Chapter 7: Sleepover

The next day at school, Gilbert went to art class, which is the only class he has with Matthew, and sat next to the blonde. Matthew looked over at the German and blushed when he winked at him. He turned back to staring at his desk.

Gilbert smiled at his nervousness and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "I love you, Birdie."

The blonde's face went completely red and he tried to hide in the red hoodie he was wearing. The tearcher walked in at that moment and class began. Matthew tried to focus on his sketch, but his mind kept going to the albino sitting next to him. Without realizing it, he ended up drawing Gilbert, but without the crutches. When he came back to reality and saw what was on his paper, his eyes widened.

Gilbert craned his neck to see what his Birdie was all worked up over. When he saw the sketch, he smiled.

"Aw, how sweet."

Matthew whipped around and threw his hands over the picture. Gilbert frowned and turned back to his own drawing which was of Matthew with Gilbird on his head. Inwardly, the German smiled. Who would've guessed that they would be drawing each other?

When class got out, Matthew quickly put everything in his backpack and tried to escape the room. It felt as though everyone was watching his every move.

"Birdie, wait!" Gilbert grabbed his walkers and stood. As he walked toward Matthew, a foot flew out in front of his left crutch, and sent him tumbling to the ground. He couldn't catch himself in time and his face hit one of the desks. A few people laughed at the sight before them while others payed no mind. Sitting up, his hand flew to his nose, which took most of the impact. Pulling his hand away from his face, he saw blood covering it.

"Gilbert! Are you okay?" Matthew came running back. Looking up he saw Antonio looking down with a smirk. "Stay away from him, Tony! And tell my brother that if he messes with Gilbert again, he'll get it."

The Spaniard stood there in shock. "But Matthew..." He began in a nervous tone.

"No," Matthew glared at him. Antonio backed away and left.

Matthew turned back to Gilbert, whose nose was still bleeding. "Let's get you to the nurse."

"You do care~," Gilbert said with a grin.

The blonde smiled. "Oh, shut up."

When they arrived at the nurse's office, she gave Gilbert some tissue paper to wipe the blood from his nose. By then, the bleeding had come to a stop and they both made their way to the cafeteria to eat in the small amount of time they had left. They sat down, with lunch in hand, and began to eat.

"Why didn't you want to eat dinner with us, last night?" Gilbert asked after a little while.

Matthew looked up from the book in his hand. "Well I... I umm..."

Gilbert chuckled. The blonde's face turned red and he looked away.

"I was nervous..." He finished with barely a whisper.

"Birdie..." Gilbert swallowed. "Birdie, I... I love y-you."

"Gil..."

"No, I really do."

Matthew's eyes seemed to light up with hope. "Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, I know we only just met and all, but... I don't know, maybe it's just me." The German stood from his place at the bench and began to walk away.

"Gil, wait a minute." The blonde hurriedly gather his stuff and followed.

Gilbert didn't turn around until he was in the hall. No one was around except for him and Matthew. That was a good thing because right then, Matthew nearly tackled the German and kissed him. Feeling confident, Gil let go of one of his aids and cupped the back of Matthew's head, pulling him closer. The bell rang and they pulled apart.

"I love you too, Gil." They smiled at each other before Matthew continued while blushing. "Umm, I was wondering if you wanted to spend the night at my house tonight."

Gilbert stood there, confused, but then snapped out of his daze and answered, "Yeah, of course! I would just have to run by my place first."

Matthew smiled, getting the answered he wanted. No, scratch that. The answer he needed. Now the only problem he had to deal with now, was his brother. Waving to Gilbert, he headed to his next class.

The rest of the day went slow. Too slow. Both of the new lovers wanted the day to end so they could be with each other again. Finally, when the last class was released, both Matthew and Gilbert jumped from their seats and left to find the other. They met outside and began their walk to Gilbert's house.

The air around them was no longer awkward. They both knew now that the other loved them so they had no need to feel uncomfortable. At Gil's house, he picked up a few things and told his uncle that he was going to spend the night a Mattie's place. They left and Roderich smiled. 'Cute kid.' He thought, refering to Matthew. 'Gilbert made a good choice.'

Once the two were at Matthew's house, they went in and were greeted with thick smoke coming from the kitchen. The blonde just about face palmed. His dad had to pick today that he was going to cook.

"Is the house on fire?" Gil coughed.

"No, it's my dad's cooking," Matthew answered. "Let's get to my room."

They ran through the smoke filled air and to the stairs. Matthew had to help Gilbert up the stairs, but once at the top, they took refuge in the blonde's room. With a sigh of relief, they both dropped the stuff they were carrying and looked at each other.

Immediatly Gilbert began to laugh, startling Matthew. "Your dad really cooks that bad?"

"Oh... Yeah," Matthew said cracking a smile.

"He's one funny dude."

A knock on the door interupted them. "Mathieu, is that you?"

Matthew walked over to the door and opened it. "Hello, Papa."

"Who's this?" Francis asked, looking past his son to Gilbert.

"Oh, sorry, sir," said the albino as he walked over. "I'm Gilbert."

Francis looked at Matthew with one eye raised. "Sorry I didn't tell you he was coming over."

The Frenchman smiled. "It's ok." As he began to walk away, he turned back around and winked saying, "Have fun."

Both boys blushed and looked at each other. Francis saw what he need to confirm his suspicions and walked away, smiling. Once the door was closed again, they began to make light conversation. Not too much later, another knock was heard. Opening it, Matthew saw that it was his papa again.

"Yes?"

"Oh, I managed to sneak some snacks from the cupboards so you and your guest won't have to eat you father's cooking tonight," said Francis.

"Oh thank you, Papa."

"You are welcome."

Again, they were alone, and they began to eat their unhealthy dinner and played some video games that Matthew snuck from Alfred's bedroom. Soon, it was late and both teens were getting tired. Luckily, it was a Friday so they could sleep in.

They laid out their bedding on the floor and Matthew snuggled up next to Gilbert. The German wrapped his arms around the small boy and planted a kiss on his head. They soon fell asleep and not long after, Matthew's fathers peeked in on them, both smiling at the scene.

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I hope Francis and Arthur checking up on their son and his new bf wasn't too creeper for you guys. Anyway, don't forget to review~!