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So, this is the day. Friday has finally arrived. This entire week, Matthew hadn't been able to focus on either the meetings or his experiments. Since he had spent less time in his lab, he had downtime and he spent it in the kitchen. He had dug up the best recipes he had learned from his Papa and had practiced perfecting them. Today, he got lucky with there not being a meeting so he had spent the whole day cooking. He wanted it all to be perfect. Matt had made himself somewhat scares the past week which made Matthew curious. He hoped that he wasn't regretting his choice of the picnic. It was his idea after all so surely not. Matthew sighed and went back to his crepes.
Over the past week, Matt had been having the struggle of finding the perfect spot. Matthew had given him full range to use his truck, seeing as he couldn't exactly get his own over, and he had been using it to scout out the perfect spot. While doing so, he was amazed at how calm drivers here were. If traffic was slow, it was never because someone got out to fight which meant traffic tended to be rather reasonable. Matt shook his head at the differences between his and Matthew's worlds. Everything was so much calmer here. That explains why Matthew was able to survive with his calm and nice nature.
Matt was once again behind the wheel, this time a lot more stressed. He couldn't seem to find the perfect spot! He had one spot half in his mind from his world but he didn't want to take Matthew over there. He couldn't imagine his shock at how violent it really was. Sure, Matt had told him time and again but seeing it was another story.
Matt ended up so caught up in his thoughts that he found himself somewhere he hadn't been in this world before. It was clearly connected to Niagara Falls, he could hear the roar from here however faint it was. He got out of his truck and looked around. There was a hill that was lightly dotted with trees and there was a light dusting of snow on the ground. At the top of the hill, there was a large tree that had flowers growing at it's base. This was it, the perfect spot.
After quickly mapping out where this place was, Matt jumped into the truck and raced back home. At home, Matthew was putting everything into a basket along with a maple leaf blanket to sit on. He quickly went through a mental checklist to make sure everything was in place before he went off to his room to change. He had been trying to decide what to wear the whole week. He couldn't decide if he should wear something nice, something suggestive or causal. Since it was a first date, he figured something overly suggestive would be out, however much fun it would be to see Matt's face when he was in it. He could wear a suit but that would be rather boring. There was his hoodie but that didn't feel right. After much debate and clothes throwing, he settled on a nice button-up shirt with a neat pair of jeans. He laced up his shoes quickly and gave his hair and teeth a thorough brush.
Just as he was heading downstairs, Matt pulled into the driveway and jumped out. He jogged into the house to grab his art supplies and Matthew along with whatever he wanted to bring. When he walked in, he first noticed that the place smelled amazing. He had originally planned to pick up some takeout on the way but this beat that tenfold. The second thing he noticed was Matthew at the foot of the stairs, looking fanstic. As soon as Matt brain started to work again he started to wonder how someone could look so good in something so simple. He shook his head and grinned.
"Well, don't you look fantastic." He remarked. Matthew blushed and looked away. Matt chuckled before asking if he was ready. Matthew nodded and grabbed the basket while Matt rushed to his room to grab his art supplies and to change into a polo shirt. Once he came downstairs, he held the door open for Matthew and walked outside. He put everything into the back of the truck before pulling off. Matthew kept looking over at him, thinking about how he looked in that polo. It was stretched taut across his across his chest showing every muscle and Matthew had to remind himself not to start drooling. The man was ripped! He shook his head, determinedly thinking of something to say to distract himself.
"So where are we headed?" He asked, looking out his window at the passing trees.
"You'll see." Matt was trying to decide when he should do the painting for the best lighting.
Matthew pouted slightly, wanting to know. It would at least give him something else to think about other than the way Matt's muscles moved everytime he did a turn. With a sigh, Matthew stared determinedly out the window.
Matt made a few final turns before coming to a stop. Matthew looked forward and gasped. The place was simply stunning. Matthew looked over at Matt to see him already jumping out. Matt rushed over to Matthew's side and opened the door for him. If this was a date, he was going to do it right. Matthew blushed and climbed out with a thank you. Matthew grabbed the basket quickly and headed up the hill while Matt grabbed his art supplies. Matthew began laying out the blanket and pulling out the food while Matt set his supplies to the side for later use. Then he joined Matthew on the blanket.
Matthew looked at him with a smile. "This place is beautiful. How did you find it?"
Matt grinned and shrugged. "That's why I was gone so much, I was looking for the right place. I finally found this place today."
Matthew nodded and grabbed one of the plates and began serving out the food. He handed a plate to Matt and sat back to eat his. Matt thanked him and sat back, enjoying the wonderful food Matthew had made. He would have made a comment about how good it tasted but that would mean stop eating and he simply didn't want to do that. They ate in peace and relative silence. It was when they started the crepes Matthew made for dessert that Matthew started to giggle. Matt looked over at him to see what was so funny and ended up having whipped cream sprayed in his face. Matthew fell over laughing and Matt chuckled and wiped the topping off his face. With his hands covered in whipped cream, he leaned over and laid his palm on Matthew face, covering his face in topping.
Matthew started laughing even harder and Matt began to chuckle. Then, Matthew grabbed the maple syrup and squirted it on Matt's mouth. Matt started trying to lick it up as he squirted some on Matthew's mouth. Matthew, who had come up with a plan, tackled Matt and started licking the maple syrup off himself. Matt had more blood going to his face then to his brain and couldn't move. Once Matthew had gotten all the syrup off his face, he kissed him quickly and sat back, extremely proud.
Once Matt was able to move again, he sat up and began to lick the maple syrup off of Matthew's face. When he was done, he pulled him into a long kiss that left Matthew breathless. Pulling back, he looked at Matthew's face and chuckled. His entire face was aglow and his eyes were slightly glazed over. It was a very cute sight.
Matthew blinked and tried to focus. He was currently sitting on top of Matt and still had whipped cream on his face. He coughed shyly and climbed off him, grabbing some napkins to clean up. Matt grinned at him and started to clean himself up too. Once they were both clean, Matthew leaned against the tree and smiled happily. Matt looked over then grabbed a canvas and began to sketch. Matthew heard the pencil and tried to stay still.
It was almost sunset by the time Matt finished his painting. He leaned it against the tree to dry and moved closer to Matthew. They leaned against the tree with shoulders touching to watch the sunset together. Matthew leaned his head on Matt's shoulder, content. This really was a wonderful time. Matthew hoped to do it again and so did Matt. Once the sun had set, they packed up quietly and headed for home. Matt rested his hand on the center console and Matthew took it shyly. Matt smiled, thinking about how cute his Chickadee was. Matthew looked over at him, thinking about how caring he really was. Matthew found it rather sweet that he was such a distant and aggressive person until it came to his paintings.
Once home, they both put everything away. With that done, they both retired to their rooms but not before Matt pulled Matthew into another long kiss. Parting ways, Matt went to hang up his painting and Matthew went to take a shower. Both of them were lost in thought. I wonder what will happen next..