We Ship what we ship (OTP Book)

Heavy Heart- CanMaple (IDK Drabble #1)

Christmas related shit, probably won't continue it but meh XD

I had to make CanMaple first //I feel egoistic

I miss my Canada...school is grilling me to burnt crisp XD.

Enjoy~

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I didn't know.

How much pain I have caused, all of them sliding down to the depths of my guts...guilt. I breathe. I exhaled a layer of white smoke from my cold lips; these were the nights I wished I stayed in home, hugging myself with my sweatshirt and chat with my friends.

I tried to level my mind; I didn't take a walk out to the park for thinking. I'm meeting someone...someone special. I met him in the autumn spring; he was sitting close to the long glass window as red dried leaves fall down like a beautiful art background.

His eyes were concentrating on the book; I squint a bit and tilt my head to read the title. Perspective it said, it had those cover pictures of a realistic eye; I can't see the author well.

He looks up, his perfect chin lifting and turns to my direction. I jump, shuddering a bit and I quickly gaze away and stomped off to the counter to borrow this book. He probably thinks I'm a creep for staring at a boy that I didn't know of.

Well, I knew him a bit. He was one of my school's finest hockey players, we would pass by each other but I was either busy with work or just...there. Now—after a little awkward introductions and cups of coffee—we became friends of some sort.

Then...we fell in love.

I love him so much. The way his smile feel so free and calm, I just want to smile back and peck those soft-pink lips, warm even though the cold snow around us. His hair translucent to the white surroundings, wind picking up his looping curl and carrying his soft chuckle.

I miss him so much.

Too much.

He lived in Canada, time difference and all; we try to find time to chat. We had differences right about now, but he never changed. He was still modest, honest and open to any conversation.

I was very happy that he surprised me with a private announcement that he came to visit us in America, New Jersey. My heart flutters at the thought but there was something missing...and I don't know what it is...

I started running as soon a distant thought came to my head. I don't to think about it, I do have responsibilities and I feel like I am sinned to just ditch my friends right there. But I can't take it, not this Christmas...

I stop when I see his blond hair, it was radiating like the halo on Jesus' head. He was an angel, more beautiful than ever. His freckles flush pink and even pinker when he saw me. He was wearing his attire ever since I last saw him on the airport, checkered scarf and long beige trench coat.

I miss him.

My face beamed in total joy, I ran, leaping to him and hugging him tightly on the neck then hugged him on the waist. Tightening the grip. I smelled his cologne, he was still the same. I hum in happiness and his arms go around me.

"Hi Minori..." His voice echoes through the light wind, he didn't stutter this time. I look up to his bespectacled face; his glasses were fogging up again. "Hi Mattie..." I whispered for no reason.

Maybe the world was too quiet and I didn't want to let go of him.

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We walked along the snow-filled pavement; I listened to the sounds of our boots stuffing themselves on the softness of the ground. It felt nice. We didn't speak; he knew what I have been going through as I do know about his.

2015 wasn't the best year I ever had. Well, since the semester started.

He didn't bring Kumajiro this time; I missed hugging him while we are sitting on one of the benches, eating vanilla ice cream even though snow is freezing us more that the ice cream will. I miss hugging him, no wonder I hug other people to fill the still open hole.

I look up to him as soon as his lips open; I want to speak with him. I don't want him to be like him.

"So..." He starts, coughing a bit comically. I don't want him to talk about us. Not yet, my feelings aren't decided. "Alfred told me about this mall, I've heard they have a wicked candy restaurant in there. You-You w-wanna see?" He stammers again.

I love his stuttering.

I nod.

I take his muffle covered hand and smiled at him the smile I gave to him. "Yes...yes please." I almost begged, my heart heavies after that.

I'm letting my problems go...just to see him. I'm letting everything go, just to be with him again. I have been sinned so many times; I know they won't be forgotten, yet forgiven. I lean onto his side, blinking away the tears before he could even see them and hugged his arm tightly.

"Thank you...for waiting for me..."

He whispers this time.

Letting it echo through my heavy heart made it explode.