Francis
I unlocked the door and held it open for Mathias. Shopping had been fun, and now we were home for a well deserved rest. I stepped inside, and stopped in my tracks. A tall, broad man stood in the kitchen in slacks and nothing more, grabbing a bottle of alcohol and taking a swig.
"I-Ivan?" I stumbled over my words.
"привет." He smiled at me. Even though he was smiling, he scared me. Hell, I'm pretty sure the smile scared me more. I turned to Mathias, petrified.
"Mon dieu, I thought I was being good. I didn't think you'd call him. You said that you wouldn't call him if I backed off. Why did you call him?"
"Francis," Mathias said, gripping my shoulders. "I did not call him."
"Then why -" I turned back to Ivan, only to trail off as Matthew shuffled out of his room in his red and white maple leaf pajama pants. He walked over to Ivan, not noticing us. Ivan wrapped an arm around his shoulders, and kissed the top of his head.
"Mon dieu…" My eyes went wide.
"Oh," Matthew blinked, noticing Mathias and me."Papa, I didn't see you. You know Ivan." He blushed, obviously not having expected anyone to be home yet.
"Mon dieu…" was all I could say. Words were not on my side.
"Matvey," Ivan said, looking down at him, "maybe I should go."
"Oh, okay." Matthew stood on tiptoe and kissed Ivan on the nose. Ivan went to Matthew's room and came back with a sweater on, along with a cream colored scarf.
"до свидания, Francis, Mathias." He nodded as he left.
I walked over and collapsed onto the couch.
"Papa?" Matthew called gently. "Don't be upset."
I waved him off.
How could I tell him that he was with the one man on the planet who scared me more than death itself? How could I explain that I would rather he be with anyone else? How could I tell him that, not only did Ivan and I not get along, but we had a history. Ivan was a very scary man when he wanted to be, and he had used that to scare me plenty of times. Even Mathias knew how scary Ivan could be, and Mathias was very tough to scare.
"Non, Matthew, I am fine."
I was far from being fine, but who was I to ruin his happiness?
***AUTHOR'S NOTE***
Translations:
"привет" is Russian for "Hello"
"Mon dieu" is French for "My god"
"до свидания" is Russian for "Goodbye"
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