“Come on Ivan, let’s go iceskating!”
“I don’t know if that is a good idea, [Name]. It might not be safe.” Ivan said, testing the thickness of the ice underneath his boot.
“Sure it is, I have big strong Russian man to protect me, da?” You say, imitating the man’s accent perfectly. “Come on, comrade!” He laughed as you pulled him into the middle of the frozen lake.
There were definitely were some things you hated about winter, but moments like these seemed to make up for them. Well, almost.
You and Ivan were currently doing an awkward waltz on the ice, your boots both sliding all over the place. You let go of his gloved hands and spun away from him, laughing.
Each time you spun around you caught a glimpse of your best friend struggling to catch up to you, but falling all over the ice instead. You laughed even harder and span faster away from him. All of a sudden, you felt the ice shift underneath you as you heard a loud series of cracks.
Your boots were now completely underwater and you barely had any time to think. You had so little time, in fact, that you only had time to think a few words.
‘I’ve made a huge mistake.'
And then you were submersed in freezing lake water.
Luckily for you, Ivan saw this and jumped to your rescue. Or rather, slid. He almost fell in himself, but was able to finally pull you out. You started to shiver and your lips were almost blue, so Ivan picked you up and ran back all the way to your house, cursing in Russian.
He laid your shivering body on your bed and checked your temperature. You were definitely going into shock. Now this was complicated for Ivan. He knew what you needed. You had to get out of your clothes and warm up as fast as possible, but seeing as you were practically unresponsive, he didn’t see that happening anytime soon. He could just dump you in the bathtub, clothes and all, but the power was out and the warm water was gone due to the snowstorm.
“Come on, let’s go outside” She had said. “It’ll be fun.” He couldn’t believe that he let her go out in this weather. He needed to stop being dragged around and start protecting you.
Ivan knew then what he had to do. He had to take your clothes off.
“GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT.” [Name] Screamed as she kicked the half-naked Russian onto the front porch.
“You don’t understand, I had to use body warmth!” Ivan pleaded as you, barely clad in your underwear, hit him in the face with one of his boots.
“STAY OUT OF MY BED, IVAN.”