Matthew smiled as he gazed up at the house.
The house was a silvery gray color with a light purple trim.
It was beautiful though tall as well.
"Want to go in, Birdie?" Gilbert asked him.
Mattie couldn't believe that after all of this time that he and Gilbert had a house of their own.
It was hard to believe that the Prussian was integrating in to society after having been a nudist for so long.
This was the perfect time for them to get a house together since it was right after their small, close knit marriage ceremony, and before they adopted a child.
Gilbird's personal place of residence still happened to be Matthew which sometimes ticked off Gilbert as he started to feel that the bird preferred Matthew over him.
However, they were both happy, and eager to begin their new life together.
Matthew had met Elizabeta for the first time at their wedding as well as met the woman's husband, Roderich.
Gilbert tolerated Roderich, though it was easy to see how Elizabeta and Gilbert had been best friends for so long before they had went out.
Matthew couldn't wait to live this life with his wonderful, Prussian husband.
Lovino could be rather stubborn, and not once did he walk around naked since he moved in.
Instead he wore all of his clothes, and stayed away from any area that could have other nudists in it.
Right now, he sat outside in the garden relishing the privacy as well as the warmth of the garden.
Mostly though he enjoyed the tomatoes that he was eating that Antonio had recently harvested.
The South Italian watched his fiance pick tomatoes; a few days later they would get married which pleased the two greatly, and Lovino still grumbled about Matthew and Gilbert getting married first.
At this moment though, he would enjoy his fiance's warm and loving kiss as they spent their days with the tomatoes and each other.
Arthur had relunctantly moved in to his boyfriend's house as he tried to convince him to move outside of the colony.
Francis though was more concerned with marrying Arthur despite the Brit protesting that it was too soon; they had been together for almost a full year now, and Francis could never think of loving anyone other than Arthur.
Arthur though measured it in time. 'Prove to me that you can be faithful to me for a long time, and then we just might get married.'
Francis would never stray, so he'd wait for the day that his boyfriend agreed; then they'd get a house together, and possibly honeymoon in France or England.
The Frenchman of the two thought that it would be much better to honeymoon in the more romantic country, but Arthur no doubt would want to honeymoon in England.
Life though was blissful despite Arthur constantly rejecting the idea of marrying his Frenchman.
They both knew that it would happen sooner or later, so Francis didn't mind; they'd be married one day.