A/N: This is another request
Warning: My knowledge of Russian culture and language is minimal to none (with only google and google translate by my side). If there's something that should be taken out or changed feel free to message :)
Tag/s: Russian!Shy!Reader, Established Relationship
Guide:
(Y/N): Your First Name
2nd Person's POV
"Sebastian, I told you to be gentle with it! It was only a prototype!" Herder shouted at the colonel, who only sighed and waved off his hand.
"It's fine," he shrugged, as he looked over to you, "Look, (Y/N)'s already halfway done fixing it,"
You playfully rolled your eyes as you looked at the gun, checking each corner if it was ready.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean you can always be reckless with them," you lightly scolded as you gave Von Herder the gun.
He cheered as he hugged it tightly, mushing his cheek against it.
"It's good as new! Thank you, Miss (Y/N)!" he grinned as he hugged you tightly, making you chuckle as you hugged him back.
"All right, all right, let's get going," Sebastian grabbed you by the back, pulling you out of the hug.
"Louis is gonna get mad again if I made you come home late," he sighed, pulling you out of the laboratory.
"Oh, right! I have to go shopping with Louis right after for dinner," you gasped, quickening your pace.
"Thank you again, Miss (Y/N)!" Herder waved energetically, making you smile, and happily waved goodbye.
"Hey," Sebastian whispered, making you look at him,
"If it's gonna be Stargazy pie again, stop him at all cost." he deadpanned, completely serious.
You lightly laughed with a nod, "I'll see what I can do,"
"It's good to hear that the mission was a success," Louis smiled as he helped you out of the carriage.
"Yes, the repair wasn't that complicated either," you added, digging through your bag for the list.
"Let's see..." you mumbled, looking through the ingredients and could already tell what was for dinner.
"Stargazy pie again, I see," you smiled, making Louis sheepishly nod.
"William-nii-san really likes them," he added, looking over the stalls.
Recalling Sebastian's wish, you tried to think of a way to change Louis's mind.
"H-Hey! How about we try another dish?" you suggested, making Louis look back at you.
"Since Will really likes fish, how about we try making ukha?" you added, catching his attention.
"I think it would be good to make something different every once in a while," you reasoned, hoping it would coax him.
"...I don't see why not," he mused, making you internally sigh in relief.
"What ingredients do we need?"
"Well, there's fish, of course, potatoes, onions, morkov', bay leaves..." you counted on your finger.
"Mor... kov?" Louis repeated as he looked at you in confusion.
"Yeah, morkov'," you confirmed, staring at him innocently for a minute.
"Oh!" you exclaimed, "It's the... it's um... you know, the orange ones!" you described, looking around the market.
"It's those!" you pointed, making Louis turn around.
"Did you mean carrots?" he asked, and you nodded in reply.
"Y-Yes..." you shyly chuckled, scratching your cheek.
"Don't worry! I'll just take the lead," you reassured, grabbing his sleeve as you led him around the market for the ingredients.
"(Y/N)," a quiet voice called out, making you turn around and see Sebastian peeking his head by the kitchen door.
"What's for dinner?" he whispered, warily looking over Louis.
"Well, it's not stargazy pie..." you answered, making him sigh with relief.
Until he saw cod in the kitchen as he looked at you questioningly, "...it's ukha," you shyly ended, making him glare at you.
"(Y/N)?"
"Yes?" you quickly replied as you turned around, covering Sebastian as he retreated.
"Will you call William-nii-san from his office? Dinner is about finished," Louis called out, plating the soup.
"Coming!" you hollered, wiping your hands on your apron and rushing off to William's office.
"Will?"
"In here, love," you gently opened the door, seeing William scanning over the shelves.
You smiled as you rushed over to him, hugging him tightly.
"Dinner's almost ready," you reminded, relishing his company.
"All right," he smiled, running his hand across your hair.
"I hope Sebastian didn't give you a hard time?" he chuckled, hugging you back.
"Nothing I can't handle, lyubimyy," you grinned, snuggling against his chest, sighing in contentment.
"That's good to hear," he smiled, kissing the top of your head.
"Louis told me that you two were making something new?" he asked, making you nod.
"Yeah. Sebastian said he didn't want to have stargazy pie for dinner again, so I suggested making ukha! It's still seafood, but it's soup instead of pie, and-"
"-Uhm," James called out by the door, making you pull away.
"Sorry to disturb you and lyubimyy," he grinned, making your cheeks flare up, "But Louis is calling everyone for dinner,"
"We'll be right down," William smiled, making James walk off as he looked at you with a teasing smirk.
"Augh..." you groaned, covering your face in embarrassment as William chuckled.
"No need to be so shy, love..." he smiled, grabbing your hand and kissing your knuckles, "Let's go. I'm curious about what you prepared this evening,"
Dinner was a success.
Sebastian was a bit hesitant at first, but you managed to force persuade him to eat it.
Everyone enjoyed it! And you and Louis were thrilled that William even asked for seconds.
You hummed to yourself cheerfully as you washed the dishes, proud of yourself with how dinner went.
"Love?"
"In here!" you called, making William look over to you in the kitchen.
"You called?" you asked, drying your hands with a towel.
He only smiled as he circled his finger, telling you to turn around.
You did as he said and felt something cold hit your chest, making you look down.
It was a pendant necklace with an amethyst in the middle,
"I thought it would match your eyes," he reasoned as you turned to him.
"Thank you!" you smiled, going up to your toes as you kissed him chastely, admiring the pendant as you two walked up to your room.
"That reminds me, Albert said the three of us will be attending a party next week?"
"Yes, the host has been accused of numerous assaults but was never charged,"
"Really? Mr. Wilson, huh," you mumbled, remembering all the past encounters you've had with the man, "Is he the one that almost got bankrupt?"
"Correct. One of his workers came to me for help, saying he was abusing and blaming them for that,"
You sighed as your blood heated up at the thought.
"Don't blame a mirror for your ugly face," you mumbled, making William look at you curiously with an amused smile.
You looked back in confusion until you realized your mistake.
"Ah, must be a Russian one..."
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