Hetalia x Male Reader

2p!Canada x Smoker!Male Reader (Fluff)

You picked up the box of cigarettes on the night table, taking one out before trowing the box back on your bed. You picked up a lighter and put on some crocs only to open the door to your balcony, the cold air touching your exposed skin. You lighted the cigarette, placing it between your lips as you leaned over the edge of the balcony looking out.

You knew Matthieu would wake up in a moment to come scold you, but honestly you couldn't care less at the moment. He had been wanting you to stop for the longest of time now, but he's such a fucking hypocrite, the man smokes himself. That's what went through your head as you exhaled with a slightly annoyed look on your face.

Matthieu found himself alone in the bed when he woke up. He could feel that your side of the bed was empty, as the bed felt a lot lighter than when the two of them were in there together.

Also the fact that half of the covers were on the floor was a pretty big give away. The Canadian sighed as he stood up. He took a cigarette himself as he motioned to the balcony. Your ass was on a nice view from where Matthieu were standing and for a second he thought about whistling at you. He decided not to.

After finding his own pair of weirdo shoes, aka crocs, he moved himself to the balcony. Before walking outside he placed the cigarette in his mouth and walked out, placing his hands around your stomach and hip area. He snuggled into your back for comfort and warmth making you groan a little, as he was very cold compared to you.

"Good morning, Matt.." You mumbled as you blew some smoke his way. "You need light?" You asked as you reached out for the lighter, which he happily took. You stood in silence for a couple of minutes, although you could clearly feel Matthieu slouching on your back.

"Quit smoking.." Matthieu mumbled as he looked up at you with a more serious look than usual. "I already told you" He growled as he saw you inhale yet another time. You only sighed as you blew the smoke out and directly into Matthieus face. "You're such a fucking hypocrite" You growled with a slight smirk, your slightly sore morning throat making your voice sound deeper than usually. Matthieu didn't know what to say, as you were obviously right. Also he was too tired to argue at the moment. "Stop ignoring my advice, you know it's only for your best.." He almost scolded in a growl as he exhaled again. The stupid comment made you sigh, rather loudly. You then straightened your back, standing up and a little over the Canadian man. "I already told you, Matthieu" You told, using his first name to Matthieus obvious irritation. "If you want me to quit, then you're quitting too. Besides" You gave him a small peck on the cheek with a stoic face. "How bad can it possibly be. It's not like i'm killing anyone" You mumbled annoyed and bored by the conversation, leaning back over the railing of the balcony.

You were about to take another puff of your almost finished cigarette, when Matthieu took it out of your hand. He let it out on the edge of the balcony, throwing the sad remains over the balcony edge. "Well you're killing yourself.." He mumbled, before placing a hand on his hip, looking at you with a scowl. "Smoking causes cancer, heart disease, stroke, lung diseases, diabetes, and chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, which includes emphysema and chronic bronchitis. Also your dick can stop working and stuff.." He told in a serious tone. You looked at him a little shocked. But honestly, if he knew all that, why does he keep smoking then? You were confused. "How would you know?" You asked as you still looked down at where the cigarette had dropped. It had dropped in the garden of this really weird Austrian guy that lived under you. The only noise he ever made was when he was arguing with his wife or playing on his piano, which he seemed to be quite obsessed with. You knew he would get somewhat angry and probably come knock on your door later to scold you. "Francois used to smoke when I was younger.. I worked really hard to get him to stop and instead of him stopping I just ended up starting.." He told as he looked down a little, his face obviously a bit sad. "And why would you honestly care, Matt?" You asked, almost spitting out each word. You still wouldn't understand. Matthieu, turned out his cigarette as looked over at you. He mumbled something to himself, something that you did not hear. You looked at him as he repeated himself. "Because I hold you really dear. And if it means I should quit too, then I will" He told in an almost serious tone. You looked up at him before laughing at it. Was he actually being serious? "What are you laughing at!" Matthieu yelled out. He was actually being serious. You couldn't help but be surprised. Especially by what he did next.

He went inside, picking up the two packs of cigarettes you both had laying on the table. He also picked up the can of gas you had standing on the balcony for um.. convenience?..

He threw the cigarettes in the bucket you had been using for ashes, pulling out each cigarette, so you could see them all. Matthieu then opened the bottle of gas, almost dumping the gas in the bucket, making sure the cigarettes were covered nicely. He then got back in the house, finding a box of matches. When he came back out on the balcony he looked you dead in the eye before lighting the match and throwing it at the bucket, making the cigarettes burst directly into flames.

You looked at the bucket in shock. Your eyes then shifted to Matthieu as he let out a small chuckle. "This is what will happen to cigarettes from now on, understand?" Matthieu asked making you nod slightly as you looked at him. He then leaned over and hugged you, making you face get pressed into his soft chest. "I love you (M/N).." Matthieu told as he placed a small kiss on you forehead before walking inside, leaving you alone with a bucket on fire. "Matthieu! What am I supposed to do with this?!" You screamed as he smirked at you. "I was proving a point" He told before walking away completely, leaving you on the balcony, laughing a little to yourself.

Well, looks who's back.

This was a request made by glassgalaxy and it was 1.122 words. I really hope you all enjoyyyy!

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Lots of Hugs, Alex <3