Depressed! Canada X Neko! Reader (Part1)

Your soft (h/c) paws padded down the polished wooden hallways of your home. Lately, you have been seeing less and less of your owner, Matthew.

He had been depressed for the past few weeks since his American girlfriend ,Amelia, cheated on him with a certain frenchman.

You never liked Amelia because she would always pull your tail, or your ear, and occasionally kick you. And every time you tried to defend yourself, she would start crying and blame everything on you. It usually resulted in getting scolded by your dearest owner.

I guess it was a good thing she was out of the picture,  put you couldn't stand seeing Matthew so depressed.

Your paws led you to his locked door. While listening on the outside, you heard soft mumbles and quiet sobs. Your ears flattened against your head in sadness. You proceeded to scratch on his door to see if he would enjoy some company.

*scratch scratch*

No response.

*scratch scratch!*

Still nothing. .....hmph.

*scratch scratch* "meeeooowwwwww!!!"

His crying had calmed down and you could hear Matthew's footsteps slowly coming toward the door.

It creaked open revealing a broken Canadian boy. Your heart swelled with hurt.

You let out a soft "mewl" and brushed up against his leg, trying to comfort him.

A tear slipped out of his gorgeous violet eye. Matthew stared down at you while trying to wipe the fallen tear.

"H-hey (y/n), now's not the best time to play. How aboot I put you outside awhile so you can get some fresh air eh?"

Your slitted (e/c) eyes blinked a couple times.

"Play? I don't want to play, I want to be WITH you!" You thought.

Before you could protest , he picked you up , took you outside and placed you on the front porch kindly.

The door clicked, showing he already went back in.

You let out an aggravated sigh/hiss.

"Well, might as well walk around while I get the chance to."

You set off on your way down the sidewalk.

"If only I could show him just how much I really care!" You thought.

An unfamiliar man accidentally bumped into you. You landed on your butt.

You looked up trying to get a good look at this man, but the sun was too bright from above.

"Oh, I'm sorry love. Are you lost?"

Unfamiliar?  Nope...

You recognized his British accent.