"Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city."
―George Burns
Finally, after years of forced solitude, he gets to meet them again. It's really quite elating; to finally meet your siblings after being separated for so long. It's indescribable actually. Having that kind of feeling truly is enjoyable. As if it's not only cloud nine, something greater than that would suffice.
Preparing his stuff for departure, he grabbed his clothes and personal belongings and stuffed them inside a suitcase, a suitcase adorned with the Danish flag. Getting his own coat, he rushed out of his bedroom and prepared himself some smørrebrød. Eating the bread, he wiped off the crumbs off his face and went on outside.
Seeing the busy streets of Copenhagen, he hailed for a cab, since his luggage won't allow him to use his bike. Giving instructions to depart for the Øresund, he became a bit drowsy. After all, the ride to Malmö would be a bit long.
Slowly closing his eyes, he would then dream, dream for the family he would want to have. A family that he'd been yearning for years. The happiness he craved, he envied, he wanted.
After a shy on an hour, he woke up to the city of Malmö. Paying the cab driver, he set off to meet his brother, Berwald. As funny as it sounds, he is only related to him by their mother. Mathias grew up with a different father in Denmark whilst Berwald grew up in Sweden, but the two did live under a roof when they were teenagers, along with Lukas, their other half-brother.
Walking, he whistled a happy tune while bringing with him his luggage. Trying to find Berwald's house, he saw too that Malmö was busy as well. People talking to others via telecommunications, manning shops, and driving cars.
A few minutes later, he found the house that he used to visit Berwald before. Standing in front of it, the house itself wasn't really modern. It was a simple house, painted blue with a yellow picket fence and a small front yard.
Opening the gate, he slowly walked on the cement path that led to the door. A bit happy and anxious, he finally reached the door and stood in front of it. Wanting to open the door, he extended his arm, albeit a bit shakily, and began to open the door.
Subconsciously though, he knew this happiness won't last. That this happiness will break him again. That this will destroy his dreams.
A.N.: Hello! LoT here~ Finally I managed to write something, although I don't have the fullest assurance that this would be very long. Welp, I'm in college now and I'm trying to write some stories, but alas, my daily work is a bit backbreaking, so I've been stalled by it from making stories. Other than that, I think my uploads would be late, like I would only be able to upload a new chapter like once a week. If I managed to upload two or more, then I managed to either procrastinate or I had that much free time. OH MY I'M RAMBLING. Sorry~ Welp, please feel free to read and review~