Well... Hello. I, am the Awesome one named Gilbert. Basically i live in my Brothers basement.. And My brother has an Italian Boyfriend who lives with us. (Yes, Boyfriend. My brother is Gay.). For some stupid reason, my brother won't let me sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs. Why. He and his boyfriend always sleep together. So Its not like anyone's using the spare room!

I work at home as a website designer and have a pet bird named Gilbird.

That pretty much sums up my life.

-Your epic blog Admin, Gilbert.

Gilbert finished typing his first blog post and put his laptop away. "Mein gott..." He sighed, Thinking of his blog post, he realized how pathetic his life was; he lived in his brothers basement because he couldn't pay the rent for his apartment, he was completely broke, he had no friends, and worst of all, his brother is dating the man that Gilbert fell head over heels for. Feliciano.

He walked upstairs and sneaked into the kitchen, he didn't want to risk seeing His brother and Feliciano making out or something. He felt it necessary to make a gagging noise towards this thought, so he made gagging noises. "Gilbert?" Gilbert heard a soft, sweet voice coming from the doorway of the kitchen. He spun around swiftly to answer the man who had spoken, in other words; Feliciano. "y-yes?" Gilbert blushed.

"What're you doing? You were making weird noises..."

"Pffff I'm not doing anything what are you talking about?" He grabbed a lunchable from the fridge and slipped through the doorway where Feliciano stood, his back brushing up against the Italian's, as he did so, the somewhat foreign physical contact making a shiver shoot through Gilbert's spine.

"Um...? Ok?..." Feliciano watched him walk into the living room.

"Is Luddy home?"

"No.. He's at work.. He'll be home anytime though."

"Ah. O-Ok. And i assume you're 'working' as well?" He examined the various fabrics and sewing supplies scattered across the living room floor, Feliciano had a rather successful store on etsy.

"Sì."

"O-ok well you're obviously busy.. S-so I'll go eat downstairs.. Like always." Gilbert looked away, making his way towards to the stairs, trying to avoid stepping on a pair of scissors that lay on the floor. "You can eat up here, its fine with me!" Feliciano grinned.

that smile... That heart warming smile that somehow may have been a little to warm on Gilbert's heart. Knowing that warm smile would never be smiled because Gilbert was loving Feli, hurt him. Burnt him.

"O-oh thank you..." Gilbert's blush became heavier, and he knew it. Feli's brow furrowed in concern as he pressed his hand against the taller man's forehead. "Are you feeling ok? You're a little warm.."

"Y-y-yeah I'm fine! i always feel fine.. Because I'm awesome.." He chuckled nervously.

Feliciano was touching him. WHAT SHOULD HE DO FELICIANO WAS TOUCHING HIM AND WHAT IF HIS BROTHER FOUND OUT!? Luddy would murder him... Gilbert you're to young to die...

Gilbert backed away from his touch. "Actually.. I think I will eat downstairs." He said rather quickly before stumbling down the stairs in a hurry. He sat down at his desk and let out a relieved sigh. "I'm never going upstairs again..." This statement was empty of course. He said it everyday, and usually went upstairs ten minutes later. And there was no exception this time.

As predicted, ten minutes later he made his way upstairs, only to find His brother and Feliciano cuddled up on the couch together. ew. "Oh. Hello, Ludwig." He rolled his eyes and went back downstairs, the only real reason he came up in the first place was to see Feliciano.

He lived like this. Every. Single. Day.