess that's that," 

The two paused after that and slowly slipped out of the car. "You've got everything?" UK asked. "Uh yeah. Why?" USSR asked. "Me silly. Pick me up please," UK said sadly. "You like me picking you up hm? I guess I'll do that since you asked so nicely. Here, come to my arms." USSR chuckled delightfully, having the British run up to his arms like a small child. UK adjusted himself on USSR's arms and giggled. "What?" "Your pecs are huge, they'll eat me up if I place my head on it," the smaller cheekily said. "Oh really? I wonder why," USSR chuckled. The two arrived to the entrance and as they entered, security caught up to them. 

"(R*) Uh sir, sorry to disturb you and your.. partner here, but you can not carry him," security Viktor said monotonously. "(R)Oh right, sorry," USSR replied "(E**) Harvey, I'm going to put you down if that's alright, we can not move like that," UK looked at Security Viktor with slight sadness in his expression. "(E) Hey, I know that it seems you and your friend here likes to do this but unfortunately, this country hates people like these. Even I'm hiding the fact I'm one too but people will arrest me if it is shown publicly. Sorry," Viktor said, looking at USSR too. "Oh, that's.. alright," UK replied "We will be moving. Thank you sir," The security waved goodbye and stood back in his place, to which his expression seemed to change after that.