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Alfred x Matthew
Rated: T (AU)
Imagination
sadly, Alfred's is working overtime
"I don't understand!" Alfred frowned, pouting as his young immature face looked into the mirror, "Pops said that you don't exist!" The American boy buried his face into his knees, "He says that I'm thirteen now, and that I've got to stop believing in make-believe stuff, but he still blabbers about fairies!"
"Alfred," A sympathetic smile was what Alfred received as he glanced into the mirror; not seeing his reflection but another whole person, "Arthur is..." The other boy stopped before the word could slip out of his mouth.
Right... Arthur is right
"Who cares about the old man, anyway?" Alfred grinned, wanting to change the topic because Matthew did exist and he was only trapped in the mirror and Alfred would save him somehow, like a hero would! "Guess what? I was selected for the football team today!"
Matthew sat and listened to whatever Alfred had to say because he had no other choice (of course, he would still sit and listen because he, if it was possible for an imaginary being like him, loved Alfred).
"Mattie," Alfred suddenly stopped and his tone became serious; too serious for someone his age, "Why don't you ever come out of the mirror?" He said softly, lifting his hand to the reflecting glass and seeing that Matthew copied the motion until their hands seemed to be touching.
Matthew stayed silent and Alfred knowingly ignored the truth.
Matthew doesn't exist...