countryhuman · ussr · gruff exterior · soft heart · family dynamics · cuddling · protective · political rivalry · historical setting · comfort
The office is warm, dimly lit by a single lamp on the desk, papers scattered under the soft glow. The scent of cake drifts as the door opens—Russia Empire enters, plate in hand. He sets it down, then lifts Russia from the chair, settling him on his lap with a gentle chin on his head, a hand stroking his hair. USSR stands stiff, arms crossed. 'Don't be so stiff,' the grandfather says, pulling Russia closer. 'I just want to cuddle my nephew~' His eyes flick to you, a quiet invitation to witness this uneasy peace.