Damn. [Taller!Latvia x Reader]

Damn. [Latvia x Reader] -Part 1 out of 2-
I ran over to the window, peeking though the blinds to see if she had at least made it to my street.

Nothing.
could
To be honest, I was a nervous wreck. My fingers were trembling with a mind of their own, and a bead of sweat dripped to the floor.

I wasn't nervous that she wouldn't arrive or that she was in trouble. No, she was far too good of a person to ditch me or anything like that, and she was too capable for her to get into a mess she couldn't get out of.  Instead I can’t help but fret over what her reaction will be once she sees me. I mean, I just saw her yesterday and we hung out at the library, but.. to put it bluntly, I changed overnight.

Yesterday, I was fifteen and only at a short 4’3”, but today I woke up sixteen, and 5’10”. I knew something was different when I woke up. I remember freaking out when I saw myself in the mirror towering over everything, and what was weirder still, was my hair.. it grew longer.

*Flashback to this morning.*

My hair. It was still curly and everything, but it fell to my shoulders, and with my bedhead, some of it was tickling my nose.  Tugging on it experimentally, I checked to see if it was real..

”Ow.” It was real alright.

“My voice.” It got deeper.

I sighed, gripping the edges of the sink, leaning over it. What now?

I saw a sticky-note stuck in the mirror cupboard.
It read:


'Happy Birthday, Raivis!

Toris, Eduard, and I will be off for errands and some shopping. We’ll be getting a couple gifts for you while we’re out. Expect us to be back later tonight, though. We wanted you to not have to work today, so here’s the day for yourself.

до свидания,

~Ivan'


I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. That’s awfully nice of them, I suppose.

*le time skip*

I finished shaving and doing whatever else I had to to get ready. Although, instead of my work uniform that I normally wore, I had to borrow some of Toris’s lounge clothes since my own didn’t fit anymore. I found plain maroon wife-beater, and black sweatpants; not much, but it worked out fine.

*le more time skip*

So, I made plans with my closest friend today.

Let’s see.

 She’s nice, yet capable; fun, but mellow. I met her when I was a freshmen, and she was a sophomore, but I skipped a grade, and we ended up having the same classes this year as juniors.

 Long story short, we found that we had an easy relationship, it just worked and I’ve been learning to be more relaxed. She’s been a positive influence, and my adoptive father, Ivan, approves of her, if not fully trusting her yet, and my brothers are more than pleased that I found someone to relate to. It just makes sense, ya’know?

 But, I’m not sure what she’ll do when she sees that I’ve grown nearly a foot and a half overnight, and I’m sure she won’t recognize me at all. It made me anxious and antsy. All I could do was wait until she got here, and hope for the best.

*le present*

 I didn’t really want or expect much for my birthday. I didn’t care if there were decorations or anything. So far, it’s been pretty nice. And weird, but I really shouldn’t complain. I went to check my cell phone for the time, but a brisk rapping at the door interrupted. All of the sudden, my stomach dropped, and I was feeling more than hesitant, almost dreading having to answer the door.

 “P..please have this turn out well.” I mumbled to myself, visibly shaking.

 I reached for the doorknob..

*Reader’s Point of View*

I climbed out of the driver’s side of my car, and brought my big rolling luggage bag. You know, the luggage bag that everyone brings to their best friend’s birthday. *Sarcasm.* I rolled it behind me all the way to the doorstep, and tried to keep the insane grinning to a minimal.

I knocked on the door, and I came face to face with a tall, flustered guy that looked extremely similar to my dear Raivis. He looked like what I’d imagine Rai would look like in a few years. Extremely cute.  No, he is already extremely cute. What’s the word.. maybe.. attractive?

He looked somewhat distressed by my arrival.

“Uh, hi!.. Uh, I’m here to.. uhmm, see Raivis. Because it’s his birthday, and.. uhm.. stuff.”  I said trailing off awkwardly, blowing a stray hair out of my face, and lifting my bag over my shoulder.

He rubbed the back of his neck, and his face grew slightly red.

“About that. Uhh, ___, It’s me.” His eyes shifted to the side, trying not to meet mine.

This boy is going to kill me.

“Wait a minute. Raivis?” I rubbed my eyes with my free hand, and blinked owlishly. “For serious?”

“Y..yeah.” He looked back at me shifting onto his other foot.

“But…but, I just saw you yesterday, and I could have sworn that you only came up to my chin.” I put my hand up to my chin to show emphasis.

“I know.”

“Okay, well..” I paused, not knowing what to say for a minute. I couldn't quite think of what could have cause his extreme growth spurt. “Did you decide to take a late night swim in a toxic waste facility or something?”

“Not that I know of.” He laughed quietly.

“Huh. Weird.” I said thoughtfully, zoning out into the distance until my arm was getting strained, and I noticed that I was standing on the porch like a loon.

“Hey, Rai?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I come in and wish you a happy birthday before my arm falls off?”

“Heh, y..yeah. Sorry.” He smiled sheepishly, and shakily took my bag from me.

“So.. Where is everyone?”

“They let me sleep in while they went to run errands, and won’t be back until later tonight.”

“Ah, coolio.. So! I’ve got today planned out, and dammit, you’re going to enjoy your birthday whether you like it or not. ” I mumbled, pulling out random decorations that were in red and white.

“Please, don’t curse.”

“Oh, right, sorry. My bad.”

I  ran a hand through my hair, took my bag back from him, and set it on the table.

“I don’t mind just hanging out here with you, and just watching TV or whatever. Honest. I’ve never been one for parties.”

I could have tackled the boy. Why does he have to be so damn cute all of the time? I grudgingly kept my composure with my will of steel.

“I know, Rai. BUT, that’s no way to spend your sixteenth birthday. You’re never really let loose and have fun, you know?”

“But, I’m fine with that.”

“Exactly! You are content with anything, but come on, live a little! As they say, the times, they are a'changin!”

“I..I suppose.” He paused hesitantly. “So.. what exactly did you plan?”

I looked over to him, soberly.

“Nothing too big. We don’t have to invite anyone else or anything. I mostly planned to decorate, we’re going to make a cake, and I got a couple things for you. It’s not much, but I figured that it’s more exciting than what you had planned.”

“Doesn’t sound too bad, I guess.” He looked over at me,  not trembling as much as when I arrived.

“What? You expected me to host a huge party where we play games like ‘How many shards of bamboo can we shove under his fingernails in the art of Chinese torture tactics?’ Come on, I have a soul.. somewhere.”

He laughed, and rolled his eyes.

“O..okay then.“

“Oh, and before I forget, my parents are going to be on a business trip to Italy for some reason of another and they won’t be back until Tuesday evening, so do I need to tell my parents that they need to call someone over, or can I crash here for the next two days?”

“I’ll have to ask Ivan, but I know that my brothers and I would be fine with it.”

“That’s fine, and hey, even if I can’t stay, at least I get to bug you for today, right?" I looked at him sideways, with a snirk.

“Uh huh, sure.”  He smiled a little, and he twirled his now long hair on his finger.

My God, that hair. I want to play with it. Badly.. Why am I so weird?