Warnings: Camano, fluff
Canada sat next to Romano on the bench, nervously fiddling. He smiled up at Romano and laughed a bit.
"What's wrong, Canada?" Romano said, sighing.
"Nothing. Just a little nervous to say this." Canada averted his eyes for a minute, and after a while finally made eye-contact. "Will you be my Valentine?"
Romano tilted his head in confusion. "Why me, though? I'm not exactly a very fun guy..."
"I know, but," Canada blushed, tightly closing his eyes. "I've always liked you a lot more than your brother!"
Romano turned bright red and sighed. Canada opened his eyes, feeling a pat on the head.
"Yes."