GAH! I CAN'T SLEEP. It's 4 in the morning! Have some more inbox spam!
'Alfred and Ivan have gone away for the weekend. It's my Birthday today. They must have forgotten. They are both in Russia now.'
That's what the text said. Gilbert was fairly pissed about them forgetting but had a few things to do before he came.
'Soz will b late 2nite' That's what the text said in appalling grammar. Matthew may type in full sentences because he has so much free time on account of being under house arrest but that was just indifferent. Matthew's heart sank a little lower: more birthday alone time. What a wonderful gift! After all, he spent way too much time in the company of other people or outside. He switched off the TV and his phone before walking into his bathroom for a wank. Why bother.
Gilbert had stolen a key from the Jones house not long after her got the job. He got a copy cut then returned it the next day. Smart move it turned out, but not for the original give to shady mates in return for 40% of stolen stuff. Could still work after breaking Mattie out? It was an hour after his normal visiting time of quarter to midnight. It was now one in the morning.
"Witching hour." whispered Arthur. He had brought a party along with some guests. The bad friends with their boyfriends, though he would not tell Mattie that. They walked up the stairs to find Matthew eating a muffin on top of his wardrobe.
"How the fuck did you get up there?" asked Gilbert "An' why?"
"I got bored." Came the neutral reply.
"Well I have brought you a party. We tried to find you that Lars guy but he is suffering from a bad case of visiting the family this week." And with this he threw his arms round the Canadian before shouting "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
It was certainly the best birthday he had ever had. Past parties tended to be non-existent but even if he had ones like Alfred they could never beat this. Even with his arm attached to a long chain embedded in the wall to ensure he could go as far as the fridge but not out the door. Phones had been disconnected as well.
Francis, Antonio and Lovino had all brought food and wine while Arthur had brought his laptop and load speakers so the party would have some music. Gilbert claimed he had brought his awesome but everyone knew that he had some sort of surprise lined up to produce at some point. They all sat down on the carpet, Antonio repeatedly dragging his lover closer for a hug. Introductions where quickly made before the food was opened.
"Don't worry about the mess. I think I know who to clean this house." mumbled Gilbert into his sandwich.
The thing that Matthew found funniest about his new found friends was that the couples seemed to hate each other. Antonio made his affections clear but the others seemed to bicker amongst themselves. To an outside it would look like Gilbert was the only bad friend who was no single as he had his arm around someone who was not trying to poke his eyes out with a cocktail stick or insult the others 'overactive' genitalia off. It was all a bit of a mess but that also looked to be normal.
"I guess it's not safe for you here, Mattie" Laughed Francis.
"Yeah," joined Arthur "With a cute face like that you look to be Toni's next victim. This pissed off Lovino so much he sprang to Antonio's defence.
"I was 15 and he was 17 but that's fine cos the age of consent in Spain is 13 cos there all perverts but in Italy its 14 so you can all just fuck off!" This outburst gained him another hug along with a few kisses on his cheeks.
As the night progressed his guests became either more horney or less concerned about doing things in front of people. When they started on the cake, Francis was trying to get Arthur to move over to the bed and when the cake was all gone, save the bit Antonio was licking off Lovino's face, he and Arthur were unashamedly making out on their host's bed.
It would have been quite a romantic scene for them all if it wasn't for the fact that Gilbert never made a move for the whole night. Or the early hours of the morning, considering when they arrived. Eventually the two couples made their excuses leaving Gilbert and Matthew to 'do whatever you two do when we aren't around' and clean up. Gilbert insisted on cleaning the mess up on his own before popping in the bathroom for a quick shower. After he finished he found his friend gazing out the window at the rising sun.
"Hey," he called out "Don't you want your other present?"
