An awesome thanks to GothicKitty1313, AwkwardSquido and Sasha for reviewing ^.^ You guys seem to be my regulars :)
AwkwardSquido: We'll see him soon ;)
Sasha: I might get rid of the clean break thing... I'm sorta confused as to why I put it there... maybe it's a clean break from his mum?
So, replies over, can you guys all do me a favour? On my profile, there is a poll, asking which character I should introduce in chapter 44. It may seem a while off, but the rate that I'm writing this at, it will be only a week before I've got to 44. Can you please vote on that poll? Thanks ^.^
Every night, Matthew would dream about his night with Gilbert. He would remember how he tasted, how he moaned lightly, how his tongue felt against his skin. He would remember how the Prussian looked when he was asleep, and how his eyes fluttered open slowly. He remembered the cocky smile he had received from the albino, when the latter noticed him next to him. But most of all, Matthew would remember the exact words that had been said to him that morning.
"You're Alfred's brother, right? West's cook at our cafe? Awesome!"
The Canadian had blushed at this. No one had called him awesome before. He was lucky if people realised that he was Alfred's brother, rather than the happy-go-lucky American himself. It had been the first time the two of them had talked whilst sober.
The memories were like heaven to Matthew.