A lot of people like England, WHERE ARE THE RUSSIA LOVERS???????

(Y/N)'s POV 

I was having a drink at my local bar. My boss was being a bitch and I hated that damn bastard. My leather boots stomped against the floor and the bartender looked up.

"The usual (Y/n)?" he siad. I nodded and he made my drink. I tugged off my (f/c) jacket and the door opened again. I looked over my shoulder and saw a man with blond hair come in. I scuffed and turned back around and drank my drink. THe bartender laughed.

"Bad week hm?" he said. I nodded.

"I have enought to make myself piss drunk, give me another." I said. The bartender nodded and I ignore the stool next to me move. A burly man from across the bar sat next to me and the bartender gave me another drink. I took the drink and took it down in one gulp.

"You can handle your beer can't ya girlie?" The man besides me said. I looked over at him and with a glare, drank a third cup. 

"What was that asshole?" I said. The blond male from earlier looked over as did the rest of the bar. This was my bar, and the man looking at me with a cocky look was new. New people often believe that the people who 'rule' the bar are usually guys. Sexist pig. 

I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down o my level and hissed.

"Say that again, or rare you too much of a bitch to do it?" I said wih a smirk. The guy scowled and pulled back his fist and attempted to hit me. I only grabbed it and kneed the man in the balls and he went to the ground coughing. I grabbed the bat that the bartender had and I started to hit the guy in the head. His friends came in to help the guy, but a thump on a table was heard. The blond haired man from earlier started to laugh and fall back from his chair.

"He can't take his liqour." A random guy said.

"No kidding." I said looking annoyed. I continued to bash the other guys' heads in and I heard a zipper. We all look over to the blond again and I instantly looked away. He was in nothing but what looked to be a waiter's apron and his tie. The girls in the bar cheered and I shooked my head in disgust. The man say me and he walked, more like stumbled, over to me.

"H-hello love~." He said. I tried to back away and I noticed the bartender look over to me.

"Goddammit." I said.

"Just take him to your place." The bartender said amd I sighed and nodded before picking up the stipper and taking him to my place. I went over to my car, kicking the guy who started the fight and went home.

When I got into my house and manage to somehow get the man into the house and take him to the couch. I put him down and sighed before I felt a hand around my waist.

"H-hello love, I-" He hiccupped, "If y-you wanted t-to.." He passed out. I sighed and went up into my room and fell asleep.

TIME SKIP

I woke up to the sound of groaning and I sighed as I grabbed a cup of water and went over to the blond.

"Here." I said.

"Thank you.... how did I get here?" He said.

"You got drunk. I had to take you here, since no one had any idea who you are." I said. He looked up at me with a blush and looked down again.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"No problem. Just make sure you have friends with you next time." I said. He sat up to drink the water and I sat down.

"Uh...what is your name love?" He said.

"(Y/N)" I said.

"Well, (Y/n) I was wondering if you would like to have a coffee later?" He said.

"Why not tea? Can't stand coffee." He said. He only blushed and nodded.

"Alright. Thank you love." H esaid getting up later.

"Hold up." I said. I had a marker out and I wrote down my number and he left with a bright red face.

"Hmph...he's kinda cute...." 

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