"Ah, Arthur! Listen…I wanted to know if you were-"

"Not now, love, I'm busy."

The younger promptly closed his mouth upon hearing the words, his heart sinking a bit as he did. He stood in the doorway, his shoulders falling a bit. Slowly he stepped over the threshold, and closed the door softly. With another look up at the working man, he frowned; walking around the desk the elder man was sitting at, and peering over his shoulder.

"With what?"

Arthur waved his hand, ushering him away. "Quit that, you know I hate hovering. Please, Matthew, go amuse yourself. I'll be done in a little while."

A light sigh escaped his lips as he removed himself from behind him. Why wasn't he used to such answers by this point? He always seemed to be busy every waking moment of their relationship. Matthew turned on his heel and headed back towards the exit, while memories of the early days flooded his mind. Three words played on his lips, and he didn't know he dared to speak them as he rested his hand on the doorknob.

In the end, they came.

"I love you."

"Mhmm."

Something churned inside of him dejectedly as he swallowed heavily, before walking out, the door closing behind him with a soft click.

The ring box jingled in his coat pocket as he raced to the classroom. Matthew checked his watch; he had about an hour before he went home. Yes, yes that was plenty of time to ask and receive an answer, probably more time than he wanted, but nonetheless, he continued on.

His pace slowed as the classroom came within sight. Matthew began to walk by this point, and slowly he stopped right outside, and poked his head inside.

"A-Antonio…?" Matthew managed to spit out, a sudden nervous wave washing over him.

The Spanish man was at his desk, and turned promptly to the door, a heart-fluttering grin on his face. "Hm~? Oh, Mateo! What is it?"

The Canadian felt a hot blush spread across his face, as he stepped inside, and began to walk over, sticking his hand into his pocket to make sure the box was still in its place, which it was. "Aha…well…you see…there's this…thing I've been wanting to ask you, lately…Antonio…"

Antonio swirled in his chair, facing him head on, fingers laced in his lap. "Mmm~ okay~ I'm listening!"

Matthew lips twitched into a quirky smile as he swallowed anxiously, trying to find and word his speech carefully. "I-I like you a lot Antonio…you're sweet and funny…and you're all around great. You've never failed to out a smile on my face…and this feeling…it's been so hard to ignore lately…so…"

Slowly he got down on one knee, his facing burning. It was then that the brunette rose from his seat. "Mateo what-"

"Will you marry me?"

The Spanish man's heart skipped a beat at the words, his own face suddenly engulfed in scarlet. A broad, happy smile crossed his face. "Y-yeah! Oh, of course I'll marry you Mateo!"

The blond sprung to his feet. "A-aha! Yes! Oh, mon dieu yes!" he rushed over and wrapped his arms around him.

Antonio hugged him back, his body shaking with delight. They held each other for a long moment before they heard a quiet applause coming from the entrance.

Kiku Honda stood there, a small smile expressing his emotion as he wiped a few tears from his eyes. "How…very sweet. I'm a registered minister, you know. We can do it now, if you'd be alright with that."

The two exchanged glances. "So…soon?" Matthew began, but Antonio took his hands.

"Let's go for it!"

Kiku ushered the engaged couple to follow him down the hall, which they did with eager happiness. He made a few turns until finally he ended up in the Drama room, a perfect place, Matthew thought to himself excitedly.

They quickly set about the room, Kiku set up a podium in the front of the room and Matthew tried to straighten himself out a bit. He really wasn't in suitable dress for a wedding but hey? All that mattered was he was with who he loved, at current, right?

He turned to find Antonio when his breath caught.

He didn't know where they'd found it, but the brunette was now dawned in a beautiful white suit, holding a small bouquet of flowers, consisting of white, red, and yellow carnations, along with forget-me-nots. His grin widened at Matthew's surprised face, as he walked next to him beside the Japanese man.

Kiku cleared his throat, and set his hands on the podium. He waved his hand, indicating for the two to take each other own hands, and upon seeing them do so, he began.

"Since we are alone, I'll skip the main part, so here I start; Do you, Matthew Williams, take Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, to be your lawfully wedded husband, through sickness and health, for better, or for worse, for as long as you shall live?"

His heart raced. "I do, e-eh."

The Asian then shifted his gaze. "And do you, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, take Matthew Williams to also be your lawfully wedded husband, through sickness and health, for better or worse, for as long as you shall live?"

A quick breath. "I d-"

A sudden crash cut him short. All three males turned to the source of the noise, and Matthew felt a wave of panic surround him as he saw it.

He knew those emerald eyes anywhere.

It was Arthur Kirkland.

"Stop the wedding this bloody instant!" he barked angrily, his gaze narrowing dangerously.

Kiku covered his mouth in shock, and Antonio stepped back a bit as Matthew released the grip on his hands. The Canadian swallowed nervously as the man began to march over, and he quickly shifted his position to try and better his chances of getting out if it came to that.

He pointed threateningly at the brunette. His voice seemed unusually dark, like an aura seemed to be surrounding him with malicious intent. "You…"

"M-me?" Antonio sputtered, unsure of what was happening. It seemed suddenly cold, as if the room had suddenly dropped ten degrees.

Something about the way Arthur stepped closer to him made him instinctively back up, and afraid to break eye contact with the Brit, he stepped back, tripping over his own feet and fell down.

The Englishman took his chance and stepped a foot down on his shoulder, pressing him to the floor. "How much do you value your life, you little wanker?"

Matthew felt himself wince at Arthur's action, and cried out. "Arthur, no! Stop it! Don't hurt him!"

Much to his dismay, he ignored him. Instead, he snarled out, "Tell me, Antonio…tell me you weren't going to say yes…"

Despite the pain, the Spanish man mustered a brave face. "I was."

Arthur shifted his weight, pressing down even harder on him. He seemed to smirk a bit as he watched him flinch in agony. "Oh were you now?"

"Y-yes!"

"Arthur stop this now!" the Canadian said desperately, his eyes shifting between both of them.

The Brit scowled at his response, still ignoring Matthew. He pulled back and promptly kicked him roughly in the side. "I do not approve of that…"

Antonio let out a wail, clutching his side tight as he rolled onto his other side. Arthur sneered, ready to hit him again when the younger blond in the room yelled once more, "Stop! Damn it, Arthur I'm the one who proposed!"

This made him stop. The Englishman stiffened, and turned to him dangerously slow. "What?"

He swallowed heavily. "I-I did. I proposed. So if you want to b-blame someone, blame me."

With the distraction in place, the brunette slowly began to crawl away, to which Kiku reappeared, helping him over and trying to block him from Arthur's view. He looked fearfully back to the two, and began praying for the best.

"Why?" the older blond questioned, his face darkening.

The words tapped on his lips. He swallowed again, his heart beginning to thump against his chest. Hadn't this been what he wanted to say all along? He only hoped it could've been in a better situation than this, but ever still, he had to work with what he had. "Because…because I felt unloved…all you ever do…it seems, is work. And well…Antonio? He makes me smile when I'm down…and he makes it sunshine in my world when all there can seem to be is rain…"

A soft smile crossed both Antonio and Matthew's faces then. The Canadian took a deep breath, looking at Arthur head on, ready for his response.

The Brit then clenched his fists, his scowl deepening. "I see…you felt I didn't love you…so you crawled to that?"

"Well maybe I wouldn't have had to if you'd shown me the love I needed! You…you never said 'I love you' to me, never! The very first time you said that to me, was also the last. At least…at least Antonio makes me feel good about myself…at least he makes me feel warm and loved," Matthew's voice wavered a bit, but he held strong.

The Spanish man blushed a bit. 'So that's what he thinks of me…?' he thought to himself, managing to keep his smile.

Arthur stepped towards the boy, and the younger blond had to force himself to stay put in his place to keep from instinctively running for the door. All signals in his mind were begging him to run, but he chose to fight them, and watch him carefully as he spoke. "You want me to show you I love you? Tell me…did you even love me, Matthew? If you had loved me, you would've told me of this issue…and you wouldn't have scampered away like a small puppy to that Spanish git!"

The words stung, Matthew had to admit. He bit his lip, hard, thinking over what he said. Was he right? Maybe if he had addressed the issue, it could've been resolved, and this entire catastrophe could've been avoided. But at the same time, would he have even take precious time out of his work, to even bother to listen? He met his gaze, his feelings reflecting in those violet orbs. "I always loved you…I still do, Arthur. But what you've been showing me was not the love I needed. You…you acted like I already knew you loved me, and there was no point in saying it. How hard would it have been, Arthur, to say three, simple words to me every so often? Just, every now and again? How hard?"

Both Kiku and Antonio watched with anticipation, awaiting the response. They feared for both of them, strangely, even in Arthur's crazed rage, they knew he could hurt himself. Matthew was definitely in some sort of harm, for no one knew what the Brit's next action would be. Kiku gripped Antonio's shoulders tight, and the brunette touched his hand, trying to let him know that he was ready to help.

The Englishman scoffed loudly, and the Canadian couldn't help but wince a bit. "You have no idea how hard it is to say it when the boy you have to say it to is off flirting with others!" he spat out violently.

His expression then lighted ever so slightly. He broke their gaze. "I didn't say it because…I was scared you didn't love me…and that if I told you, you would say you no longer felt the same and leave me…"

The younger blond's face changed then, a mixture of disbelief and hurt. "Do you think it's any easier when you're always gone? When I barely see you…and the times I do it's so brief it's like giving a single drop of water to a dehydrated man? You don't understand…you don't understand how hard it is, Arthur. I'm so…I feel so deprived…I'm so longing for some kind of human contact that it's driven me to flirt with others. They're small things…they mean nothing to me…at least…not as much as you mean to me…why can't you see that?"

Matthew's entire body was shaking by this point, and Arthur slowly returned eye contact once more.

This idea is spawned from an RP I did with a few friends; randommanatee, MissNaekino, and Bri Nara. We loved it so much that I decided to write it all out. Arthur is Snapped!Arthur just as a side note.

The story, if you can't tell, is as follows: Matthew and Arthur are in a relationship, but it is highly dysfunctional. With the lack of loving contact that he is receiving, Matthew eventually begins to flirt and find new love interests, and the person he finds to love the most is Antonio. Eventually, though Matthew still loves Arthur, proposes to Antonio, in which he accepts. Kiku just so happens to be a registered minister, and decides to marry the two then and there. They are thrilled, and allow it to happen when suddenly Arthur, who somehow knew of the wedding, crashes it just before Antonio says "I Do." After a few issues, Antonio gets out of the firing range, and Matthew and Arthur begin to argue.

I hope you enjoyed our madness and I hope you continue on! Thanks for reading!

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-IchigoMelon