okay, the first of the one shots! I wanted to clarify this has NOTHING to do with "everything is good" "Until it's not". completely different story. heck, they're nations in this one shot and humans in the other story lol.
Al was tired. he had a long day at work. His bosses kept riding him to do better. at least he got to go home to Mattie now.. It had taken so much work to get the smaller country to trust him. The northern country was friendly, sure, but he could be so cold. Any other country that had tried to woo him gave up. It was just a constant battle.
but they were together now! It brought a smile to Als face. Sure Mattie still wasn't overly affectionate.. but Al wasn't prefect either right?! Besides Al thought it was cute when Matt was irritated. That scowl could melt his heart! He looked at the flowers
on the seat next to him. Matt loved Lillie's.
AL was all smiles now as he pulled into the drive way. His brain was full of thoughts of Matts smiles, the look he got during hockey games, the sound he made when Al bit that one spot on his neck... He hurried up the steps.
Maybe if he hadn't of been thinking so much of Matt he would have noticed the car in front of the house. Maybe he would have wondered why the door was locked. Maybe he wouldn't have come in through the door with a smile and flower held out... maybe his heart wouldn't have shattered quiet so suddenly. But, then again, he had never been very observant, and Matt was a blind spot.
The american dropped the flowers his mouth open in shock at the scene in front of him. "Mattie?" his voice cracked.
Matt was on the couch clutching a red blanket to cover himself. Violet eyes looking to the side in uncertainty and guilt. Al followed the eyes confused. They landed on a tall man with messy blonde hair. He was pulling on pants. Als brain was trying to piece it together.
" desole mon ami" said the french nation as he dashed out of the door.
There was silence. Al just stood in the doorway, not moving.
"Al... I.. "
Al held up a hand to stop Matt form talking. he sighed and went to the stairs. His eyes locked up the stairs on a framed picture of the two of them. Voice wavering as he tried to sound cheerful "I was thinking we'd order pizza tonight"
with that he numbly climbed the stairs. This wasn't the first time he'd come home to this... Al knew it wouldn't be the last... But sometimes you just can't help who you love. Maybe one day he would be enough?
if you have any suggestions or requests for Bad Behavior situations, let me know!
