The two sleeping lovers were woken up by a loud bangning on the bedroom door.
"Matthew! Where are my video games?"
It was Alfred. Matthew sighed and got up from the comfort of sleep. Grabbing the games, he opened the door slightly and handed the games to his loud brother.
"Why don't you open the door wider? It would be so much easier to hand it too me that way..." Alfred trailed off as he tried to push the door open some more.
Matthew, being tired, didn't have enough strength to resist his twin. The door swung open to reveal Gilbert lying on the floor, dozing off. Alfred stiffened when he saw that Matthew's bed wasn't touched and realized that they slept together.
"Geez, Al! Privacy!" Matthew yelled and tried to slam the door in his brother's face. He failed, though, and Alfred stepped in.
"What is he doing here? A-and were you sleeping with him?"
Matthew blushed. "We didn't do anything, we were just s-snuggling..."
Alfred sneered, trying to push past the younger twin. He was going to teach the German a lesson.
"No, Al, leave him alone!" Matthew pulled at his brother's arm.
By now Gilbert was completely awoken by the yelling. "Oi, what are you doing to Birdie."
"Birdie? You have a nickname?" Alfred turned back to his brother. He was fuming.
Matthew broke down and began to cry. "I hate you, Al! You think you're protecting me, but you're not. Why can't you just leave me alone?" The young blonde wanted to run away, but he didn't dare in fear of what would happen if he left Gilbert with his brother.
Alfred was speechless. He didn't know how to respond, but he knew that his twin was right. All he wanted to do was keep his brother safe, but what he ended up doing was keeping him from making friends. Looking to the ground he tried to find his voice.
"M-mattie, I... I'm sorry." Without another word he walked out the door and hid himself in his room.
Now, Matthew felt horrible. He knew his brother meant good, and now he just said that he hated him. Looking back at Gilbert, who was now wide eyed and confused, Matthew sighed.
"Come on, Gil. I'll make us some breakfast."
The albino snapped out of his shock and grabbed his crutches. Once they were down stairs, Matthew pulled some pancake mix from the cupboard and began to make their meal. About ten minutes later they were both sitting at the table with a stack of pancakes in between them. The blonde took three and placed them on his plate. Gilbert wasn't sure about this new food so he only took one. After pouring syrup on them they both began to eat.
Right when Gilbert put the first bite into his mouth, he froze in place. Matthew was alarmed by the sudden stop of movement from his boyfriend.
"Umm, Gil, are you ok?"
Gilbert blinked a couple of times and slowly pulled himself back to reality. "Birdie."
"Y-yes?"
"This is the greatest thing I have ever tasted."
Matthew stared at him as though he were crazy. Just then Gilbert pulled Matthew across the table and pecked him on the lips.
"Promise to make these when ever I come over, even when it's not breakfast!"
"Uh... okay..." Matthew blinked in confusion.
The German laughed at his Birdie's dumbfounded expression and pulled him back to place another light kiss.
"Ahem."
The two jerked away from each other and looked in the direction of the sound. They found Arthur, holding his cup of tea, staring at them with one eyebrow raised. Both of the teens blushed and Matthew's father smiled at them.
"Matthew, love, may I have some of your pancakes?"
Matthew nodded quickly and Arthur took a couple of the pancakes, settling in a chair next to Gilbert. Soon, they were joined by Francis, who had to drag Alfred from his room, so they could all eat together. Francis sat next to Matthew and Al took the seat at the end farthest away from his brother and Gilbert. The dining room was soon filled with chatter, mostly from Matthew's parents, and soon after that everyone had their fill of Matthew's pancakes.
Matthew and Gilbert decided that they wanted to spend the day out walking around town so they said bye and headed out.
Once outside Gilbert asked, "So I'm guessing to British dude is the one with the bad cooking."
Matthew giggled. "Yeah."
Gilbert smiled. 'His laugh is cute,' He thought.
They walked around and talked about Christmas, even though it was two months away, and what their favorite movies were. They were having so much fun that they didn't notice it getting later and later. Matthew's cellphone went off, startling him. Looking at the caller ID, it said "Papa."
"Hello, Papa."
"Mathieu, it is getting late."
"Oh, sorry, I'll be home soon." Matthew hung up and turned to Gilbert. "Come on, Gil, I need to get home. I'll take you home."
"Hmm? Oh, okay."
After the German was home, Matthew went home as well. When he walked through the door, he was pulled into a hug. Startled, the blonde tried to get away.
"Wha-!" Matthew stumbled.
"I'm so sorry, Mattie. Please forgive me."
"A-Al?"
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I listened to Japan's song "Excuse me, I am sorry" the entire time while writing this XD. Don't forget to review~!