Hetaloid!CanadaXTsundere!Reader part 5

You and Canada were sitting in IHOP, waiting for your order. You glanced around the restaurant. Not many customers were here but some were wearing some Japanese attire. You were a little curious but shrugged it off as you glanced back over to your Hetaloid.

He was waiting patiently, smiling happily as he looked through the mini menu that had all the drinks and special dishes. You couldn't help but smile a little at his excitement. He was like a little child, how his lavender eyes sparkled with anticipation.

His eyes look up from the menu to you abruptly. You jump a little in surprise and quickly look away, your face heating up as you tried to pretend that you weren't staring at him. But you heard a soft chuckle and knew that he saw you.

You let out a grumble, shooting a glare at him, “W-what?”

“O-oh nothing.” He said quietly. He smiles and goes back to looking at the small menu.

“Hmph.” You looked around, wondering how much longer till you food arrived even though it had only been a few minutes you the two of you ordered. You noticed the girls in the Japanese clothes whispering and looking over at you. They were giggling as they subtly pointed to Canada.

'Do they actually recognize him?' You wondered, feeling guilty that you didn't when you got him.

One of the girls walks over to your table, glancing over at Canada as she says to you, “Hey, my friends and I were wondering but is this an America Hetaloid?” You notice Canada sadly smile down at his hands and felt sympathy for him. It would be horrible to be constantly mistaken for someone else.

“No, This is Canada.” You replied, nonchalantly looking up at her.

“O-oh! I'm so sorry!” She apologized, blushing.

You shook your heard, sighing a little in annoyance. “Don't apologize to me. Tell him.” You look at Canada. He gives you a slightly surprised look before looking towards the girl as she apologized to him. He weakly smiles, waving his hand dismissively. “So is there an event going on?” You asked the girl, regarding her attire.

“Oh, yeah there's a Japanese festival downtown.” She replied, smiling. “It doesn't start for a few hours but we're just running around in our yukatas till then.”

“Huh.” You said, thinking about going to the festival. It might be a lot of fun and you always wanted to attend these types of festivals. As the girl returns to her table of friends, you look at Canada and shrug. “Want to check it out later?”

“If you want.” Canada smiles shyly, his lavender eyes peering over his glasses at you. “It sounds like fun.”

You blush a little and were about to say something but a water comes along with your food to save you from this awkwardness. You let out a sigh of relief as your orders or placed in front of you. Canada instantly grabs some maple syrup and drowns his pancakes, smiling happily. You chuckle as little, putting a lot less of the syrup on yours.


You two ate in silence. It was an oddly comfortable silence between the two of you. Canada would occasionally hum happily as he ate, grinning like a little boy. You would mentally 'awww' as you watched him before eating your pancakes. You were surprised at how fast he would eat, he was practically breezing right through them.

“You should slow down or else you'll choke-” And as if on cue, Canada started to cough, hunching over the table as he shook. “See?” You mumbled, leaning over to pat his back, sliding him his glass of water. He calms his coughing fit, taking the glass of water and slowly sipping it, careful not to choke again.

“T-thanks..!” He whimpered, little beads of tears at the corner of his eyes as let out a final cough.

“Geez, you just came in today, don't die on me.” You chuckled, sitting back down.

“Not sure we can die from choking.” Canada laughs nervously, finally catching his breath. His lavender eyes look up into your (e/c) ones and he smiles. “You should smile more, it really suits you, _______.”

A blush erupts across your face as you quickly looked down to your pancakes, stabbing it with your fork viciously. Canada nervously stares as you continued to butcher the pancake, your blush refusing to calm down.

“I-I don't think it's a pancake anymore...” Canada chuckles softly, a little bit terrified at your viciousness towards the pastry.

“S-shut up, I just like them this way..!” You lied, glaring down at the mush. You mentally groan as you continued to eat, regretting that you destroyed the pancakes.

Canada hugs his stuffed white bear as he looks around the restaurant, already finished with his pancakes. You quickly eat, not wanting him to wait too long for you. You were usually the first among your friends to finish eating so it was very uncomfortable for someone to be finished before you.

Once finished and paid for, the two of you went back to the car. Before you entered the car, you glance up to where Canada should have been and blink at his absence. You glance around looking for the Hetaloid, wondering if he wondered off or something.

“Cana-” You were about to call out for him but as you turned back towards the car, Canada was already in the passenger's side, pouting a little. “O-oh...” You hung your head in shame, a bright blush over your cheeks. You mentally scolded yourself for not noticing him again as you slid into the driver's seat. “...Totally saw you...” You grumbled, trying to play it off.

“I-it's OK.” Canada chuckles softly, his long curl bouncing as he tilted his head to the side. “I'm used to it.”

“...Sorry...” You mumbled, starting up the car. You turned to the back as you reared the car out of the parking space. “...I'll try not to do that again. Well,” You put the car out of reverse and drive down the street. “Let's go check out that festival.”

“OK.” Canada smiles, hugging his bear timidly as you drove towards the downtown.