So. This randomly came to me. This idea actually came to me at the same time as the Malta x Reader x Canada one, but I had others to write, so I'm getting to this one now.

---------------------MALTA'S POV

"Scarlett, please just tell him. You'll feel better if you do."

"What's the point though? I know he'll never feel the same way so, there's no point in telling him."

"Scarlett, please. He might do, just tell him. You'll feel better if you do, trust me."

"I do trust you, but I just don't want to tell him because if he doesn't feel the same, then it'll make me even more upset," I responded, "But, I'll tell Matthew tomorrow."

"That's my girl."

----------------------THE NEXT DAY

I decided that I'd tell Matthew at lunchtime and so, when I found him sitting alone at lunchtime, I walked up to him and tapped his shoulder, my nerves not going away, "Hey, Matthew."

"H-Hello, Scarlett. Was there something you wanted?"

"Kind of. I wanted to tell you something."

"O-Of course, you can tell me anything you want, Scarlett. We are friends and friends tell each other everything."

Friends. That word will haunt me forever.

I took a deep breath, "I-I wanted to tell you th- You know, this would be easier," I took another deep breath and kissed him. I noticed him freeze up and I broke off immediately and ran off, away from him, back home.

Once I got home I ran up to my room and closed the door behind me, not hearing either of my parents' calls for me. I flopped onto my bed and started crying. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on my door, "Scarlett, Sweetie can I come in?"

I sniffled and my mother came in, "Sweetie, what happened?"

This got my blood boiling, "Why did I bloody listen to you?!" I shouted at her.

"Scarlett, what are you talking about?"

"This is your bloody fault! If I hadn't listened to your advice to tell Matthew how I felt then I wouldn't be crying right now!"

"What do you mean, Scarlett?"

"He bloody rejected me. That's what I bloody mean!"

"Love, there's someone downstairs who wants to speak to you." I looked to the doorway to see my father standing there, "Well, you can tell them that I don't want to talk right now."

"Love, please."

"Fine," I replied standing up and walking downstairs. However, when I saw who it was, I tried to escape back upstairs only for my parents to be standing at the bottom of the stairs, making escape back to my room, impossible. I turned back to Matthew who was holding onto Kumajiro, "Matthew, I am so sorry about today. I do not know what I was thinking and I understand if you do not want to be friends anymore-" I was cut off from my rant when he pinned me against the nearest wall, "Maple, you have nothing to be sorry for."

"Huh? But I kissed you without permission when it is obvious you do not love me back, otherwise, you would have kissed me back!"

"Maple! You didn't give me a chance to react!"

"Huh?!" Before I could say anything else, he leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked but melted into it, thinking I'd never get the chance for this again. He soon moved his arms to my waist and I moved mine to his hair. 

"I love you, Mattie."

"I love you too, Maple. Don't ever think that I don't."

"I won't, Mattie, I won't."

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So... This just turned into a MaltCan oneshot... But ehh. I'm still proud of how it turned out. Please do not attack me in the comments if you think that the reader didn't appear enough.