Okay… I'm soooo sorry! I've been trying to update my stories for so long but my computer crashed and deleted everything I had worked on. So I decided to work on something new and fun and interesting! Thus, this story. It's going to be a collection of one shots/drabbles revolving around my OTP, Russia x Canada, and each chapter is based off of a one word prompt, which will be clearly stated at the top. So, first chapter!
Florist
Both the men were spending little time with each other in the days leading up to Valentine's Day, and neither could figure out the other's reason. They saw each other in the morning whilst eating breakfast, and at night during dinner and while in bed, but other than that they were never together. The other nations were puzzled as well.
"Shouldn't they be spending more time together this close to Valentine's Day, aru?" Yao asked one day to anyone listening (no one was).
"What the heck, man! Something's wrong with my brother," Alfred sighed in dissappointment.
No one else saw them throughout the day either; it was as if they mysteriously disappeared for ten hours a day.
They shrugged it off, though, and let them be.
Valentine's Day came quickly, and that morning they did spend some time with each other. They surprised each other with gifts when they woke up, ate a hearty breakfast (mostly chocolate and other sweets), before going their seperate ways for a "short errand." (This was both of their excuses)
They ran into each other a few minutes later, in the same flower shop, getting the other's favorite flower.
"Ivan," Matthew exclaimed, embarrassed and surprised. The Russian grinned.
"It seems we had the same idea, Matvey." They embraced tightly in the middle of the florist's shop, giving the other their boquet of flowers.
Hand in hand, they returned home before snuggling up on their large sofa and watching cheesy romantic comedies the rest of the day.
Like I said, drabbles and one-shots. This is obviously a drabble. It also didn't turn out the way I wanted, it was a bit rushed... All well, I guess.