Warning: Contains Alfred.
"Oh my gott! I'm so bored." Gilbert sat in his boyfriend Matthews's house all alone, waiting for his return from the grocery store. He sighed and stared at the ceiling, "He better get home soon."
After about an hour, and going through Matthew's diary, pants drawer, kitchen cabinets, recycle bin and key drawer, Gilbert was quickly running out of ideas to keep himself occupied. He made his way into the Canadians bedroom once again and threw himself on the soft silky mattress, cuddling himself under the cover. Once situated, Gilbert's eyelids grew heavy and he suddenly fell into a deep slumber.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
Gilbert jerked and rolled off the bed with a loud thump and a -very manly- squeal. He ruffled his hair and winced at the bright light stinging his eyes. Once he stood and gave his bum a good scratch he made his way to the front door, when he slowly opened it –expecting his boyfriend- he instead got an eyeful of red white and blue. He blinked and took in the strange colorful display.
Alfred Jones stood at his brother's front door, staring blankly into the sleepy eyes of his significant other instead of his sibling. He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side.
"Uh, hey?"
"Mph?" Gilbert raised an eyebrow back at the younger kid and squinted his eyes in confusion.
"What!"
"Neh?"
"What dude, just wake up?" He said with a huge smile.
Gilbert scratched his head and looked the American up and down, 'what strange fashion'. Said American was sporting an oversized poorly printed red, white, and blue sweater which hung over his shoulders carelessly. A superman t-shirt underneath, and very, very tight red jeans. Not to mention all the chains, loops, hooks, and straps that seemed to attach to everything. Gilbert was puzzled.
"K?"
"Ugh, forget it dead cell, where's my bro-ha?"
"Huh? Uh, he's not here…"
"What are you doing here then dude?" said the American as he crossed his arms and glared at the albino accusingly.
"House sitting, you damn instigator." He said flatly.
Alfred huffed and pushed his way passed Gilbert into his brother's home. Ignoring his protests and mad hand gestures, Alfred made himself cozy on the Canadians couch and propped up his feet on the expensive barn wood coffee table.
Gilbert eyed the blue eyed intruder before picking up his legs and tossing them to the side; Alfred scowled and lifted his foot slowly placing it over the table. Gilbert placed his hands on his hips and mocked the scowl.
"Don't."
A little more…
"Keep your disgusting foot..."
Before Alfred's foot hit the table he was tackled and fell backwards over the furniture, he let out a loud gasp and immediately started wrestling with the man whom knocked him over.
Gilbert slapped, pinched, and punched Alfred repeatedly. Alfred mimicked these and kicked at the offender as well, after a few moments of useless defense attacks both men stopped and panted. Calling a truce, they stood and headed for the kitchen in search of food. After discovering that there was no food to be seen, Alfred and Gilbert sighed simultaneously in defeat and plopped themselves down onto the kitchen chairs.
"So… how's it goin'?"
"It's going very well actually." Gilbert chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head.
"ahah cool dude."
"Ja."
"Ehhh."
"Ha well then." Gilbert leaned forward, crossing his arms and resting his head upon them. "So…why are you here anyway?"
"I wanna ask Matt if I could borrow a few bucks." Alfred leaned back in his chair, extracted a lollipop from his pocket and popped it in his mouth.
After a few hours of bonding between the two men, with conversations consisting of nasty bits, intercourse, love relations, music, photos, and television shows, the boys were interrupted by a confused Canadian stumbling into his own kitchen clutching nearly thirty shopping bags.
" –girl in that band with the massive- ohh, hey bro!" Alfred greeted with a confused look.
Gilbert turned his to notice his boyfriend standing there with a raised eyebrow and arms full of bags; he quickly stood and rushed to help carry the bags to the table. Once Matthew was free of everything, he quickly greeted his boyfriend with a hug and small kiss.
After the brief reunion with Gilbert, Matthew awkwardly coughed and started putting the groceries away.
"What are you two doing here, eh?"
"Well bro, if you must know, I was just stopping by to say hey to my favorite bro eva!" Alfred wrapped his arms around Matthew's neck with a huge grin and hugged him tightly from behind.
"Pfft, yeah right ass licker. He wants money babe-"
"Hey! You're the ass licker, you fuckin' fruity basta-"
"Guys! Please stop!" Matthew blushed and looked away from both his visitors. He silently continued putting away the various fruits and vegetables.
Gilbert walked over to Alfred and shoved his hand into his face and smirked. "Watcha doin' Alfred? Looks like your feelin' up on your brother." He sent Alfred a suggestive grin.
"Huh? Oh like this?" Alfred placed his hands on Matthew's ass and rested his head on his shoulders and began to rock back and forth. "Like this dontcha Gil?" He laughed.
Matthew blushed a bright red and moved away from his brother quickly and smacking his hand with a spatula. "You guys are sick."
"You like it Birdie." Gilbert said with a wide smile.
"Or do you like this better?" Alfred quickly went over and smacked Gilbert's ass hard, Gilbert let out a loud –fake- moan and they both bust out in loud obnoxious laughter."
"Alfred!"
"What?"
"Nnnghhh!" Matthew was so flustered the words couldn't form properly in his mind.
"It's cool babe, we're just playin'." Gilbert winked at Alfred and put an arm around Matthew's neck.
Alfred chuckled and Matthew ducked underneath the Prussians arm and furrowed his eyebrows.
"Awh Mattie, don't be mad at me I'll be a good boy I swear." Gilbert pouted.
Matthew 'hmmphed' and rolled his eyes. "Why do you two insist on being so vulgar?"
Both boys looked at each other dumbly before breaking out into more fits of laughter. Matthew huffed and walked out of the kitchen.
Alfred and Gilbert remained in the kitchen for a couple more hours, talking about music and movies and occasionally shouting something distasteful at Matthew, who sat in the living room watching hockey and rolling his eyes at the kitchen conversations.
After a moment, Gilbert came into the living room leaning over the back of the sofa and wrapped his arms around the Canadians shoulders and planting a small kiss on the side of his neck. Matthew leaned into the touch and smiled softly before Alfred appeared and chuckled.
"Aww, man don't stop I didn't cum yet." He said with a loud laugh.
Gilbert snorted and hugged Matthew tighter as Alfred took a seat next to blonde on the blue sofa. Alfred leaned in close to Matthew and stroked his hair.
"Mat, what's the stuff in your hair?"
"Oh, sorry babe." Gilbert stroked the soft blonde hair and started laughing, as did Alfred. Matthew didn't understand. He blinked in confusion.
"What? What's in my hair?"
"Hahahah nothing babe, it's just a joke."
"Ha, I meant like what kind of stuff you use to make it so blonde."
"Alfred my hair is natural…"
"Oh yeah."
Alfred and Gilbert shared a small laugh attack. After wiping away a few tears they sighed and Gilbert continued to shower Matthew with little kisses all over his neck and cheeks.
"Oh damn, we getting steamy? When we goin' into the bedroom?" Alfred smiled suggestively at Matthew and winked at Gilbert.
Gilbert laughed and responded. "Like what you see? C'mon Alfie show me what you got."
Alfred smiled deviously and lifted his shirt up to his chest; he took his finger and rubbed his nipple. fake moaning as he did so.
"Damn, where have you been all my life sexy?" Gilbert asked trying not to laugh.
"Eww! Alfred! Stop that!" Matthew flushed of embarrassment at his younger brother. Both boys laughed hard again at each other while Matthew rolled his eyes. When was he going to get some peace and quiet?
A few hours and a million bad sexual innuendos later, Alfred stood from the couch to make his leave. Matthew sighed in relief and bid his younger brother farewell. Gilbert walked Alfred to the door laughing at some horrid joke one of them made.
"Okay, ha well I'll see you two love birds around. Artie's gonna kill me for being back so late, I had an awesome time!"
"Ja! Your welcome here anytime Alfred, better get back to naggy ass, oh next time bring him over and we'll party." Gilbert winked at Alfred.
"Hells ya! Hahah Okay dude, see ya 'round! I gotta get outta here your house is freezing, why do you turn the a/c on so high look at my nipples!"
"That's why I did it!"
A roar of laughter passed by before the door finally closed and Gilbert made his way back to the sofa next to his lover.
"Love you babe."
"Love you too, dumbass."