Kitty-kat725

                                                              In the Snow I Saw You: Russia x Reader   The snow outside your office window fell gently, lining windows with a silvery flecks and covering the city in a blanket of white. You looked out and smiled.   Russian winters were always beautiful.   The clock in the corner of the room showed the time: 6:20 P.M. You should be heading home, you told yourself, but something made you want to stay longer. You still had some paperwork to finish, and the idea of stepping out into the bitter cold disheartened you.   By the time you looked back up at the clock, it was already 8.   You pus