FeliciaXMatt. *2P!Fem! Italy X 2P!Canada*
Felicia sighed, her morning was normal, she awoke, alone, walked down and made a pot of bitter coffee, and sat in the sun and drank it. "Today… what shall I do?" She mused, cutting random patterns into her thick, oak table. Matt always scolded her when he saw her doing it, this brought a smile as bitter as her coffee to Felicia's face. Ah, Matt. There was a soft spot.
Felicia sighed loudly, "Fucking ditching bastard." She growled, an idea popped into her head, she hadn't cleaned her attic in awhile. She drunk the last of her bitter drink before heading up-stairs, still in her singlet and Matt's old boxer shorts she slept in. Felicia coughed as she flicked the light on, dust resting soundly in her lungs.
"Well, were to start…" She mused, opening a small window. Her eyes spied a box, it looked newish, her blood ran dry as she read the label.
Matt's things.
She bit her lip as her trembling hands opened the small box. A small bracelet glittered on top of Matt's favorite jersey. She reached out and pulled the red and white beaded bracelet from the box, two small maple leaf charms glinted dully at Felicia as her small thumbs brushed off the small amount of dust. "Matt's bracelet…" She breathed, he never took it off. She slipped it on, it hung from her worst loosely, made for a larger wrist that belonged to Matt. She rubbed at her eyes, "Damn dust.." She sniffed, causing her to cough.
She spent hours up in her attic, curled in Matt's jersey, playing with the two little charms. Memories seemed to crush her mind, flashes of his rare smile, his soft laugh, their moments of sleepy cuddles, naps under the sun, protected by a large willow tree. Her sniffles and sobs becoming hard to subdue, so Felicia buried her face into Matt's jersey and sobbed.
After awhile of sobbing, Felicia slept; she didn't hear the soft knocking on the door, or Matt's voice calling her softly. When Matt walked into the attic, he saw Felicia in his old hokey jersey, wearing his bracelet and crying softly in her broken sleep. Matt sighed before picking her light body up, her arms wrapped around his neck as she snuggled into his chest.
Matt gently placed her on her bed before taking off his shoes and lying beside her, holding her close as she slept. Matt kissed her hair softly, "Your gunna be the death of me one day." He sighed, Felicia's response was a happy sigh and nuzzling her face against Matt's chest. This made him smile softly before closing his eyes and joining her in dreamland.
~~~~~~ A few hours later~~~~~~
Felicia awoke to a musky sweet smell, she sighed and nuzzled further into her warm, breathing pillow. Wait! She tried to jerk away, only to find she couldn't.
"Agh, Calm down Feli" Matt's sleepy voice made her freeze.
"M-Matt?" She asked, staring at his face.
"Oui, it me." He gently kissed her cheek, making her shiver softly in his grip.
Felicia started at him, "Why did you leave?" She asked, cursing her voice as it trembled.
Matt tucked some of her hair away from her face, "I had to. I…. I'm so sorry." His voice cracked, his hands cradled her face gently. Felicia closed her eyes softly.
"Why did you have to go?" She asked, her hand tucking some hair away from Matt's face.
"My boss. He made me meet my normal counter-part." He leaned in, gently pressing a small kiss to Felicia's lips, his double lip piercings dug into her lips slightly, but Felicia didn't care, her Matt had apologized, and he was back. Felicia was complete. No holes or gaps, no cracks in her bad-girl image, all had been sealed up by a simple kiss from her Matt.
She was whole.