"How was your date, mon ami?" Francis asked the Prussian.
"It was surprisingly awesome." He found that he did not want to mention the kiss that he had shared with Matthew.
"What happened?" The Frenchman purred.
"We did not have sex." Gilbert grumbled at Francis's question.
"I said nothing about sex, but you thought about it then?" Francis purred yet again.
"I did not!" Gilbert grumbled.
"When can I go out with Lovi?" Antonio asked.
"Anytime that you want after he says yes." Francis answered easily almost as if that had been part of their original conversation.
Gilbert rolled his eyes at Antonio's question, and Francis's answer.
He made sure to stand up, and walk away from them in case they continued to ask about his date; it was strange for Gilbert to want to keep anything to himself like he wanted to do with his Birdie and their date, but at the same time Gil wanted to show Matt off to the world as his boyfriend yet he felt like he shouldn't yet.
Gilbert had never felt this way about another person before; he had loved Elizabeta with all of his heart in the past, but that had been familiar as well as hot from where they burned together not like lust, but more from the way that they interacted like rivals.
His love for the female nudist had been strong and intoxicating yet had ended so painfully after all Elizabeta had only made Gilbert feel emotions strongly, and Mattie was the opposite.
His Birdie made him feel emotions at a gentler pace and rhythm; the emotions strangely became him in the most gentle and light way possible, but it was just as addicting as well as deeper than anything that Gilbert had felt before.
Gil's feelings for the Canadian were like a breath of fresh air as everything about them and the person that caused them were very different than anything Gilbert had ever felt before as well as the fact that they were for someone so different than Elizabeta as Matthew aside from being male behaved differently than the Hungarian woman that had previously stolen the Prussian's heart.
Matthew was quiet and shy, but yet somehow what he did say and do spoke volumes even if the words or actions were just greetings that seemed to convey that he noticed that person and that they were important as well as worth his time.
Gilbert had found himself drawn to the younger male like a moth to a flame, but it felt so right and addicting in a way that Gilbert just couldn't say, "No," to it after such an amazing time with the other or the eye opening realisation that he may have fallen for the Canadian.
He knew that he'd call him up for another date, and kiss him back that time.
Matthew smiled contently where he sat on his bed after he had recieved a text from Gilbert asking him if they could go out on a date the next evening which was exciting and agreeable towards Matthew.
Lovino and Arthur had just been making sure that Matthew had not been treated inappropriately by Gilbert on his date.
Arthur started grumbling and cursing when his phone dinged as Francis had probably texted him.
The Brit left the room to properly say, "No," to the Frenchman that had been bugging him.
"How do you feel about Antonio?" Matthew asked Lovino once they were the only people in the room.
"He's a nice enough bastard." Lovi grumbled, and tried to play off his own feelings for the Spaniard.
"Do you like like him?" Mattie murmured shyly.
"Fuck no." Lovino shouted in vague surprise at the question; why would he fall for a Spanish nudist anyway?
Mattie smiled slightly at that as he knew how Lovi truly felt.