Beautiful Moments
Chapter 2
Morning came and the rain was hitting the ground. Matthew blinked as he woke. He sighed. Alfred, he thought, why did you make me leave Gilbert? I didn't even want to go to that ball game. The phone began to ring. The blonde reluctantly slid out of bed. He picked up the phone.
"Hello?" He didn't want to talk to anybody. He heard a familiar voice on the other end. "Hi, I wanted to know if you wanted to go out for dinner tonight," said a certain red-eyed country. Matthew's heart stopped for a minute. What should I say? "Uhh, sure…" He was blushing, but he was so happy. A long silence passed. "I hope I didn't make things awkward," Gilbert said, "but that's all I had to say. I'll pick you up around 7." Matthew knew Gilbert was trying to hide laughter. "No. It's okay. Bye," Matthew choked out, trying to hide his embarrassment. He hung up the phone quickly.
Matthew sat back down on his bed. He felt like an idiot, because he just couldn't stop smiling. There was knocking at the door. He rolled his eyes and got up. I bet that's Alfred, he thought. Just then, he heard outside the door, "oh hey, it's unlocked!" Alfred bursts through the door. The door swings so far that it hits the wall behind it.
Matthew jumped from the slamming and looked at his older brother. "What do you want now?" He asked quietly, trying to sound nice. "I was gonna ask you if you wanted to go bowling or something tonight!" Alfred said, rather loud. "Uhh, I have plans, sorry…" Matthew stuttered. "With who?" Alfred said, winking. "Ehh, that's none of your business," He said, failing to hide his blushing.
Alfred steps closer and stares at Matthew, expecting an answer. Matthew turned away. "I'm not gonna tell you," he said quietly, "it's personal." "Fine," the taller nation said, pouting. He walked into the kitchen and searched his brother's refrigerator. He grabbed a leftover cheeseburger that he forgot in Matthew's fridge. He unwrapped it and bit down on it. Matthew shuddered at the sight. That hamburger was in there for more than three days. Alfred finally went home so Matthew could continue his day.
The clock read 6:39 as Matthew turned his head to check the time. He gasped and jumped up from his chair. He dropped his book on the table and ran to his closet. Agh, I'm not even ready! He thought as he quickly skimmed through the shirts. He slipped on a simple long sleeved, button-up shirt. Matthew threw on some black pants and smoothed them out. Ehh, not too bad. It was 6:50 already. Matthew was rushing so he didn't want to make Gilbert wait.
Matthew was just locking up his house when Gilbert pulled up. He showed up about four minutes late. Matthew smiled at him as he got in the passenger seat. "I am so sorry I'm late," he apologized. "It's alright," Matthew said quietly, "I would have still been in the house if you were here on time anyway."
It was a silent ride to the restaurant, but they finally reached it. It looked quite fancy for what Gilbert likes. "I figured you would like this place," he said, awkwardly, "I don't know why, but it seems to suit you." Matthew nodded while blushing. "Well," he whispered, "you look nice." Gilbert then started to blush and thanked him.
They went inside and got a table. Matthew immediately started looking at the menu. Gilbert was busy taking in the fanciness. The quiet nation giggled at him. He looked so amazed at everything. "You know, I've been to fancier places," Matthew said, teasing. "Hey, it's the best I can afford!" The albino joked.
Throughout dinner, Gilbert gazed into Matthew's eyes; which, of course, made him blush and look away. The albino sometimes even caught Matthew staring at his lips. Some people would find that weird, but Gilbert kind of liked it. He knew Matthew couldn't wait to kiss him. The lavender-eyed country started to cut down on blushing and looking away. He was starting to get used to being with someone. He was even beginning to speak louder.
After dinner, the sky was brightly lit from the stars. The moon was bright and it was a beautiful evening. Gilbert was getting ready to drive Matthew home. They were sitting in the car. Matthew leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. Gilbert grinned and kissed him back, sliding his arm around the quiet country's waist. Matthew put his hands on the older nation's chest. Gilbert licked at Matthew's lip until he gave in and let him explore his mouth.
People glanced in the car as they walked by and their eyes quickly darting away. A very rude man yelled, "Fags!" Gilbert simply flipped him off while proceeding the kiss. Matthew, blushing insanely, tried to ignore them and focus on Gilbert. Matthew didn't notice he was out of breath and broke away. He gasped for air and glanced at his lover.
Gilbert was quietly laughing. The lavender-eyed nation gave a little glare. "What?" He asked, pouting. "You're just adorable, that's all," Gilbert confessed. Matthew's face got red again. Gilbert could tell that his lover was annoyed at how embarrassed he gets. "You know," the albino said, "you don't have to be embarrassed." Matthew smiled at him and said, "I know, I'm sorry," he said in his quiet voice.
They arrived at Matthew's house. He was getting out of the car when Gilbert leaned close to him and kissed him again. Matthew climbed onto Gilbert and deepened the kiss. Matthew's legs were around the older nation's waist. He was caressing his lover's face. Gilbert started to unbutton the lavender-eyed country's shirt. He slid his hands into Matthew's shirt. Matthew hummed a moan into the older nation's mouth.
Matthew pulled away. He liked to tease Gilbert and make him wait for the next day. It was fun to see him pout. Gilbert buttoned his lover's shirt for him, stealing little kisses in between. Matthew got out of the car. He sighed and looked up to the sky. He started walking toward his house, looked back and waved to Gilbert. Another beautiful moment, he thought, smiling.
:D IM DONE.