Two Of Us (WW2 RusCan)

Chapter Six

     Matthew didn't talk to Ivan at all for the remainder of the day, he stayed in the back of the cave with Kumajiro. He was too afraid to move ever since Ivan told him that the wolf was in the cave because it could smell them.

All he did was pray and pray to God, hoping that he would hear his prayers that he wanted to be with Alfred again, he wanted to be home, he didn't want to fight, he didn't want to be prey for all of the animals outside of the cave. He wanted to live.

This didn't annoy the other male at all. He practically ignored him. He was thinking of his own problems. He too wanted to leave the cave but not back to family, to his troop. He wanted to continue to fight, not to stay in a trapped cave like an animal.

"How long?"

Ivan looked up from widdling a stick and over to Matthew. His voice was no more than a whisper at all. "What was that?" Ivan asked clearly.

"H-how long...is this supposed-"

"To last?" Ivan finished his sentence, impatient with the Canadian. "Blizzards last days."

"How many?"

"Usually four."

"Then the blizzard should end soon?"

"Possibly."

"W-what do you mean 'p-possibly?' It will either end or not..."

"I don't know." Ivan finally said, continuing to widdle the stick more.

   Ivan was silent before he stood, walking out of the cave like it was nothing to him. After around ten minutes, he walked back inside then over to Matthew and crouched down beside him. "Matvey."

   Matthew took a moment before looking up and for the first time in a while, look directly into his violet eyes. He then noticed Ivan's hand out to him, his hand full of frozen cold berries. His eyes shifted back at Ivan's face which looked a little red and he couldn't tell if it was because of the cold or he was blushing slightly.

     Ivan sighed, covering his mouth with his scarf as he spoke, "Eat. It will help you and make you feel better."

    "Thank you." Matthew nodded, taking the berries and let the ice off of one dissolve in his mouth before he actually chewed it. "You should eat some too, no?"

    "I can stand not eating for days."

     Matthew sighed, "But I've never seen you eat since we've been here."

   "Fine. Fine. Fine." The Russian groaned, biting down on one making him jump, "Fuck!" He said, holding his jaw.

    Matthew rolled his eyes and took another berry from Ivan's hand. "Let it melt in your mouth, then bite." He threw the frozen fruit in his mouth and Ivan waited along with Matthew until the two of them started chewing and swallowed.

     "It's cold." Ivan shuttered.

    "I wouldn't think that would be a problem for you." Matthew said, about to take another berry from Ivan's hand before Ivan pulled it away. Before Matthew questioned, the  Russian bit one, most of the berry unbit and motioned Matthew to take the rest of it from his mouth.

     Matthew looked confused before he shyly, but quickly took it from him, using his mouth, their lips almost touching.

    When he pulled away he saw Ivan's face, now that was a real blush. This made Matthew slightly chuckle. "Wasn't what you were expecting from a Canadian?"

    "Nyet." Ivan replied blankly, loosening his grip on the berries in his hand. Matthew took one and put it in his mouth, leaning towards Ivan. This time, Ivan didn't even hesitate to take the berry, but instead, he kissed Matthew deeply but yet passionately.

    This startled Matthew and not even after a few seconds, he was already melting into the kiss completely.

    He held in a whimper when Ivan pulled away, and to Matthew's surprise, Ivan showed him the unfrozen berry in his mouth as victory. "The Russian wins, Da?" He smiled, chewing his prize.

    Matthew shyly nodded until Ivan chuckled in delight, resting the side of his head onto his palm, his arm resting on his knee. "I pulled away because you were melting like ice by a fire."

    Matthew slightly turned pink and looked away. "Well, you sure act like fire. Your flames are unpredictable and you're making me melt completely..."

    "Ah, so Matvey is cube of ice and I am fire." He smiled their violet eyes meeting once again, "Can I melt you again?"

    Matthew blushed again. Facing down at the cold stone floor, avoiding the fire's gaze. "There's not much left to melt..."

    Ivan smiled again, ignoring him as his body was already leaning over the Canadian's. Matthew leaned closer to his lips before Kumajiro popped his head up in front of Matthew, now standing on his lap. Ivan had noticed almost immediately, not laying a single touch of his lips on a bear.

     "Oh Kumajiro...I forgot you were here..." Ivan growled. His eyes then became wide with an idea, picking up Kumajiro as he stood, startling Matthew completely. He didn't know what the Russian was going to do to him but to his surprise, it wasn't his nightmare.

    Ivan said in an obvious sarcastic voice, "Then if there is no longer any ice to melt, I'll just have to be bored and play with an annoying bear for eternity." Ivan held Kumajiro in one of his arms as he spun, happily dancing with himself as he hummed.

    Matthew then stood up, the first time in a while, and wrapped himself in Ivan's arms as Matthew held his bear closely.

    The Russian stopped dancing and properly held Matthew close to him as he slowly moved his feet almost like a slow dance. Matthew followed, not remembering the last time he danced.

    It must have been when he was an early aged adult when Alfred was setting up dates for him, each one always ending with a slow dance. But each time, he was always the lead and he always felt uncomfortable since he barely knew the women.

     But he barely knew Ivan.

    So why was this different? Why did he feel so warm next to him? Why did he want to hug him? Why did he feel like laughing a little? Why did he feel so safe in the middle of an unknown place?

    "Matvey?"

    The name snapped him out of his thoughts as he looked up at the Russian. Their violet eyes meeting for probably the fourth time ever since they were stuck with each other. This time, there was a change. Ivan's eyes so sharp and fierce, was starting to loosen and become relaxed. Gentle.

     "я люблю тебя." Ivan hummed.

      Matthew closed his eyes, testing his head on his chest. "What does that mean?"

      "...Nothing."

  
     (Translation: I love you)

     To be continued...