for the ruv x reader prompts, what about ruv comforting reader during a blizzard 🥺👉👈
Alright then! ^^ Reminder this is my first time posting about this so forgive me if there's some mistakes (also English is not really my first language so also forgive my grammar)
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You sniffed as you wrapped yourself in a blanket. Ugh… you’re not used to this kind of weather, it’s so cold… what makes it worse is that there are no electricity for today since the power got cut off for a week due to the fact that none of you paid the bills this month and the fireplace is useless since you ran out of fire wood, not to mention how the heater you got is broken but judging by the lack of electricity it is also useless.
You got up and try to find more blankets but to no avail so you just sat down on one of the benches in the pews and hope that this blizzard ends sooner. You wonder what the other two is doing right now, are they fine? Well specifically, Is SARVENTE fine? Ruv can handle this cold weather, right? Actually, where the hell is he?
You shook it off and just closed your eyes to drift off to sleep, thinking that the moment you wake up, the storm will be over.
The sound of heavy boots on snow can be heard near the church as a figure approached the doors closer and closer, there stood Ruv covered in snow, he was just out to get groceries since Sarv asked him so kindly, the moment he left the store, the blizzard soon started. He also went and paid the electric bills with the extra money he got from pickpocketing while in the store.
He did remember watching the weather forecast, warning them about the upcoming snowstorm but it did not bother the man that much. It felt cold, yes but he can manage it.
He placed down the groceries on the ground and took out his copy of the keys and inserted it into the keyhole to unlock it. He then shook off the snow covering him, placing the groceries on one of the benches. At the side of his vision, he saw a pile of cloth on the other bench, his brow furrowing at the sight, thinking who left that mess.
He went to the bench to pick up the cloth, only to hear sniffles from under it, he was confused and took off that blanket to only see you, shivering and looking pale. Alongside of being concerned at your condition, he also thought of how stupid you are to stay in the pews, which is much colder, instead of being in your room.
He quickly closed the doors, locking it, carrying the groceries on one hand while carrying you on his other arm, holding you close to at least keep you warm.
After he placed the groceries on the proper shelves, he immediately went back to your room where he put you in, he also got extra firewood with him from his secret stash, it was for emergency and I guess to him this is an emergency. He also checked Sarvente’s room to drop off more firewood and to tell her that he also paid the bills.
“Where did you get the money?” She asked him with suspicion, crossing her arms against her chest.
“God’s blessing” He replied bluntly and left.
Once he arrives, he immediately put some firewood in your fireplace and tried to put it on fire, he also somehow got the heater working again by casually slamming his hand on it.
You started moving around, sweating from how hot it got, how you felt so suffocated and you felt like there’s a tons of weight on you. You immediately shot up awake, sitting up and wiping your forehead’s sweat and looked around, seeing the lights turned on and also the layers upon layers of blanket on you.
You heard soft cussing in russian from the corner of your room, there you see a certain mad Russian trying to light up the match but it kept breaking in half.
*CRACK* “Ублюдок…” *CRACK* “почему ты не загораешься…” *CRACK* “сука…” *CRACK* “хватит ломать- “ *CRACK-*
(Translation: Motherfucker... Why won't you light up... Bitch... Stop breaking-)
You heard him huff in anger and threw the empty box of match away, you smiled and tried not to laugh at his misery and reached for your lighter in your bedside cabinet as he pulled out another box of match.
“Это третья коробка…” *CRACK* “надеюсь, ты умрешь”
(Translation: This is the third box... I hope you die)
You got up and approached him with your lighter in hand, he looked at you with a blank expression but you can tell that inside he is raging because of the match sticks, you hand him the lighter and his shoulder seems to relax a bit. He took the other two empty match boxes and lit both on fire then threw it on the fireplace. He handed the lighter back to you and sit still as he watched the flames emerge in the fireplace.
You sat beside him and leaned on his shoulder to him.
“Where have you been?” You asked him.
You played with his jacket’s sleeve and then gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, you see his mouth slightly twitch into what you can say into a smile.
Soon the blizzard is over, both Sarvente and Ruvyzvat started cleaning the snow caused by the blizzard, in the garden, the roof, the balconies and the front yard while you stayed in your room because you got sick from the blizzard, you want to help but oh well…
