Crack Pairings~ Male Belarus x Canada
Canada let out a sigh as he found himself alone yet again left behind in the meeting room. Another bad day at the world meeting in which he couldn't get a word out. "Why does this always happen to me?" he muttered. But he wasn't really alone. In the corner of the room, unnoticed, Belarus was watching Canada. All he wants to do is just make him happy, but just like his brother Russia, Canada was afraid of him. Everyone was, really, but he didn't care much about himself. Canada was all he was concerned about for now, and he was going to attempt to cheer him up and protect him from whatever the matter was. Belarus walked out from the corner determined to make a difference. Canada was shocked to see someone was actually there, hearing all of the things he had said made him feel very embarrassed. "B-Belarus! I didn't see you there, heheh…" Belarus did not reply. He walked closer to Canada and sat down in the chair beside him. Canada didn't really know what to think. The Belarusian was frightening, but this time, he seemed to have almost a caring aura to him. "umm… so what are you doing here, eh?" "you aren't happy. Who made you sad? I'll hurt them for you." The air started to become more scary than caring once more. "N-No hurting anyone, I'm fine!" After all, Canada really did know how powerful this man could be, seeing he is very protective of his siblings, and he also knew if America was the one that kept cutting him off, he'd find his head in a box on his doorstep as fast as a charging moose. "You lie. You're sad, I heard you. You feel alone. But you aren't." "I-I'm not?" He felt a bit shocked seeing as how after feeling this way for quite some time, this is the first time he had heard it. And it wasn't from anyone he knew really well, it was from Belarus. "No, you aren't. I'm here." And with that, the Belarusian forcefully pulled the timid Canadian into a tight hug. Canada was definitely surprised at this, but it felt nice. Not only the constricting hug, and not really the constricting part, but being noticed. "Thank you Belarus." He said and smiled trying to hide the choking. "No problem." And with that, he let go and abruptly left the meeting room. That is one strange guy… he thought with a little smile planted upon his lips and the awkward feeling that Belarus might still be in the room even though he was sure he saw him leave.
