If you have an older brother and that brother has a lot of guy friends, chances are, you might fall for one of them.
If you have an older brother and that brother has a lot of guy friends and you're gay, chances are, you definitely will fall for one of them.
For Matthew Williams, it was the latter. His brother, Alfred, had lots of friends, but Matthew hadn't taken an interest to any of them. Well, not until Alfred introduced him to a new friend, Gilbert Beilschmidt.
Matthew was coming home from hockey practice, wiping off sweat with the small towel he always had, when Alfred greeted him inside.
"Hey bro, how was practice?"
"Not bad," Matthew went to the kitchen and came out with a water bottle. "Tino can be harsh, man."
"The Swedish dude?" Alfred crossed his arms.
"Nein, the Finnish one he's always with," a boy with silver hair came out from behind Alfred. "Berwald is the Swedish guy."
"Dude, they're always together so it's not like I could tell."
Matthew just stared as his brother was being told off by this new guy.
'He probably doesn't care for others...' Matthew thought as he turned away. 'I should stay away from him.'
Alfred grabbed Matthew's hand before he got away and smashed it into another.
"Matt, Gil, Gil, Matt," Alfred said quickly.
Matthew's face was deep red, and he didn't know if it was because his brother was so embarrassing, or because his hands were so small compared to Gilbert's.
"Gilbert Beilschmidt," he shook his hand.
"Matthew Williams," he pulled his hand back. "I'm going to go take a shower, pardon moi."
The older boys stared as he ran up the stairs.