Russia x Reader- Blind Date

  "A blind date? Really Lovina?" you groan and slump down in your chair rubbing at the growing headache.
  "What?! Now that i'm dating Gilbert all you do is sit at home with your cat while you wait for my date to be over. I'm just trying to help you get a life ____."
  "Mr. Whiskers and I are perfectly happy, I don't need this 'life' you speak of."
  Lovina scoffs and crosses her arms, "You'll thank me for this later."
  "Even if I am grateful I won't give you the satisfaction of an 'I told you so'"
  "I'll still say it, what are best friends for?" you sigh but decide having a date isn't the worst thing in the world. Besides, Lovina will be there to help bail you out if things get too awkward.

  So you haven't had a date in a year or two, just cause you had a bad break up with the last guy doesn't mean you'll never date again. Just because you've been avoiding the male species, except for Mr. Whiskers of course, doesn't mean you hate men. Except maybe you do a little. But can anyone really blame you? I mean after what that Spaniard did? Cheating on you with some blond tart who made decent waffles? After that fiasco you determined that the world is a cruel place and you'd rather keep company with Lovina and your cat. And things had been fine, a little lonely, but fine.

 You'd only come out of the house because of the promise of sweets at this little cafe down the street with your best friend. Who knew that treats could be such a cruel trick. With another bite of cinnamon roll you continue to act mad at Lovina. She isn't buying it, she knows you too well for that.
  "Come on ___, he's just your type too." You turn to her a little more interested in what she has to say, and raise an eyebrow. "Yeah, he's tall and muscular. Easy on the eyes, slightly psycho but not like cereal killer. Gilbert barely tolerates him though, but he seems like a decent guy. I promise if this goes bad we'll run out of here okay?"
  You mull it over for a second. This guy does sound pretty intriguing. "Alright, deal."
  "Awesome."
  You laugh, "Gilbert is starting to rub off on you."
  "What? He is not! I'm nothing like that idiot."
  "Mmmhmm sure, you're going soft too."
  "Don't tempt me, you know i can be mean." You stop the teasing, she isn't kidding when she says she can be mean. And you don't want her in a bad mood.

  The little bell above the door jingles and in walks Gilbert with a giant man behind him. You gape, Lovina said he was tall but you didn't imagine him being /this/ tall. He looks to be almost a foot taller then you. Lovina also wasn't wrong when she said he was easy on the eyes. His platinum hair compliments his purple eyes and makes them almost radiate light. He isn't thin, but something tells you he isn't fat either. He looks more like he works out a lot.

  While you're checking him out, he's doing the same to you. Gilbert slides easily next to Lovina and plants a kiss on her mouth loudly, breaking the spell between you and the stranger. You smile and gesture for him to take a seat beside you in the booth. When he does so it squishes you against the wall. He holds out his hand to you and you give it a firm shake.
  "Hi, my name is ____."
  "Nice to meet you, i'm Ivan." his accent is thick, Russian maybe? Whatever it is, it's totally hot. Maybe you would have to thank Lovina after all.

  Everyone orders something small and you eat with small conversation getting to know each other a little better. Gilbert switches between glaring at Ivan and making googoo eyes at Lovina. When the soup and sandwiches are gone you all stand and wonder what next.
  "I want to take Lovina back home, so i guess we call it a night here?" Gilbert obviously doesn't want to stick around Ivan any longer and Lovina shoots Gilbert a look before shrugging to me.
  "You guys go ahead, i'm sure Ivan can walk me home." you look to Ivan and he nods happily.

  You say your goodbyes as the four of you walk out the door. Gilbert wraps an arm around Lovina and the two walk away towards His car. Ivan looks a little concerned for a second murmuring, "Oh he was my ride home." before he turns back to you with a smile. "I would love to walk you home, but you will have to lead the way."
  You smile and start walking, "You'll have a ride home though right? Gilbert didn't just abandon you?"
  "He did but that is okay, he does not like me much. But it is no problem, i can call a taxi."

  The walk is a friendly one full of laughter and jokes. Ivan is really a sweet guy, though Antonio seemed sweet at first too. You wipe the thought of him from your head, thinking about him will only taint the happiness Ivan is bringing you. Not every man is a cheat you remind yourself.

  The walk takes far shorter then you would have liked and soon your standing in front of your appartment door not wanting Ivan to leave. You shuffle your feet and play with your keys trying to think of a reason for him to stick around. But the winter air is chilly and you don't want to keep him.
  "Thank you for walking me home, i really enjoyed talking with you."
  "I as well, could be meet up again? For coffee or something?"
  "I think we could do that."
  "I would very much like to get to know you more." You grin and pull out a piece of paper from your purse and scribble down your name and phone number before handing him the slip.
  "Here, call me sometime and we can get together okay?"
  His smile is bright and he nods enthusiastically. You wave as he walks away towards the street, bumping into the little fence because he's not paying attention to where he's going. You laugh as he flushes.

  When he's out of sight you walk into your apartment and fall onto the couch. Mr. Whiskers meows and jumps onto your stomach. You lift him in the air before cuddling the not so enthusiastic Siberian to your chest. He complains as you stroke his long fur.
  "Oh Mr. Whiskers, he's a cutie."