Can I Have You Now?
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia and some oh the plot is inspired by a short story from face book.
There was once a lonely ten year old boy named Matthew. He had an older brother whom his father loved very much. Even though his brother: Alfred. Left them to start his own life his father still loved him very much, but his father whose name is Arthur was very sad. So to fill the void that big brother Alfred left Arthur swamped himself with work almost always he comes home late. He was barely home living Matthew all alone with his stuff teddy bear whom he grew to love.
One day Matthew asked if Arthur would spend some time with him. Arthur said "I can't I have work." Matthew felt rejected and hurt that his father would chose work over him, but his a good and he understands that father need to work to keep them alive. Still Matthew being the little boy he was couldn't help but let a tear drop escape he tried to cover it up with his beloved toy but it didn't really matter because Arthur didn't even spare the boy a glance. Matthew remind Arthur too much of his brother Alfred. The looked so alike that it hurts. Arthur grabbed his stuff and shut the door once again living the poor little boy alone with his beloved teddy bear.
The next day Matthew asked his father how much he earns in a day. Arthur told the little boy he earned $2000 dollars a day and again took off for work, leaving Matthew alone with his beloved teddy once more.
Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to Months. The same thing always happens, Arthur would go to work 'til late and come home to quite house with food waiting for him on the kitchen table. Then one day before he left for work he couldn't help feel like he had forgotten something. He shrugged it off made his way to the door but his hands were held back by tiny warms and he turned around to see Matthew with a hopeful look on his face. It's been so long since he had look at Matthew that he almost forgot how beautiful his youngest son's eyes were. They were as dark as the night sky but it still held some light to it like how stars would brighten the dark and lonely sky. Though he wasn't sure if Matthew normally had the slight red tint to his face.
Tiny warm hand held large cold ones not wanting to let got just yet. Matthew with a hopeful smile asked his father. "Can I have four hundred dollars?"
Arthur was shock at this and yelled at Matthew "Why the bloody hell would you need that kind of money!" he pulled his hand away from Matthew and slammed the door. He was so angry he did not see the fountain tears the flowed freely down his young son's face as Matthew's hold onto his beloved bear tightened. All he was thinking was how selfish were now a days.
Through out the day Arthur couldn't help but think that he had forgotten something he looked at the calendar and saw what day it was, it was June 30th. He searched through his head trying to remember what he had forgotten. He knows its Alfred's birthday on the 4th, it was something he wished he could forget but he couldn't. He just shrugged it of again, and then he thought about how his youngest son Matthew had asked him for money. Maybe the boy really needed it for something. It's not like the boy had asked for anything else. When he look at Matthew which was rarely and it was only to check if was ok his seemed very satisfied with his books and with the old teddy bear he had given him when he was 7. Now that he thought about it the lad really did love that bear he took it everywhere he went!
Then it hit Arthur like a bag of bricks, a really heavy bag of bricks. He hadn't gotten the boy anything much less took to the boy since his eldest son left. He decided that he would get back home early today and give Matthew the money. But when he got home no one was there. It was 5:00 pm Matthew should've been home by now. He sat in the living room couch and waited thinking he had been gone for so long that he forgot to discipline Matthew about coming home late. The boy was gonna get an earful when he gets home he was starting to be like his older brother, always staying out late and worrying Arthur.
When Matthew got home he was surprised to see the light was on in his house. It must've been his dad. He was overjoyed he father was finally home early! When he went in the house he excitedly searched for his father. When he found his father sitting in the living room he ran to him for a hug 'maybe he remembered what tomorrow was!' Matthew thought happily. But all those thoughts vanished as looked at his father's angry face.
"Where have you been young man!" he asked in a barely controlled voice.
"I was-" Matthew was cut off as Arthur continued at how irresponsible Matthew was and about how he was starting to become like his brother. Matthew was starting to thinking that maybe if he was more like his brother Arthur would spend more time with him. He erased the thought; he had his own way to get Arthur to spend time with him. He had worked so hard and gave up too much to back down now!
Arthur looked at his son's face. Tears were following down from being scolded but his eyes held a desperate yet determined look on them. Matthew told Arthur to wait there in the leaving room as he ran to his room.
Arthur sat in on the sofa thinking how weird his son was. He was surprised when Matthew burst into the room with a pile of cash while trying to get more money out of his pocket. Arthur was about to question Matthew on how he got that much money but the young boy spoke before he could.
"Now I have $2000 dollars would dad be mine for a whole day tomorrow?" he asked with that same hopefulness on his face when he had asked Arthur for some money in the morning.
"I-I wha- how-" Arthur was speechless. Was this why Matthew was asking him for money this morning. The smile on Matthew's face started to fade and looked down to knees maybe this was a bad idea the thought maybe I'll be scolded again as the Brit wouldn't respond.
His head snapped up as he heard Arthur's foot steps get closer to him. Arthur crouched down.
"Now Matthew I want you to be honest with me ok, how did you get $2000?" asked Arthur shakily with tears starting to fall off his face thinking that maybe his son had stolen the money just to be with him. He didn't want to show his face to his son he felt so ashamed he couldn't look him on the face.
Matthew looked at Arthur confused as why his father would ask such a question when he already knew the answer, but he answered anyways he was also starting to feel a little light headed and why was it so cold all of the sudden.
"I did what you do silly I worked! I did yard work for the neighbours for the pass month but I was still short but I got the money anyways"
"Tell me son how did you get the rest of the money?" he was still afraid that Matthew might have done something he shouldn't have.
"I-I went around all day selling my books but it still wasn't enough but our neighbour Mr. Francis guy said he would buy my bear and it was just what I needed s-so I- sold kuma-" he was suddenly pulled into a tight hug something he had longed for, for a long time. But the moment was short lived as he heard he father start to cry. Thinking that he had done something wrong he started to cry and chant the words I'm sorry.
Arthur pulled away from him but held onto his shoulders.
"Why are you saying sorry son? I'm the one that's suppose to do that!" he looked at his son's crying face how could he say that he looked like his elder brother when he looked so different. He hugged his son again thinking that he was such a horrible father for living his precious son all alone, making him feel like he had to buy his attention and making him sell his beloved toy.
"I'm sorry son. I'm sorry" Arthur continued to sob until Matthew grabbed his cheek with his little warm hands and said.
"Daddy please don't cry. I love you so please don't cry."
"I-I…" Matthew covered Arthur's mouth with his tiny hands.
"Daddy it's ok! Please just tell me you'll spend the day with me tomorrow!" the boy say happily.
"O-ok son" he said as wiped the tears off his face and patted Matthew on the head. It was warm…
He touched Matthews face but pulled away quickly.
"Matthew your burning hot!"
"Hmmm?" Matthew tilted his head. He didn't feel hot at all! In fact he was really cold and sleepy.
"That's nice dad but can it go sleep now? I'm feeling really sleepy and-" everything turned black.
To be continued.
Haha I just had to write this down after reading that short sad story. Lol.
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