A/N: Hey guys! So here's chapter 3! If I get the same reaction to this chapter as I did the first one, I'll update again and get Chapter 4 out. Only time will tell if this turns into a 5 chapter fic. Who knows? (Even I don't) Anyway, I got really awful news right before I was going to sit down and write this, and then I got this awesome review from TasteOfVanilla and it made me feel so much better, so I decided to write this chapter. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far! Now here's your story!
The second Matthew walked through the door he was ambushed by his fathers and brother. "Was that a kiss? Did he kiss you Mattie? Did he touch you in the bad places?" Alfred looked so serious as he said that, that Matthew just had to laugh. Alfred just frowned at his brother. "I'm not kidding Matt. He has no right to touch you!" Matthew just rolled his eyes. "He just kissed my cheek Al, no he did not touch me in 'the bad places' so you can chill." Francis grinned at his son and gave him a quick hug. "We are glad you had fun with your friend, now go clean up, dinner is soon." All of a sudden, Matthew and Alfred froze. "What day of the week is it papa?" Alfred asked, looking frantic. "It is Friday of course. Your father's day to cook dinner." It had been decided long before they had even got married, that Francis would cook 6 days out of the week to save their stomachs from being destroyed. Matthew looked terrified and Alfred looked suddenly ill. "y-ya know, I had a big lunch when I was hanging out with Gil, I'm not to hungry tonight." And with that, he dashed up to his room, followed closely by Alfred, saying something along the lines of "I think I'm gonna be sick if I eat dad's food."
Matthew settled himself down on his bed, notebook in hand, phone on the bedside table. He began writing about his day, grinning as he recalled all the amazing things that had happened. When he started writing about his mom and papa, he felt some sort of resentment. Of course Francis was just scared and didn't mean to abandon his mother, so it blew over quickly. And hey, he had found him again anyway, so everything had turned out. He was jostled from his thoughts when he heard his phone go off on his bedside table. He grabbed it and grinned when he saw who it was from.
From The Awesome Gil
To Matthew
Hey Mattie! How's it going?
Matthew laughed when he saw what Gil had put his name as in his phone. He responded quickly, a smile still on his face.
To The Awesome Gil
From Matthew
It's pretty good. Barely avoided food poisoning. How about you?
From The Awesome Gil
To Matthew
Food poisoning? Wat do u mean? We just ate. And I'm good. Just tucked in some of the littleuns.
My dad's cooking. He's English and can't cook to save his life.
The Awesome Gil: ouch bro. Hey, at least those pancakes were awesome.
Matthew smiled as he texted his friend, feeling so at peace with the world and how things were going for him. He had never had it rough, but now, things just seemed like they were falling in place for him. He was going to a good school; he had been reunited with his birth mother and his best friend. Oh yeah, he was living the good life.
To The Awesome Gil
From Matthew
Those were the best things I've ever had. Hey, wanna hang tomorrow Gil?
To Matthew
From The Awesome Gilbert
Sure! I don't really have a time I get off work, so how about I come grab you at around 8?
Matthew smiled and texted him a quick yes. He leaned back in bed, looking at his ceiling, thinking about how his day tomorrow would go. As long as he didn't have to eat any of his dad's food, it'd go great.
Gilbert grinned as he got a text from Mattie saying he was game to hang out. He took a deep breath and replied: Then it's a date. He had to admit, his old friend had gotten attractive. Really, ungodly attractive. He laid back on his bed and looked up at his ceiling, hoping that everything would go as planned the next day.
Matthew waited in the living room nervously, trying to take deep calming breaths. A date…Gilbert had called it a date. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a knock at his door. He ran to answer it, smiling at his friend. "Hey there Mattie. Ready to go?" Gil looked just as nervous, if not more so, than Matthew did. Matthew smiled and nodded, shouting back to his dads that he was on his way out. He was almost out the door when he heard his dad yell back to him. "Not so fast young man! I think we should be properly introduced to this young man you're spending time with." Matthew groaned and resisted the urge to face palm. He brought Gilbert in and walked back to the living room. His papa motioned for them to sit down on the couch and Matthew felt his insides freeze. Oh god no. Not the talk.
"So, Gilbert is it? What are your intentions with my son?" Francis asked Gilbert, almost teasingly. Gilbert didn't seem to get the teasing and was incredibly nervous. "O-oh well, I was going to bring him back to my apartment and cook for him. A-and then I thought ma-maybe we'd catch a movie or something…if that's acceptable sir." Matthew was shocked. Even as a little kid, Gilbert had always been so confident, so to see him so nervous and rattled was new. It was almost funny. Apparently his parents thought it was downright hilarious and they burst out laughing. Arthur actually smiled softly at the albino. "Alright, just have our son home before dawn. Sound good?" Gilbert instantly perked up and smiled, nodding. "Ok, well it was nice meeting you. Come on Mattie!" Gil grabbed Matthew's hand and pulled him out of the house.
The car ride to Gil's small apartment was quiet, but every now and again, they'd share stories and jokes, laughing. When they got to Gil's apartment, Matthew was shocked to see that it was actually rather tidy. As kids, Gil had never liked to make his bed or keep his area clean, so Matthew was shocked that he was actually able to keep his apartment relatively nice.
"So how does pasta with meat sauce sound to you Mattie?" Matthew looked up at his friend, shocked yet again. So he could actually cook! "That sounds really good actually. When did you learn how to cook?" Gilbert laughed as he turned on his stove and began the cooking. "These two Italian siblings were at the orphanage for a while and they gave me a few pointers. I can now make 7 different kinds of pasta among other things of course." Gilbert was proud of all that he had learned in the 14 years it had been since he had seen Matthew. Matthew grinned at him and watched his friend cook. When they began eating, Matthew thought that he had died and gone to heaven. His friend had really taken those Italian's lessons to heart, the pasta was amazing.
"Damn Gil, that was fantastic!" Matthew told his old friend as they cleaned the dishes from their meal. "Of course it was awesome, I made it!" Gilbert said smugly. They finished cleaning up quickly and they found themselves on Gilbert's couch, talking and laughing. "So what movie do you want to watch? I've got them all!" Matthew thought for a moment. "Well what's your favorite movie Gil?" Gilbert blushed deeply, the red of his skin darker than his eyes. He mumbled something that Matthew missed. "I didn't catch that Gil. Come on, it can't be that bad." Matthew nudged his friend playfully, smiling at him. "It's Princess Bride ok…that's my favorite movie." Matthew grinned as his friend blushed deeper. "Let's watch it. It's an awesome movie! Lots of fighting and revenge and miracles. Papa used to watch it with me and my brother when we were sick." Gilbert smiled softly and got up to put the movie in.
As the movie went on, Gilbert and Matthew seemed to move closer to each other until they were cuddling, Matthew's head resting comfortably on Gilbert's shoulder, Gilbert's arms wrapped loosely around Matthew. They didn't even make it all the way through the movie before falling asleep, curled up together on Gil's couch.
"Oh look how cute they are!" "They better not have done anything on our couch. We share this apartment!" Gilbert stirred when he heard hushed voices. He groaned when he noticed his roommates, Roderich and Elizaveta. "What are you guys doing back so early? I thought I told you to stay out late today!" Elizaveta laughed. "We did Gilly. It's almost 3 in the morning." She laughed even harder when she saw Gilbert's reaction. "Shit! I need to get Matthew home." He sighed when he noticed the still sleeping Canadian next to him. He shot a glare at his friends and they slipped out of the room. He shook Matthew awake, smiling at him. "Hey Mattie, looks like we fell asleep. It's pretty early, I should get you home before your dad's come and kill me." Matthew laughed sleepily and he stretched and rubbed his eyes. Gilbert blushed as he noticed how cute his friend was when he was sleepy.
Matthew curled up in the front seat of Gilbert's car, his eyes drooping on the car ride home. "Hey Mattie, if you wanna nap on the way to your house you can. I don't mind." Gilbert told his friend. Matthew nodded and closed his eyes, dozing off. He was shaken awake for the second time that morning by his friend, but this time, he was in front of his house. "I had fun tonight. We'll do it again soon right?" Matthew nodded sleepily and hugged his friend awkwardly in the car. "'course we will. I had fun too. You make a good pillow Gil." Gilbert laughed softly. "And you make a good space heater. I'll call you later ok?" Matthew nodded and unbuckled his seatbelt. Gilbert took a deep breath and grabbed Matthew's arm before he could get out of the car. Matthew turned around, a tad confused. Gilbert took a deep breath and quickly kissed his old friend on the lips. "I-I'll see you later Mattie." Matthew just nodded, looking a tad shocked as he slipped out of the car. He stood on his sidewalk and waved good bye to his friend. It wasn't until Gilbert had turned the corner that Matthew brought his fingers to his lips and smiled, jumping in the air excitedly.
A/N: I hope you liked it. This is my first attempt at fluff :3 I love reviews and rates and follows and favorites…if it's not asking too much. Anyway, I'm looking for someone to possibly write a smut scene for this. So if you're interested, get a hold of me and show me what you can do. Thank you! I love you all!
