You're special to me Canada

This guy is just pure cuteness~♥
Hetalia not mine!

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"Guys..." Here we go again. Just like any other meeting. You were trying to be overheard by all of the loud yelling. That's all they ever did was argue, and not about important things either. France and England were at each others necks, Italy was smiling happily as he talked to Japan about pasta. China was holding onto his panda for dear life as the innocent Russia leered.

Right now, you stood beside...beside...um...Oh! Canada? Yes, Canada! The only one who didn't give you a severe headache. Ever since you started coming to these meetings, you always stayed close to him. At first, like everyone else, you had no idea he was in the room. That is, until you heard such a sweet, timid voice answering to a small bear 'I'm Canada.' next to you.

You had said hello and were surprised by the look of absolute shock that came over his adorable face. After asking multiple times if you were talking to him, he finally introduce himself. Since then, you both have been really close.

"D-Don't worry, (Name.) They will noticed us someday. Well, I know, at least they will you..." Canada tried comforting you, though he blushed when you smiled sweetly at him.

"Same with you! You're so kind, sweet, and nice. I can't believe no one has noticed you yet." His eyes widen extremely, his blush heating up immensely as your eyes locked with each others. Even more so when you hugged him softly. He was so cute, like a timid puppy wanting attention yet too scared to try.

"N-N-No! I-I'm not that great, or even important, or special, or-" You cut him off with a swift kiss. How could he think of himself like that? He was amazing, the only one who noticed you. Who listened to what you had to say, like you were the only person in the world. Unlike the other arguing countries. But maybe it takes an amazing person to notice another one.

"You're special to me...I like you, I-CANADA!"

He was on the floor, nose bleeding, eyes looking like swirls, blushing madly. To make matters worse, a certain little bear had came into view. Coming to a stop next to Canada, his words made you smack your hand onto your forehead.

"Who are you?"

"That's Canada... ~"