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Nervous!Canada X Reader: First DateNervous!Canada X Reader: First Date by Pastorii
You stared in the bathroom mirror with a visible frown on your face, leaning forward and examining every part of your face with narrowed eyes and gentle hands. You took the comb and brush placed next to the sink and fixed your hair for what seemed like the thousandth time within the past ten minutes. You turned around to look at the wall mirror positioned opposite from the smaller one placed directly above the sink and examined your current outfit from as many angles as possible. It was nothing too fancy—just a red blouse under a thin burgundy sweater accompanied with a simple blue skirt and black stockings—but you had to make sure nothing was messed up and everything fit you accordingly. Despite constantly examining your appearance and finding no apparent flaws, the question of do I look okay? was unable to escape your mind. After all, today was a pretty important day, as you had felt, and you had to look as good as possible.
Today was special because one of your cl
RusCan Hide and Seek FanFiction"Matvey~ Where are you~?"RusCan Hide and Seek FanFiction by DJSoraDesuDesu
December 21st, just a few days away from Christmas Eve, or at least that's what it was called in every other country except Russia. During this time of year, Canada enjoys playing childish games with his larger Soviet mate. This year was different though. Russia knew how Canada secretly enjoyed mushy couple things, like kissing in the rain, holding hands in the park, watching horro movies till one of them gets scared shitless, all those kinds of things. So this time, Russia had a plan to charm his Canadian love.
"Matvey~ Come out come out where ever you are~"
As you mightve guessed, theyre playing the simple game of hide-and-seek, or to Russia "Hide and Tease". He wasnt a big fan of his Canada hiding from him, more or less in his snowfilled Canadian woodlands of Toronto. He saw it more as teasing, as you couldve guessed, as though he wanted the Russian to beg for his Matvey. But this time, as I said before, things were going to be different; Russia will