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canada//matthew

a little more love

i can't believe i haven't written an imagine for my bby boy matthew
:(
but here y'all go uwu
GOD THIS IS SO BAD IM SO FUCKING SORRY SKDKDKD
I TRIED TO DO THE ACCENT IM SO SORRY

for: @lipmate

her body lay sprawled across her couch, mindlessly staring at the tv screen in front of her.

"I always spank my dough... who's your daddy?" sounded an obscure home cook. a snort escaped the throat of (y/n).

suddenly, an obnoxious vibrating rang through her ears, making her cringe at the tingling sensation in her ear drums.

she glanced at the screen with only slight neck movement.

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with a light tap on the green button, she answered the call.

"h-"
"HEY DUDETTE HOW'S IT GOIN'?!"

the (h/c) haired girl held her phone far from her face.

does he ever stop shouting?

"jesus christ alfred," she complained. "I'm fine, what's up?" "I just thought I'd call, check up on my favorite otp."

(y/n)'s cheeks brightened to a pink hue, remembering her little detail.

matthew williams, a painfully shy boy that is nothing but a ball of canadian sunshine. he warmed the heart of anyone who was in for a good, wholesome "uwu" and never said no to a pancake. it was hard to believe he was the brother of a his complete opposite, alfred. he was an adorable boyfriend to (y/n), giving everything his bashful little heart could. however, there was still one thing that bothered (y/n) about their current relationship.

"we're fine, dumbass." she joked, trying to hide the growing concern in her tone. "yeah, sure (y/n). because I believe that. I've known you since seventh grade, you ain't slick." (y/n) groaned, knowing she couldn't get passed one of her best friends. "it's just..." she sighed, "I don't know. I'm probably just overrea-" "OH MY GOD YOU'RE BEING SUCH A GIRL RIGHT NOW JUST TELL ME!" alfred shouted impatiently. "HOLY FUCK I'M GETTING TO IT!" alfred could feel the girl's glare through the phone. "it's just that matthew hasn't... he hasn't told me that he loves me yet." alfred was left in shock. "you're kidding! it's been six months already!" "yeah, that's what I've been thinking."

an idea struck the blond.

"well, (y/n). I gotta go I'll call you back, bye bye!" and immediately the call was silenced by a monotonous beep.

"well that was weird." mumbled a confused (y/n) as she stared at her phone screen. she decided to not think too much into it. alfred was a busy guy, and spastic one at that.

(y/n) stretched her limbs, unwilling to be productive with the day. she dropped her phone lazily on the coffee table beside her and turned to face the crevices of the couch.

she snuggled herself in, letting the noise of the television sing her to sleep.

~

knock, knock, knock.

"hmf..."

knock, knock, knock.

"who the hell..."

(y/n)'s body rose, extending her arms into the air. with her hair wild and sleepy eyes, she took five steps towards the door.

a gush of spring air rushed through the opening, chilling (y/n)'s exposed skin. her blurry vision focused to a 5 foot 10 sandy blond with bright red skin. upon laying eyes on him, her face turned the same hue.

"ah, hi mattie!" she nervously welcomed, knowing her current presentation wasn't exactly what she would call "picture perfect". her leggings were stained with anything she had eaten within the past 24 hours, and her cropped sweater exposed more than she would like.

"uh, h-hi (y/n)." matthew replied in his usual whispery tone. "come in." (y/n) smiled, side stepping to allow space for the male.

the canadian timidly walked into the apartment, though he had been over many times, he was especially nervous.

it was at this point that (y/n) noticed matthew had three items in his arms.

a bottle of maple syrup, a mysterious white box, and a small bunchberry plant.

"I apologize, I would've put myself together more if I knew you were coming." she chuckled, trying to explain her current state. "d-don't worry aboot it. I-I think you look cute." matthew swallowed, afraid that his compliment would make his girlfriend uncomfortable.

though matthew was comfortable with (y/n), he still found himself stumbling over his words when he attempted to be overly romantic.

(y/n) bounces her way over to him, and pecks his cheek. "thanks mattie."

"so what's all this?" she inquired, referring to the items in his hands. "I just thought it would be nice to eat together." he answered, shyly dipping his head to the ground.

matthew trotted to the small dining table near the kitchen and set down the objects, making sure they were still preserved in their original form.

"I know bunchberries are your favorite." he smiled, tearing open the mysterious white box. "awww, you're such a sweetheart." (y/n) gushed, she couldn't help ruffling the golden hairs of her lover. he couldn't help but lean into the playful gesture.

"soooooo...." she paused to observe matthew's pale hands, "what kind of sustenance did you bring me this time?" she smiled. the blonde smiled back, finally revealing the contents. "of course, what else would it be?" she joked as her eyes fell on the golden brown pancakes. matthew's mouth began to water.

(y/n) snagged two plates from the cupboard, and forks from the dishwasher, matthew waited patiently.

the purpley-eyed boy had eased, though his palms still lingered with sweat. he wondered how his girlfriend put up with him and his shyness.

"alright! let's dig in." she clapped her hands.

they ate and made small talk, comfortable conversation filled their ears.

"oh jeez." (y/n) exhaled, looking down at her sweater. matthew titled his head, before his eyes landed at the same target as (y/n)'s. she had spilled syrup on her. "christ, if I haven't embarrassed myself enough already..." she exhaled.

"hey uh... (y/n)?" the (h/c) headed girl lifted her head to look at her boyfriend. "yeah?" matthew's face heated once more. his hand attached to hers.

"I-I think it's really cute how you... how you're a messy eater. I-I..." he looked around the room, "I love that about you." he bit his lip.

"and I... I love you."

(y/n)'s heart melted.

how the fuck do I deserve such a perfect fucking person what the fuck?

she threw her arms around matthew, making them both crash to the ground. "I LOVE YOU TOO MATTIE!" she gushed, laughing.

matthew laughed too, wrapping his arms around (y/n)'s waist. they laid on the dining room floor, cuddling and reveling in their confessions. the blond kissed her nose, just to show a little more love.