Neko!Canda x Child!Reader Request

A certain _(e/c)_ eyed child sat on the soft grass of a large meadow near her house as she waited for her friend Matthew to come. That certain child, was you. You and Mattie, you nickname for him, had been friends for years, even though he was older, but it always bugged you as to why he always wore a hat and refused to remove it. You were determined that you would get that hat off today if it was the last thing you did.

“Hello _(f/n)_,” a quiet voice spoke and you turned to see Mattie standing there with a smile. You smiled back and jumped on him to give him a big hug.

“Hey Mattie!” you replied, giggling quite a bit. He chuckled lightly before sitting down with you on his lap.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” he asked since you had called him out to meet you. You looked up into his eyes and smiled, not responding. After a bit he kind of got creeped out and looked away. “_(f/n)_, that is kind of getting weird.”

“I will take it off,” you said, you saw confusion flash through his eyes as he turned back to look at you. He was about to ask you what on earth you were talking about when you suddenly tackled him to the ground. Even though you were quite small, you were strong when you wanted to be. After a bit he finally figured out what you were trying to do and started to struggle against you.

“N-no _(f/n)_. Don’t touch my hat,” he pleaded but it was too late. You ripped the hat off his hat and backed up a bit so he couldn’t take it back. You looked back up at the Canadian and got wide eyes. Were those cat ears?

“Um, Mattie,” you started, trying to form a question but couldn’t say anything.

“I told you not to remove my hat,” he mumbled looking down at his lap, he was afraid you would be scared of him and run away, but you didn’t. Instead, you came closer, him still starting at the ground, and your gaze never leaving the ears.

“Why are you wearing kitty ears,” you asked him, reaching up and grabbing hold of them, rubbing them gently. They felt so real and soft, they did make him look cute.

“_(f)_-_(f/n)_! D-Don’t t-touch them,” he shakily said, a blush forming on his face as he looked up at you.

“Why can’t I?” you questioned innocently, still rubbing the ears.

“B-Because they are real and sensitive so please stop,” he replied, pulling your hands down and saw you looking at him curiously.

“Is this way you would not take off the hat, because you are a kitty man?” you cutely tilted your head to the side.

“I was afraid that you would be scared and not want to be my friend anymore,” he replied, blushing at your cuteness.

“Why would I be scared of a kitty? Kitties are cute,” you replied, snuggling against him. He blushing even worse because, even though you did not directly say it, you called him cute.

“S-So you’d stay with me?” he asked, wanted to be absolutely sure you would. You pulled back and gave him your biggest grin.

“Yes I will stay with Kitty Mattie,” you told him, and then going back to hug him more.

“Good,” he sighed, hugging you back.

…

“Hey Kitty Mattie?” you finally spoke up after a bit.

“Hm?” was the sound he made to encourage you to continue.

“Kitties like being scratched behind the ear, does Kitty Mattie like it to?” you asked him, pulling back again.

“Well, I, um,” he tried to say he did not like it so you wouldn’t try but every ounce of him wanted you to. You took this time you reach up once again and scratch the back of his ears and he began to purr quietly.

“You do like it!” you giggled excitedly and continued to scratch. He smiled slightly and closed his eyes, the purring only getting louder.

“_(f/n)_,” he managed out between purrs. “You should really stop. I need to get you home, it is getting late.”

“Awww, okay,” you replied sadly, stopping. Matthew sat up and helped you up as well. You began to walk to your house in the quiet.

“Hey Mattie,” you said as you reached your house. “Does Kitty Mattie have a tail too?”

“N-no,” he said, blushing, but it was more of a ‘no you can’t touch it’ then a ‘no I don’t’ and he quickly walked off.

“Oh well, I’ll find out one way,” you shrugged, walking into your house.