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Matthew found Alfred on his bed already sleeping.
'That jerk! Next time he asks I won't sleep with him after he watches another scary play or read another scary book!' Matthew ranted in his mind.
He then noticed Alfred's pained sleeping face.
'What's wrong with him?' Matthew thought worriedly, having forgotten his anger on searching for Alfred. He noticed that the blanket wasn't covering Alfred entirely. Matthew's face turned from one of worry to one of annoyance.
"I may be the eldest but that doesn't mean you can keep acting like a child." Matthew chastised quietly pulling up the covers.
A flash of white caught his eye. Alfred was holding a small blue box with a white ribbon messily wrapped around it. Alfred had obviously tried to tie and wrap the gift all by himself. Unlike the failed ribbon the wrapping paper seemed in order. A small smile graced Matthew's lips.
"I'm guessing you denied Yao's help after all, huh?" Matthew whispered. He slowly removed the box from Alfred's arms and was about to place it on the nightstand when he noticed the name tag with 'Arthur' scribbled in Alfred's best penmanship. Matthew looked from the box to Alfred and wondered, 'Did they get into an argument?'
Matthew whispered a good night to his brother and gently closed the door behind him. As he walked down the quiet hallway his mind became so engrossed that he didn't notice he was walking into someone until he bumped into Francis.
"Oomph! Ah Matthieu, what belle nuit we are having. No?" Francis greeted.
"Ah! H-hey Francis. I'm sorry I bumped into you. Je suis desole." Matthew quickly apologized.
"Zhats alright mon petite." Francis noticed Matthew's solemn face, "Are you alright mon cheri?"
"Oh, I-I'm alright. I just found Alfred. The lazy bum was sleeping this while time. He had me worried over nothing." He faked a smile.
Francis noticed the fake smile but didn't mention it, instead he kissed Matthew's forehead and said, "Well you should got o bed as well. You look exhausted and the party is over anyway."
Matthew blushed and nodded quickly, choosing to ignore the small kiss. "Um yes, thank you for telling me. I uh, bonne nuit Francis." Matthew scurried away with a dark blush, much to Francis's amusement.
'He is so cute!' Francis thought as he walked back to his room, but that expression.
"First Arthur and then you, today is supposed to be a joyous occasion." Francis wondered aloud. "Ah well hopefully this will all be over by tomorrow." And with that he entered his room and got ready for bed.
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Alfred awoke feeling strangely somber. He would be usually beyond excited that today was Christmas but yesterday's events kept clouding his mind and bringing him down.
'It was all nothing.' He tried to convince himself as much as he could no matter how much his heart denied it. He had another dream and this one was the worst.
He would be in Arthur's arms, safe and content when Arthur would cup his face and lift it until they were gazing into each other's eyes. Arthur's face would come down and kiss him gently and lovingly, but then the kiss became needy and rough. He would feel Arthur's hands travel from his face to the front of his clothing and the hand on his hip would travel lower, dangerously close to 'that area'.
Thankfully he had awoken before the dream could continue on. 'Why was this going on? Did he really want Arthur than just a friend? More than a crush?'
Matthew began to stir from his sleep. Alfred shook his head and put on a fake smile. He pulled Mattie's gift from under his bed. "I hope he likes it." Alfred hoped.
Matthew yawned and arched his body in an awkward stretch. He rubbed his eyes and looked over at Alfred, "Merry Christmas Al!" Matthew walked over and hugged his brother, "Let me get your gift!" He ran to their bookcase and removed four books from it. But Alfred realized those four books were in fact a decoy facade from the decorated box.
"You sly fox." Alfred laughed. No wonder he couldn't find his gift from his brother.
"I made sure to hide it really well this year." Matthew smiled.
Alfred and Matthew exchanged gifts and tore into them with vigor.
"Wow Matt! This is the new scary novel, Externo! Thanks dude! Now I'll find out if the hero won the battle!" Alfred thanked his brother. This was at least keeping his mind busy.
"You're welcome Al. And thanks for the Diamonds novel. Now I can have longer discussions with Francis in his native language." Matthew smiled happily.
"Time for breakfast, aru." Yao announced from the door.
"Coming!" Matthew and Alfred both called out.
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Arthur held the two presents in his hands. For some reason they seemed very miniscule and pathetic now that he was actually gifting them, especially Alfred. He placed them back on the desk and hung his head.
"Alfred." He looked at his hands. The one's that held the boy's face and brought him closer. For a brief moment he had lost control of his urges. So close. And then those voices. Arthur had laid awake all night replaying that scene over and over in his mind. And when his eyes did manage to close it only got worse.
"Ah! Arthur!" Alfred's voice rang out in the darkness.
Arthur saw himself on top of the flushed teen. His eyes were an intense blue Arthur had never seen on Alfred's face before. Alfred was panting lightly. His shirt lay open showing Arthur the slightly tanned expanse of unmarked skin that belonged to Alfred. Arthur attacked Alfred's mouth right then and there.
Alfred could only moan and create whines as Arthur's hands began to roam all over his body. Arthur showed no sign of stopping. He would never stop. Alfred was his!
"I love you!" Was all Alfred could say between his gasps for air and moans.
Arthur never replied. He awoke at that moment.
"Oh my God." He gasped. How could he? He shouldn't be thinking about Alfred in such a way, no matter how much he wanted it.
He looked at the boxes once more before covering his face in shame. He couldn't go out there and look at Alfred, it was impossible! He would have to avoid Alfred the best he could. Thankfully he would be locked in a Conference room with the rest of the royals for the whole morning and afternoon but come dinner time he would have to face Alfred.
"I guess I could skip breakfast today. Maybe mix dinner with the Conference. You are such a genius Arthur, bloody brilliant." He said to himself while face palming.
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Yao noticed it, Matthew noticed it, hell even the oblivious Alfred noticed it. Arthur was avoiding him.
At first it was not showing up for breakfast. Then whenever they found themselves walking towards each other on a hallway Arthur would turn sharply and walk any other direction possible.
Alfred tried to ignore Arthur's odd behavior but denying him all day and not even letting Alfred talk to him or give him his gift was too much.
"I must have done something to make him mad." Alfred spoke to Matthew's stuffed bear Kujimaru. He was currently locked in his room in a very depressing mood whilst holding Arthur's gift.
His mind went back to the almost kiss. "Maybe I was supposed to do something. Or maybe I was supposed to stop him. B-but. . . HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO REACT!" And so began his tirade.
"I mean he caught me completely off guard! What the hell was I supposed to do? A-and we are two guys? Although I'm not against it but. . . it's just too much." SMACK!
"OK calm down! You are a hero! You are brave, strong and awesome! Something like this shouldn't be making you want to hide under the bed like, like a scared 4 year old!" Alfred had snapped out of his self-berating and was now commending himself. "I should talk to Artie! I'll give him his gift and apologize right after his conference is over. Yeah! Then everything will be back to normal!" There was a loud knocking at the door.
"Al? Are you okay in there?" Matthew's worried voice rang from outside the door.
"THE HERO IS PERFECTLY FINE!" Alfred yelled out. He looked back at the bear and whispered, "Thanks for the advice dude." And with that he grabbed Arthur's present and charged out the door.
"Alfred?" Matthew asked confused. 'Maybe he's sick and needs to go to the bathroom.' Matthew laughed to himself. "Ah there you are Kutamaru or was it Kumiji? Ah well." Matthew failed to notice the tag on the bear's neck said 'Kumajiro'.
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Alfred sat in Arthur's room with the most determined face he could muster, which looked like a mixture of a pout and an intense glare. Arthur's meeting would be ending soon. He fumbled with the gift in his hands. He was never the patient one but he had to try! 'I'll make you proud mom!'
He heard the door click and of course his 15 minutes of manliness went completely out the window, so he hid behind the bed.
"Well that went well." Arthur sighed as he walked in. The meeting was very uneventful until the engagement between Francis and Lilly Zwingli was announced by Vash Zwingli, her adoptive brother. Arthur couldn't help but feel sad for Matthew. It was quite obvious that there was 'more than friends' relationship between Matthew and Francis, but it wasn't as if Francis had a choice. It wasn't the people nor the Joker that chose the royals, it was the land itself. The Joker just announced who was chosen. Engagements didn't necessarily mean that royals couldn't have a lover but still to some it wasn't the same.
"I soon too will have a bride chosen for me." Arthur said to Yao as he appeared behind him.
"Ah yes, they must be very young still if they haven't been chosen yet. Once the person chosen by the land of Spades becomes of age you will be wed. That poor girl must have just turned 16. And I only say 'poor' because it was pretty obvious for whom her affections lay, aru." Yao informed. The girl obviously loved her adoptive brother more than just a sibling.
Alfred sat still in his poorly chosen hiding spot. So this is how the royals were chosen. Realization dawned on Alfred. Even if he did like Arthur in 'that way' it wouldn't matter anyways. Something within him broke.
"Well I'll see you in the morning, good night Prince Arthur." Yao closed the door behind him.
"Yes, good night Yao." Arthur walked over to his bed and noticed a familiar piece of hair sticking up from behind his bed.
"Alfred?" He 'almost' shrieked.
Alfred jumped from his hiding spot dropping Arthur's gift on top of the bed. "I, UH UH, I'M HERE TO PRESENT YOUR GIFT! I MEAN GIVE YOU YOUR PRESENT!" Alfred blushed mad from embarrassment. He wanted to bolt out the door and run into the forest and die. Just die.
Arthur was taken aback, "A present? Oh yes. It is Christmas. Hahaha, well I also have a g-gift for you."
"You do! Yes! Gimme Gimme Gimme!" Alfred having a one track mind, forgot all about his embarrassment and broken heart for a moment. The box was big enough to fit in one's hand. It was wrapped in green paper and blue ribbon. A giant white bow topped it.
Arthur handed Alfred his gift and within a couple of seconds Arthur's room was covered in wrapping paper. The bow was now currently in Alfred's hair, which Arthur decided not to mention since it made Alfred look beyond adorable.
"Wow. . ." Alfred pulled out a silver pocket watch with the royal spade symbol carved into one side and Alfred's name, engraved in the best writing possible, on the other. Alfred clicked it open and saw that the hands of the watch had small spades as points. The numbers were colored in with a navy blue and were in the ancient Hart Romani* form.
"I don't know what to say. It's so awesome. Thanks Arthur." Alfred's brilliant smile was once again on his face.
Arthur opened his present next, he noticed the wrapping and bow tying. 'You just keep getting more endearing every second.' Arthur thought to himself. The box was medium sized but very light. He opened it up and saw, nestled within the paper a small top hat. A bright bold blue ribbon rimmed the hat with a bright blue spade on the front of the hat.
"So I guess you do listen at times." Arthur laughed lightly. He told Alfred he liked the hat and he actually listened.
"Hey! I'm not some ignorant little kid!" Alfred pouted.
"That is true you aren't." Arthur's gaze slowly rose from the hat to Alfred's face.
Of course Alfred didn't notice the change in the atmosphere, "Well duh, I'm 16. I'm a teenager. . .uh hey is there something on my face?" Alfred asked innocently.
Arthur was about to reply 'no' but, "Yes, there is. Let me get it for you." He grasped Alfred's face and brought their faces together. "It's on your mouth." And their lips connected.
Alfred was shocked. A million thoughts went through his head. He couldn't move and his heart was beating a mile a minute. But it felt good.
Arthur noticed the lack of movement from Alfred. He released Alfred's mouth.
"I'm sorry Alfred I-"
"It's ok." Alfred interrupted him.
Arthur stared at Alfred who was now blushing and touching his lips tentatively, "I- I liked it."
Arthur felt his heart clench. Alfred didn't reject him! He smiled and asked, "Want to try that again Alfred?"
Alfred's face grew redder, "Um. . .sure." Smooth Jones, real smooth. 'You are a total romantic' Alfred berated himself.
Arthur brought their faces closer once more and began to kiss Alfred with more vigor.
Alfred was loving it. He wanted Arthur closer so he wrapped his hands around Arthur. 'You know what, screw whatever dumb girl is chosen for Arthur, Arthur was his now.' Arthur pushed Alfred down on the bed to intensify their kissing.
Alfred then felt Arthur's tongue trying to invade his mouth. So, Alfred opened his mouth. Arthur's tongue attacked the inside of Alfred's mouth. Licking the walls and teeth, claiming it all for himself. He then began to toy with Alfred's tongue earning a moan from the former.
'Did I make that noise?' Alfred thought to himself. He was now flushed and gasping for breath.
"That was an adorable sound you make there." Arthur teased. Alfred looked away but Arthur cupped Alfred's cheek in his hand, "I want to hear you make more." His normally bright green eyes were now a dark emerald.
"W-what?" Alfred asked cluelessly. What could he mean?
"Alfred I need to tell you something important," He paused, "I have been having strange feelings concerning you. And I had been mulling over them for some time now. And today, no yesterday I realized that I care for you more than just as a friend or adoptive brother."
He let it sink in for a bit before continuing, "Alfred I . . . I think I love you." He finished with a whisper.
Trooooooooooooooooollling XD I swear next chapter will be smut. . .wait that's pretty much a giant spoiler DX ah well. Dream smut FTW! Thank you for the reviews they helped me with the decision, although I think I'm rushing things . Ah well they don't call them ranging teenage hormones for nothing! Please guys criticize me (but not too harshly) I need to know my limits XD. Oh and you guys should listen to some Florence and the machine music with this XD Although the song had almost nothing to do with this chapter XD
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