2P Canada X Reader small talkYou look into the Canadian's Lavender eyes, a thrill of fear going through you spine because he has been staring at you for quite a while.More Like This
"I like you" he says.
You open your mouth to say something but he makes you stop.
"no, shut up, you. me. bed. now" he says and he slings you over his shoulder and walks out the bar.
2p!Canada x Injured!ReaderWarning: I probably swear. And there is an teensy bit of self harm? Hitting of walls to prevent crying? I dunno...More Like This
I could tell you were trying not to cry. I rather admired that. It was difficult for you to hide some of your emotions, and you always developed a blank, slightly frowning mask when you were feeling any negative emotions, but I had never seen you cry in public. At the hormonal level most girls ran at, that was impressive.
Walking next to you, I tried to show you somehow, silently, that I was here for you. That you were allowed to hug me if you needed me to. But I had seen you shy away from human contact before. Always so outgoing, you still got overwhelmed easily. If you showed disgust at my touch, it might have really hurt me. So I couldn’t comfort you. Because you didn’t want to show your emotions at all in this hellhole, and I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge that I noticed and above all, cared.
We passed through a doorway, and you hit the wall,