When morning caming, a knock at the door, roused the two teens on the bed.
"Mathieu, Gilbert," Francis opened the door slightly. "Time to get up."
Matthew sat up from his place next to Gil and was sad to leave the comfort of his arms. Gilbert sat up as well and suddenly remembered what day it was. He was going to have surgery in a few hours. His heart began to race and he began to feel a little sick. Noticing this, Matthew pulled him into a hug.
"It's okay, Gil."
Gilbert returned the hug. "I know, but I can't help it."
They pulled apart and got up. Once they were dressed, they went down stairs. Matthew made some pancakes, but Gilbert didn't have any, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold them down. The blonde smiled and didn't have any either, to comfort his lover. The couple of hours passed quickly and when the time came, they left for the hospital.
Being in the waiting room for half an hour didn't help to calm Gilbert's nerves, but finally, a nurse pushing a wheelchair came out and called his name. He walked over to her and sat in the chair when he was asked to. Matthew took his crutches and gave him an encouraging smile as he was taken away.
Once they were out of the room, she spoke. "He's looks like a nice friend."
Gilbert smiled and corrected her. "Boyfriend."
The nurse said nothing and took him to the operating room.
Back in the waiting room, Matthew sat hugging the crutches, praying that Gilbert would be okay.
"Mathieu, I know you didn't eat anything to make Gilbert feel better, but you should eat something." Francis said.
"You're father is right, Matthew." Arthur agreed.
Matthew sighed, knowing that his parents were right, but he didn't feel hungry. He was too busy being concerned for Gilbert. They continued to ask him to eat something and finally, he gave in and got a small meal from the cafeteria. It wasn't really that appealing, but he ate it anyway. After a while he was getting a strange knot in his stomach. He was nervous about how the procedure was going. Two hours passed and the doctor, who talked to them on Friday, came to meet.
"Hello, again," he said with a smile.
"Hello," said Arthur standing up.
The doctor continued. "Gilbert's operation was successful and went through without any problems. You can see him now, but he's probably not awake yet."
Matthew could literally feel himself flood with relief as he let out the breath he was holding. They followed the doctor to the room that Gilbert was in and left them to themselves. Matthew ran straight to the bed and grabbed his hand. Not too long after Roderich, along with Ludwig, came in.
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Gilbert opened his eyes and looked around. At first, it didn't register that there were other people in the room. Slowly, he noticed that his uncle was sitting in the corner of the room along with Ludwig. Both seemed occupied with something going on outside. Next he saw Francis and Arthur on the other side of the room, talking about something. Then he saw Alfred sleeping in a chair with his hand supporting his head. He saw everyone except Matthew.
"Matthew?" Gilbert said in barely more than a whisper. He tried to sit up and everyone turned their eyes to him. Looking to his side, he saw Matthew clutching his hand and resting his head on the bed. Squeezing his hand lightly, he spoke again. "Birdie."
Matthew opened his eyes and looked up. A smile stretched across his face and he pulled Gilbert into hug.
"Hey, Birdie... uh, my legs are a little numb."
"The doctor said that they would be for a little while. The pain killers still have to wear off." Matthew hugged him tighter as if he thought Gilbert might fly away. "The operation was successful, although you'll be in a wheelchair until your legs heal..."
Gilbert smiled and hugged back. A tears escaped from his eyes. He couldn't believe that he would soon be without aids and would be able to walk on his own.
"Brother," Gilbert let go of Matthew to see Ludwig come over and give him a hug, too. When they let go, Gilbert was given a slap on the back.
"Hey, good to see you pulled through," laughed Alfred.
Gilbert gave him a weak smile. He was still extremely tired and was just coming off of the drug induced sleep.
"Ve~ Ludwig," everyone turned to the door and saw Feliciano holding flowers. "I thought I'd stop by and say hello."
"Hey, Feli," Gilbert said tiredly.
"Gilbert, hope your legs heal soon." Feliciano placed the flowers in a vase and set them next to Gilbert's bed. The little Italian went over to Ludwig and placed a kiss on his cheek, causing the boy to blush.
"Aw, thats so cute~!" Gilbert chuckled. Ludwig tried to ignore him.
"You sound tired, Gil." Matthew said with a smile. "Maybe we should leave."
"Ve~ lets go Luddy~." Feliciano pulled Ludwig out the door.
They were followed by Francis, Arthur, and Alfred, who wished him a fast recovery. Then Roderich left with a smile. Matthew began to walk out when Gilbert called out.
"Wait, Birdie. Stay with me."
Matthew walked back over to the bed and sat down. "Okay."
Gilbert smiled and closed his eyes, falling alseep quickly. Matthew placed a kiss on his forehead and stayed with him for the rest of the night.
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*Sigh* I'm almost done with the story... One or two more chapters are left TT^TT. Anyway, *sniff* don't forget to review~!