I promise

"Staring up at the large Soviet with tears in his large glassy eyes, Matthew trembled. "...P-promise...?" The fair skinned man asked, the apples of his cheeks, turning red quite quickly due to the emotion toying and the snow nipping at his skin.

Kissing his forehead softly and sweetly and holding him close, Ivan smiled charmingly; playing with the smaller man in his arms. "I promise, it&'ll all be fine, da." His voice was reassuring, sweet....like a mad man's lullaby. "

I'm not one for Yaoi anymore, but Hetalia is an exception.
Originally made up from a quick over the top idea on MSN with a friend, and eventually made into an art.

J4U. <3