Canada x Reader Lemon

Studying For Midterms Gone Wrong! Or Right?

"Midterms are next week, (Name)! You need to study for Biology and Algebra!" Jessica yelled at you. You sunk into the couch and continued watching American Horror Story. You didn't care about midterms. You just wanted to sleep the whole week away.

"So? I can fail Algebra. I know a lot about cells for Bio, so that's half of the midterm right there. I'm fine," you insisted, looking at your roommate from your blanket fort. She glared in return before smirking.

"I'll call up Mattie to see if he can help you with studying, since obviously I can't encourage you to do so," Jessica said, before racing down towards her room. You hopped up and ran after her, slamming into her door before you could stop.

"No, Jess, wait! I'll study! I promise! Matthew fucking Williams doesn't need to help me! I can do it myself!" You screamed through the door, banging on it. You had a crush on the shy Canadian, even going as far as an obsession for you. You even took a French class just to be in his class. It got worse when your roommate knew this crush, and also knew the Canadian really well due to knowing his brother. "Please!"

"Mattie said he'd love to help you with anything you're having trouble with! Maybe he can help start up your sex life!" Jessica screamed through the door, before laughing. You shrieked and ran back towards your room, shutting and locking the door and hiding yourself in your blanket fort. You shoved your face in a pillow and groaned, planning to remember this moment for revenge against Jessica. After your noises of distress were over, you heard silence, which meant Jessica had probably started studying herself. You heard a little bit of noise from your earbuds connected to your laptop, reminding you that you hadn't paused AHS. You paused it and closed the laptop, rolling over on your back and realizing you hadn't really studied for any of your classes. You sighed before nearly shitting yourself. The doorbell rung and it broke the silence and peacefulness of laying in the middle of a blanket fort. You remembered Matthew and Alfred's room was literally four minutes away from yours so it wouldn't have taken long for Matthew to reach the room. You got up and heard a shuffling of feet and figured Jessica went to open it for him. You decided to put on something besides a Star Wars t-shirt that hasn't been washed in three days and some pants. You took off your shirt and threw it across the room, into the pile of other dirty clothes. You went to your closet and picked out a black shirt, and grabbing some kitty pajama pants. You pulled on your shirt and finished pulling up your pants when your door knob jiggled. "You gotta be fucking kidding me," you heard Jessica say from the other side.

"Chill out, I'm putting on some clothes. Tell him I'll be out with my review papers and textbooks in a minute," you said, before hearing Jessica say something to Matthew before walking towards her room. You figured she needed to study for her English and History midterm. She always got distracted in those two classes for some reason.

You unlocked your door and opened it, before turning around and grabbing your textbooks and the review papers. You walked into the entertainment centre and put your books on the coffee table. Matthew sat down on the couch and put two cups of hot chocolate down.

"I thought maybe we could have some hot chocolate while studying. It normally helps Alfred," Matthew said, looking at you with his violent orbs. You turned your head away and blushed, muttering an 'okay' before opening your Bio textbook, up to the inside and organelles of the cell. This was gonna be a long study session.

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You were right.

It was currently 10:30 on a Saturday evening and Jessica had made dinner for the three of you, before crashing on the couch trying to help with studying. You did have to admit though, Matthew being here was a lot more helpful. You paid attention to what he said instead of sleeping and doodling in your notebook, so that was a big difference. That, and he was so cute when he talked, cause you paid attention to him every minute his face would flush and it made you squeal internally. You finished up Bio a long time ago, but you were stuck on Algebra and you were getting one hell of a headache. Matthew wasn't much better. He had poured all of your maple syrup in his cups of coffee and had brewed three pots in the last hour to stay awake. He was trying his hardest, you could tell, but Algebra wasn't your strong suit.