"What do you think love is?" Ivan whispered.
"To me...love is beautiful and horrible. It's like the first day of spring, where it's just perfect and beautiful. Love can also be like that day in the middle of winter, the day that's the darkest and saddest. Yet, love is still beautiful, because after the dark day, there's a comforting bright day. It's dark and scary, but it's also bright and beautiful. Love is amazing and scary, all at once. Love is when you can look at the person and smile, because you're so glad they picked you. Love is when you can sir in silence with the person and not feel weird at all. Love is the simple things you do for each other. Love is also the fights you have for no reason. It's the feeling of sadness when they're mad at you. Love is beautiful and painful, but it's truly worth it if you can find it."
Ivan looked at the Canadian. He didn't know what to say. He froze. Ivan never knew Matthew could be so deep. "Matthew," he said, his voice trailed off.
"Ivan?" Matthew responded.
"What happened...between you and Prussia...it wasn't your fault," Ivan mumbled.
"Ya know, I blamed myself for so long. I thought maybe if I was different, he would have been better. Now I'm away from him, I know it wasn't my fault, but there's still times where it feels like it was."
Ivan watched the Canadian as he rested his head on the table. Ivan gently placed his hand on Matthew's head. He ran his fingers through Matthew's hair. Ivan never was good at comforting, but this felt natural to him. "Matthew?"
"Hmmm?" Matthew mumbled, his head still against the table. He pushed his head against I van's hand, he slightly enjoyed the affection.
"Do you want to do something...sometime?"
Matthew sat up, his eyes wide in shock. "Ivan..."
"Look," Ivan interrupted, "I know, this is out of the blue, but I'd like to get to know you better, get to know who you really are. I understand of you say no."
"Ivan..." Matthew whispered. He looked down at the table. He looked up to see the larger nation. He smiled slightly. "I want to...but don't get too close to me okay? I'm very cold..."
"Oh Matthew, I'm the coldest one here..."
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No Second Chances (RusCan)
FanfictionAph Canada and Prussia have recently gone through a separation and Gilbert wants Canada back, but he soon learns Canada isn't as nice as he once was.
