Matthew let out a groan as his bedroom door opened with a creak. He knew it was that damn German. It had to have only been 5 in the morning, and Canada had regretfully told the albino where his spare key was (Under the cheesy Bonjour, mi amour stepping stone France had gotten him).
"Birdie, wake up. Make me pancakes. The fluffy, drenched in syrup ones." Prussia chuckled as Canada thrashed in his blankets blindly, trying to hit him. This wasn't the first time Prussia had come into his home in the early hours, when Kuma was curled in a ball on the couch and Canada was dreaming of syrup-covered nations (A seemingly weird kink that Canada had spilled to Prussia when he was drunk off his head).
"Shut up. 'M tired." Canada felt around his bed and finally found an extra pillow, using it to hit Prussia over the head. Canada snuggled deeper into his mattress, humming in satisfaction at the now dead silence he was blessed with.
"Mattie." The red eyed ex-nation prodded Canada's side, drawing out his name. "Did I mention I'm beginning to fade again?"
Canada rolled out of bed immediately, wrestling with his sheets for a moment before poking his head out, his faint violet eyes wide and filled to the brim with fear. "What?" The country's voice was quieter than usual, making Prussia feel bad instantly.
"OI, don't give me the eyes, I just wanted to get you out of bed." Prussia bit his lip, almost flinching as Canada sniffled.
"Oh." The blonde sighed in relief, finally kicking the sheets away from him and standing up (Prussia may or may have not watched Matthew stretch like a starved animal stalking its prey). "Well, I'm up now, might as well make breakfast, eh?"
Prussia nodded and followed the shorter male out to his little kitchen, smiling with amusement as Canada grinned like a kid at Christmas when he saw it had began to snow gently ("Like little butterfly kisses to the ground, because the sky loves the earth so much." Canada thought, his strange romantic impulse taking over) and plopping himself at one of the comfy chairs set up in the room. The older of the two remembered why he was there, in a small little house in Canada, and looked over at the younger one, who was reaching for some sugar in one of the cabinets.
"Uhm, Birdie, so your awesome father-"
Canada gasped, almost hitting his head on a cabinet door as he looked over at Prussia with excitement. "Forgive me, but America told me earlier this week that he proposed to Japan. Isn't that amazing? America told me that China and I would be the ring bearers!" Canada did a little happy dance, making the ex-nation blush faintly at the smaller's cuteness. "S-Sorry, go on." Canada sported his own blush as well, suddenly shy after his outburst.
"Y-Yeah. So you know how your father really trusts me and Spain-"
"Who?" Prussia almost jumped over the countertop to strangle the little bear that had padded into the room and interrupted. Prussia did however, groan, which made Canada frown at Kumajiro in disappointment. "Your foods in the sitting room, Kuma, go eat." The blonde shooed the bear out, sighing in contentment as he padded away. "Sorry, Gil."
Prussia nodded and continued with his explanation, his nerves, making him stutter like some fool,like his brother around Feliciano. "Your father said if Antonio or me ever had to-" Prussia let out a sound of defeat. "Ah fuck it, Ich liebe dich, Canada."
Canada blinked a few times, and Prussia sank into his chair, filled with regret. 'He hates me, he's going to throw me out of his house and into the snow with the power of the maple, and I'm going to freeze and two hundred years from now Ludwig will find his pathetic older brother and thaw him out with a hair blow drier...'
Canada coughed awkwardly, a shy smile on his face. "I, uhm, wish I understood that." Canada chuckled a bit, tilting his head to the side, almost like a lost puppy.
Gott Verdammt!
A/N: I know it's not Saturday, but Tuesdays work better for me anyway. Plus, today I cosplayed as Canada, so I felt it was needed. Hope you guys liked it, and it 'tickles your fancy' as my mum likes to say.