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You shiver again. The cold air makes your breath visible, likely from a mile away. Darn false weather reports, you mumble to yourself as you hug your thin jacket closer to your numb body.
"Hey, (y/n)!" you hear a voice call and you look up to see your blonde friend looking warm as ever, with his huge coat on and obviously his glasses. You do your best to move your face muscles into a small smile as you say,
"You're so lucky to have that huge coat all the time, the weatherman said it would only be mildly chilly!"
He laughed, replying, "But it is only mildly chilly for up here, eh?" You groan and plop down onto the half-frozen bench, him sitting next to you. You sat there for a moment, and he looked at you as if he were deciding on doing something, and then he opened his coat and wrapped it around you as well as him, so that he was hugging you close to his own warm body. You blush and snuggle closer to him, wrapping your own arms around his chest.
He buries his face into your hair, mumbling, "I've wanted to do that for a long time, you know."
Looking up at his face, you smile at him and say, "I have too, you know." He lets go of you with one arm to cup your cheek in his hand and pull your face closer to his own. Your faces get closer and closer, as if you were about to kiss, when the bus comes. You both stand, and, hand in hand, climb onto the bus.
He sits next to you, mumbling into your ear as he grabs your hand, "We can continue that kiss later, where it's not so public." You nod, smiling. You couldn't wait for that kiss.
"Hey, (y/n)!" you hear a voice call and you look up to see your blonde friend looking warm as ever, with his huge coat on and obviously his glasses. You do your best to move your face muscles into a small smile as you say,
"You're so lucky to have that huge coat all the time, the weatherman said it would only be mildly chilly!"
He laughed, replying, "But it is only mildly chilly for up here, eh?" You groan and plop down onto the half-frozen bench, him sitting next to you. You sat there for a moment, and he looked at you as if he were deciding on doing something, and then he opened his coat and wrapped it around you as well as him, so that he was hugging you close to his own warm body. You blush and snuggle closer to him, wrapping your own arms around his chest.
He buries his face into your hair, mumbling, "I've wanted to do that for a long time, you know."
Looking up at his face, you smile at him and say, "I have too, you know." He lets go of you with one arm to cup your cheek in his hand and pull your face closer to his own. Your faces get closer and closer, as if you were about to kiss, when the bus comes. You both stand, and, hand in hand, climb onto the bus.
He sits next to you, mumbling into your ear as he grabs your hand, "We can continue that kiss later, where it's not so public." You nod, smiling. You couldn't wait for that kiss.
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Ahem: Canada x Reader
Matthew was so sweet. You really loved the poor fellow to death, but he was way too oblivious. Lost in a realm of books and fiction, he was unreachable to you on that level. And you were too shy to drag him back out.
But you were still trying.
Kind of.
You accompanied him to the library after school. You pretty much jumped at any opportunity to hang out with him, and hoped it didn’t bother him. So there you were, rubbing your bare arms to use friction to warm yourself. Matthew observed this, “Are you cold, _____?”
“I’m fine, Mattie.” you said with a smile, knowing he was the type to worry.
Still, he to
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CanadaxReader (Fluff!!)
Matthew poured maple syrup into a bowl and grabbed a bowl full of popcorn. He set those on the table in front of the couch and TV. Then Matthew went to make two cups of hot chocolate. It was a chilly Winter morning, and you were coming over to hang out.
A soft knock snapped the Canadian out of his thoughts. He went to open the door, but before he could he tripped over his pet Polar Bear! He fell with a loud crash.
"M-Matthew?! Are you okay?!" You called from outside, worried.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine (Name)..." He got up, told Kumajirou sorry (while calling it the wrong name), and opened the door.
Purple eyes met (e/c) ones.
"Hi Mattie!" You sa
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Maple Syrup and Canadian Jerseys
CanadaxReader
Matthew’s violet eyes slowly fluttered open as Kuma snuggled closer to him. Yawning, he felt around on his nightstand for his glasses. When he found them, he slipped them on and rolled over to check the time.
9:45
“M-Maple!! I’m Late!!!” He yelped, leaping out of bed. Kuma lazily watched his owner running around throwing on clothes and trying to tame his wavy blond locks.
“Who are you?”
Matthew froze in the doorway and facepalmed.
“I-I’m Canada.....Your owner.....” He mumbled sadly and shuffled out of his room shutting the door behind him. Matthew checked his Canadian f
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