Me and Mrs. Jones (Canada x Reader)

~Canada’s POV~
I stir my coffee, which has been sweetened with maple syrup, before glancing at my watch. Only 6:20…she’ll be here any moment now.

“Who are you?” Mr. Kumajiro asks, popping his head out of my backpack. I sigh before handing him a donut, which he happily starts munching on. I reach for the maple syrup and pour in a bit more before patting Kuma’s head.

“You know what I told you. Pets aren’t allowed in this café so you have to stay quiet and hidden.”

“I’m hardly a pet.” Kumajiro says between nibbles, before yawing loudly. “Why do you have to meet (Y/N) so early EVERY SINGLE DAY?”

“Oh sure you remember her name. You know this is the only time I can talk with her.” I say looking back at my watch. It’s already 6:29. I begin to get nervous; (Y/N) is always here by 6:30.

“Stop worrying so much. There hasn’t been a day when she doesn’t show up. I know you love her and she loves you too. I don’t see what the problem is.” My little bear said looking up at me with big innocent eyes.

“I wish it was that simple. I’m just so afraid that one day she’s going to come to her senses and never speak to me again. I mean I technically lost her once, I don’t think I could live through a second time.” I say stirring more syrup into my drink. The polar bear opened his mouth to say something else when the bell to the café door rang.

I looked up to see (Y/N), as beautiful as ever yet slightly out of breath, walk towards our usual booth in the back. She gave me a big but tired smile and a quick peck on the lips before sitting across from me.
“Sorry I’m late. Alfred refused to get out of bed, took forever to eat breakfast and then he couldn’t find his tie. By the time I had him out of the door it was already 6:20. I swear sometimes it’s like a married a child.”

So there it is. That’s my problem. I, Matthew Williams, am in love with Mrs. (Y/N) Jones, my half-brother’s wife.

“That’s okay. For a second I thought you weren’t going to show up.” I say with a small smile before sipping my coffee. My eyes bulged and I nearly choked on the overly sweet liquid in my cup.

“Looks like you have been abusing the maple.” (Y/N) said with a giggle, holding up the nearly empty bottle of syrup. I hadn’t realized how much I had been mixing into my coffee while I waited for her.

“I was just nervous since you’re never late.” I say reaching across the table to hold her hand. “I thought that maybe you had decided to end this umm…whatever this is. Maybe you had finally decided you like Alfred more than me. I mean you did marry him.” I see her automatically frown.

“Mattie that’s not fair. You didn’t tell me how you felt until after I was married. Besides I don’t want to talk about Alfred right now. I want to focus on us.” (Y/N) said leaning in to kiss me passionately. One of the benefits of meeting here so early was that nobody had to watch us make out, seeing as the café was pretty empty this early.

“Umm, I’m just curious but when are you going to leave Alfred?” I asked pulling away from the kiss.

“Matthew I said I didn’t want to talk about-“

“Well I do. I think we need to talk about this. You and I both know that what we are doing here is wrong. Yet we can’t seem to let each other go. So let him go.” I whisper, looking down at the table.

“It’s not that simple. Do you know all the things that go into a divorce?”

“You guys don’t have children and there isn’t much property to dispute. I’m just honestly tired of sharing you with Alfred. I’m sick of keeping this secret. I want to take you everywhere. I want to show you off to the world. Are we going to be stuck in this café for the rest of our lives?”

“No. I do want a real relationship with you. I’ll admit getting married at 18 wasn’t the best idea and not even a year into the marriage he cheats on me. When I talked to my mother about it do you know what she told me? ‘Suck it up. You have obligations as his wife to stay by him no matter what, even if you need to get your kicks elsewhere. We don’t divorce in this family. Divorce papers are the equivalency to failure.’ Even now three years later that I found someone to be truly happy with I can’t get her words out of my head.”

“I understand that. But you need to realize, I have my own obligations too; my obligations as his brother. I don’t want to keep doing this behind his back even if he does deserve it. What I don’t understand is why you put up with so much. How many women have you caught him cheating on you with?”

“It’s been four that I’ve caught. He doesn’t even know that I know. Every time it happened I would get upset and want to leave but I would make up excuses for him and why he did it. After the 3rd time I was sick of it and there you were. I do love you. I just…I just need time.” She said staring deep into my eyes.

“I love you too. I don’t want to build my hopes up too high but I’m willing to wait as long as I have to. Whether it’s today or 30 years from now, I will be here.” I said cupping her cheek gently.

~You POV~ TimeSkip
I hate having to say goodbye at the café and go our separate ways. It hurts so much to leave him every day. I wish we could have a normal relationship but for now I have no way to bring up divorce to Alfred.

I drove home with a lot on my mind. I couldn’t help but let my mind linger on what Mattie said. Honestly I haven’t felt happy in my marriage since I caught Alfred cheating on me. When I first started meeting Mattie at the café it was simply friendly. After a few weeks he confessed that he had feelings for me since elementary school, before I started dating his brother in high school. When Mattie and I first started dating I felt no guilt, thinking how much Alfred deserves it. But in the end this didn’t make me any better than he was.

Pulling up into our drive way I see Alfred’s car parked outside. He’s home early; I guess Mr. Kirkland decided to let him off early. Opening the front door I am immediately smacked with the strong scent of strawberry perfume. It smells like a strip club in here!

Climbing up the stair case it wasn’t long until I heard rather interesting noises coming from the bedroom. Opening the door I see Alfred in bed with yet another woman. The self-proclaimed “hero” immediately shoved the woman off him and hopped up. The lady in question proceeds to slip on her dress rather quickly and haul ass out of here, muttering a quick “sorry.”

“(Y/N), it’s not what it looks like!”

“Oh? Then what is going on?” I say, seeing him look baffled at my calm unwavering voice.

“We…umm this is-I...”

“Thought so. I’m so sorry for being rude and barging in. Allow me to get my valuables and I’ll be on my way.” I say with a smile before heading to the vanity table to collect a few things.

“Come one babe don’t leave. It was only a one-time thing I swear!”

“No, this is the 5th time and it’s not even with the same woman.”

“You know about those times? Babe it was a mistake! I realized it after this one. Nobody makes me feel the way you do. Don’t go.” Alfred said with a pout and puppy eyes.

“I’m sorry Alfred but it’s over. I want a divorce as soon as possible.” I said, as I watched his face go from sad and on the brink of tears to seething with rage.

“Where do you think you’re going to go? You have nowhere to stay. You’re nothing but a house wife; you can’t afford your own place!” Alfred asks, blocking me from entering the closet.

“I intend to live with Mattie, if you must know. Now leave me alone!” I said with a quick shove before retrieving some clothes.

“You’ve been screwing Matthew!? I knew it! You’re always in a rush to leave in the morning and whenever he comes over you have to put on your best clothes. How could you sleep with my brother!?” before I could respond Alfred stormed out of the room. I flinch as I hear the front door slam and his tires squeal as he takes off.

“Well too late to go back now.”

~Canada’s POV~
“Hey you, I’m hungry.” Kumajiro said while climbing into my lap. I looked away from the television to raise an eyebrow at the bear.

“We just ate.”

“So?” he said tilting his head to the side. I sighed getting up to make the bear something to eat. I swear for a tiny thing he sure did eat a lot. I was in the middle of making a turkey sandwich for him when there was a loud knocking at the door.

“Coming!” I called out. The banging on the door didn’t cease, instead it grew louder and quite frantic. I rushed to the door and immediately opened it to see a disheveled and angry looking Alfred.

“Oh hey Alfred, what brings you-” I was interrupted by his fist flying into my face knocking my glasses off my face. I landed directly on my rear and before I could get up Alfred was on top of me.

Not knowing what to do, I punch him in the nose, successfully getting him off me. He looked surprised, like he hadn’t expected me to hit him back. I scrambled to get up but got yanked back by my slightly long hair. I looked to my left to see Kumajiro glancing over in concern. I quickly shake my head at him to let him know that it’s ok. Alfred was once again on top of me, yanking me up to him by the collar of my shirt.

“W-what’s going on?” I ask stupidly. I know exactly what happened.

“Dude, you have some nerve! You act all innocent and sweet when you were seeing my wife the whole time! How long? How long have you been doing this?” he shouts in my face.

“Maybe a year and a half?” I mumble quietly looking anywhere but his eyes.

“That’s half my marriage! I can’t believe-” I looked at him so he could continue but he had his head turned down, his shoulders shaking. Woah he was really mad if he was trembling so badly. To my horror I saw wet drops fall from his face staining my red shirt.

“You were my best man at my wedding! You’re my brother! Why would you do this to me?” Alfred sobbed, letting go of my shirt and sitting up.

“You did the same thing to her. I don’t see how this is different. Besides you knew I loved her yet you still asked her out. Did you ever love her? Or was all this just your way of making sure that you would always have everything I wanted?” I whisper.

“Yes I did. I honestly loved (Y/N) and still do. Cheating on her was a mistake.”

“If it was a mistake why did you do it more than once?” Alfred immediately shoots me a death glare.

“The first time I was so drunk. I regretted it so much when I woke up the next morning to someone who wasn’t my wife. Sometimes I would catch (Y/N) looking at me like she hated me with every fiber of her being but she never said anything. I figured if she did know than she didn’t care enough to try and confront me so I might as well do what I want. I realize now that she cared enough to forgive me every single time. I screwed up, ok? But how is you and (Y/N) screwing around any better?”

“I never slept with her.”

“What? But she said-”

“I’m not saying that what we did wasn’t horrible and wrong. Our relationship isn’t so much physical as it is emotional. Sure we kissed a few times but she would never allow us to go further since she was married. Most of the time we would talk, laugh and hold hands but we never had sex or anything close to it. I really am sorry, Alfred.”

“Sorry? Dude, are you kidding!? While I’m not happy about you kissing her, this is great news! Since you didn’t bang her I might still have a chance to win her back! I need to go talk to her! See ya!” Alfred said before running out the door. I sat there completely bewildered.

“Well that was an emotional encounter gone to waste.” I mumble to myself.

“I’ll say. I don’t think he got the point of this very well.” came a voice from behind me. I turn to see (Y/N) standing behind me. I quickly get up and walk over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

“How long have you been here?”

“A little before Alfred gave his explanation for cheating. This little guy here gave me a call to tell me what was going on” (Y/N) said picking up Kumajiro. “Surprisingly he remembered your name.” I smiled at my bear and scratched behind his ears.

“So what did you think?”

“Of what?”

“Of Alfred’s explanation. Are you going to give him another chance?” I ask feeling my heartbeat quicken.

“No, Matthew I’m not. I hope that we could still be friends but I’ll never see him as more than that. I love you but I’m tired of sneaking around. So I went by a lawyer’s office the other day and I picked up these.” She said holding up divorce papers. “All filled out, all I need is Alfred’s signature.”

I take the papers from her hands scanning them quickly before placing them on the table by the coat rack. Before she can react I’m spinning her around and kissing her over and over.

~Alfred’s POV~
“Hey dude, I think I left my phone here have you seen it?” I called out, entering Matthew’s house. No response but I can see my iPhone lying on the ground in the hall. I bent down to pick it up but was distracted by my brother’s voice.

“(Y/N)…” I heard his quiet voice say. Wait (Y/N) was here?! I slowly pop my head around the corner to see (Y/N) sitting on the couch with Matthew on one knee. My eyes widened. Was he going to…?

“(Y/N), I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy in my life and I know I will never meet anyone who I love more than you. I know it can’t be right away but Mrs. Jones will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Williams?” he asked before pulling out a ring. I could feel a huge lump in my throat and the stinging in my eyes as we both anxiously waited for her to reply.

All it took was a nod of her head to make my brother smile brighter than I’d ever seen and to make me cry harder than I ever wanted to. This was it. I knew deep down that I wouldn’t be able to win her back. If I had a second chance I would never hurt her again I would make her happy like she deserves to be.

Wiping my eyes, I decide I should leave. Turning to walk out the door something catches my eye. There on the table sat a pile of divorce papers. Maybe I don’t need a second chance to be able to make her happy. Maybe this is the best thing I could ever do for her. I pulled a pen out of my pocket and quickly sign before walking out into the breezy cool day.

Shooting one last look at the house I get into my car and drive away. Even through it all I have a smile on my face, hoping that the two people I love the most can be happy.

“Goodbye Mrs. Jones.”