Hi everyone, long time no see! I have been going through a rough patch lately and I'm sorry you guys have been made to suffer from it. This story is of course not going to end very soon because of it since I have like a million ideas for it so don't you worry.

I hope you liked the last chapter I posed, even though it was about Francis and not about your two favorite guys? I didn't get that many positive or negative reviews on it, so I'm not quite sure what you thought of it to be honest, but I will take your silence as a proof that you liked it but had a lot to do and no time for stopping ;) this I can relate to.

I do hope that some of you will find this chapter good though and that you're still with me? ;_; I thank all of you for sticking in the dirt with me so far and really hope that will not change any time soon ;D

Warning: This story is about two teens who will eventually confess their love for each other and maybe even live happily ever after. The road there is long and not STRAIGHT at all, but we hope, for the sake of them, that they will still be true to themselves as they reach the end of their journey... (WHY SO SERIOUS? O_o I'M DONE BEING SERIOUS NOW!)

Disclaimer: The story of Hetalia does NOT belong to me, it belongs to the people! HA! So TAKE IT! It's YOURS GUYS! :D

"Hello my name is Harry Potter..." Al managed to say into the phone without starting to giggle frantically and Arthur was almost folded in two on the couch next to him, laughing so hard his ears where going red. "I was wondering whether you have made reservations for a Diane Jones, dinner at nine? No no I'm not joking... yes, my name is Harry Potter, I'm supposed to go on a date with her this evening... yes, I am aware that my name is similar to the one in some kind of children's book? What has that got to do with anything?" he continued and looked away from the laughing bundle om the sofa not to start laughing himself. "Just tell her that I want to cancel dinner..."

Arthur swallowed a bubbling laughter again and left the room to go and warm some soup for the two of them. Al had been feeling a lot better after his dad had left, somehow gotten the energy blown back into his body, making the color return to his cheeks. He had been home from school for a couple of days though and Arthur had decided that it was best for the both of them if they just took it easy with food, but he was determined to get his cousin to eat at least something. Al didn't seem to mind eating soup everyday either (soup being a good food to cook that would stay eatable for some time) and since Arthur didn't feel like cooking when he came home form school that would have to do. Diane had been gone for days now, she had blamed the fact that she became sick so easily and that she would stay at a friend's house until her son became better. Yeah right.

He could hear the blond one laugh from the living room as he was popping the bowl into the microwave. The laugh was totally cute and Arthur couldn't help smiling. They had been joking around for hours now, ever since Arthur came back from school, not even watching the movie they had put on. Everything felt so nice right now that he could have almost forgotten about the dick who might be on his way over the ocean as they spoke.

But sadly enough, the thought of Francis coming there had not left his mind for more than a couple of minutes at the time. Ever since his conversation with Daniel the only thing he could think about was that maybe he should have changer more things about the letter before sending it, maybe he shouldn't have sent it at all because of course it would make it seem like he was just asking for trouble.

"I'm hungry!" his cousin called from the other room and Arthur shook his head. "Bring me food woman!"

"Hey!" he shouted back before dividing the food into two bowls. "I might be gay and all that, but it does not make me into a bloody woman Al..." he laughed as he heard the other one doing the same and then walked back into the living room with a tray; two glasses of milk, two bowls of potato soup and some fresh bread he had bought on the way home at the supermarket.

"Wow" Al grinned and helped him with it so that Arthur wouldn't fall and hurt himself. "Soup! We haven't had soup in days!"

"Don't push your luck kid" he chuckled back and relentlessly pushed a piece of bread into the younger one's mouth to shut him up. They both almost choked on what ever they had in their mouths as they broke into laughter again. They had been laughing so much they didn't even know what they where laughing about anymore. But it was fun, that was what mattered.

"I told mom I was still puking" Al grinned as he had finished the bread that might have taken his life if he had been unlucky. "She told me I should get better quickly so that I don't miss school and then said she'd be gone until I'm feeling better, wonder if she would ever come back if I never told her I have stopped feeling sick..."

"She probably would, but while you where sleeping so that she could fetch some clothes without having to talk to you" Arthur shrugged and then sent Al a soft gaze just to make sure he got the joke. He received a sarcastic sad face in return and was satisfied. They ate for a while, silent for the first time in about two hours, just watching the show on TV which soon lost all meaning to Arthur at least.

"So what took you so long after school today darling?" Al asked as the credits rolled and Arthur felt himself blush into the soup. After watching Inception the other day, Al had started calling him 'darling' just because he could and it was totally embarrassing. Not just because of the fact that it was homoerotic to do so, but because Arthur had been so damn attracted to Al before that the feelings almost returned as he heard those words. It wasn't something your friend... or well, best friend should tell you without understanding what it would do to you.

"I talked to Jody for a while, she's going away to her grandmother's house for about a week, so we where a bit sad" he half lied and made a sad face, pouting his bottom lips with killer puppy eyes. In truth, he and jody had mostly hugged before class ended since she had to run off to her dad who was waiting outside for her. After they had ended he had just seen her blond hair disappear outside and then made his way to the toilets to get his dick sucked by the ginger boy who had been waiting for him there. This, of course, he couldn't tell his cousin, since having sex with his best friend... well. That would just be a weird thing to explain to him.

"Aw" Al sighed and smiled gently back up at him. "You sure you're not going straight for that girl? She is a very sweet one after all"

"Nope" Arthur assured and grinned into his food before eating from it. "I'm as gay as a meatball, but if I would ever have to be with a girl, it would be her for sure" Al nodded in agreement and they both ate again, feeling pretty satisfied with how far their conversation had taken them. "I heard from my ex before... just FVI..."

"Your ex?"

This was a subject which they had not talked about at all before, since Arthur hadn't even been out and of course he couldn't talk about his ex if he hadn't even told Al about his preferences towards the male gender? It was obvious that his cousin tried to seem as if this was something they could speak of easily, but he couldn't possibly hide the eager curiousness in his voice as he spoke. Arthur breathed in deeply. Jody had tried to convince him to talk to Al about all this the whole week and he had to, he knew... But he didn't know if he would be able to if Al went all mad about the whole thing, like Jody had...

"Yeah..." he finally answered and put his almost empty bowl back on the table, watching the TV as if what he was talking about held no interest to him. "He texted me a couple of times after I got here, but I didn't care that much... and then he sent me a letter, because my mom was stupid enough to give him this address"

Al nodded, listening as he finished his food as well. "So he is the kind of ex that you do not want to meet again then?" He asked after swallowing the last and Arthur felt a strange sensation of relief spreading through his body. Al had said "he" as casually as if he had been talking to any straight guy about his girlfriend. How could it feel this good from just the fact that someone understood and tried to do their best to make you feel good about yourself? It was amazing and it gave Arthur some new energy in the matter.

"Yeah you could say that" he answered and smiled back at his cousin who looked worried at this. "He cheated on me and wouldn't stop so I told him I had done the same, even though I hadn't and then he hit me... well, he sent me to the hospital with two broken ribs and my face all swollen." Al was dumb struck, obviously not prepared for this and Arthur took the opportunity to continue so there wouldn't be any confusion. "He was pretty much a jerk... the jerk of jerks... but he tried to get me back by threatening me and I moved here, thought I'd get rid of him if I did so but my mother..."

"And now...?"

"He wrote me a letter, telling me that if I didn't respond he would come and find me" Arthur answered sincerely and bit his lip by the big eyes he received back from his friend and cousin. "I wrote him back but suspect he won't care about that. I've spoken to some people about it, just to hear what they have to say and Jody told me to tell you so here I am... sorry for not telling you earlier..."

"W-when did you get the letter?"

"Ehm..." Arthur blushed and looked away. It had been way to long since he had gotten that damn letter. If he had answered earlier, maybe he could have hindered Francis from going, maybe the guy hadn't even received it in time before leaving England. But what did Arthur know? The guy was as terrified of flying as any man Arthur had ever met, for all he knew the threats could just have been empty ones. With Francis you couldn't really risk anything though.

Al still seemed to be slightly confused but Arthur didn't know what else to say than the small sound he made and the silence fell between them. After a couple of minutes Al broke it by asking to see the letter form Francis and Arthur hurried to get it from his stash of things up in their shared bedroom. When he came back down, Al took some time to read it through, his eyes narrowing the more he read and Arthur could feel chills run down his spine. He had never seen his cousin this way.

"And you think that he can be on his way here, this Francis guy?" he finally asked and Arthur could do nothing but nod since this was the truth. "If he comes here, he's gonna be so fucking sorry because I will kick his balls in and then strap him on the road naked so that everyone can see what a failure he is..." He handed the letter back and then leaned over to gently run his fingers over Arthur's cheek, the touch suddenly driving the green eyed one nuts. "I won't let him touch you, ever again, you hear me?"

"Y-yes" Arthur answered weakly and was very relieved when the fingers left his skin. They spoke some more about all things concerning Francis, about who he was and what he looked like, even that he was Arthur's stepbrother in a way and that their relationship had been hated by the people who knew about it. Arthur told him what had happened that day when he had come over to Francis' apartment to explain that he really hadn't cheated, he told him about how long it had taken him to even get the strength to call the hospital and how his mother had been fussing about how this was all a punishment from God because he was gay. This he hadn't even told Jody, since she would have been all too upset to be able to handle it in class.

"He had slapped me a couple of times, both in bed and out of rage..." Arthur admitted and poked at the cup of tea Al had run away to make only a couple of minutes ago. "I didn't think he would ever hurt me like he did, since I still trusted his love for me... but I never told my mother of course, why would I"

"But you where being beaten..? You didn't feel the need for anyone else to know about that?" his cousin asked back and looked at him with worried eyes. Arthur shook his head in reply and took a sip from his cup, more to buy time than to actually drink the tea.

"I was kind of mindfucked somehow..." he shrugged as he had swallowed, even the tea seeming as dry as sand. "He... he could have done anything to me, anything you can think of and I wouldn't have protested..."

"Like... if he told you to suck him in a public place or something?"

Arthur blushed and looked away at this, mumbling "where did you get that from?" but soon realizing his mistake.

"I saw it on some porno... and I take it since you're looking away that he actually did tell you to do so and you just went along with it?" came Al's voice and even though he wasn't looking back up at the younger one, Arthur could hear the anger in his voice. "He had you completely wrapped around his finger and you couldn't do anything at all to get out of it... what a fucking jerk"

"He was..." Arthur agreed weakly and shifted a bit where he was sitting. "And now when I look back at it, I was a bloody jerk as well, or at least an idiot since I couldn't see what he was doing to me. I mean, even though he kept cheating on me, I couldn't bring myself to hate him or break up with him since the times I had with him alone were wonderful... when he was himself and we were eating breakfast in the early mornings... I always forgave him even though he didn't even intend to apologize to me for what he had done"

"I don't blame you though..." Al sighed and looked as if though he knew exactly what Arthur was talking about even though they both knew he didn't. "I mean, he made you feel good about yourself, didn't he? Even if it was just when you where with him and not when he was somewhere else. He could have been the best guy ever towards you when he felt like it and every time it made you fall for him even more... Of course you wouldn't want to lose that, would you? When you feel happiness with someone you can fight for it with your life on the line, as long as you know you will feel it again. It's the same with friends I think... if you've had like the best time ever with a friend, fighting with that person can hurt you so much you just apologize even though the fight wasn't even caused by you in the first place..."

Arthur was silent and just listened, smiling a little at the cuteness of the other's expression. He wasn't good with advice he had said, but it seemed he had just been underestimated himself. Al was like that sometimes, thinking less of himself for some reason which Arthur couldn't possibly understand. It was charming but a bit sad to see it out in the open like this. He really should be as confident on the inside as he seemed to everyone else, but he wasn't.

"Thought you weren't good with advice and stuff like that..?" he asked to break the silence and the blush immediately rose on those cute cheeks. "At least that was what you told me, remember?" he continued and grinned at the blue eyes who tried to avoid him.

"Well..." his cousin said hesitantly and bit cutely on his lip, looking a bit bothered by this. "Depends on if I know anything about the subject you know... like, I know a lot about people like Francis because I'm kind of... like him myself.. or something"

Arthur was quick to shake his head and send Al a dazzling smile. "Don't be like that... you're nothing like that guy, I can assure you" he said and drank some of the tea he still had left, which had cooled down to a better drinking temperature by now. "You might be a bit of a player, that I can admit, and I guess you feel that Lauren is thinking what you just told me about you, but you don't hit her or abuse her verbally right? You don't have sex with anyone else now that you are in a committed relationship with her, and even if you where you wouldn't brag to HER about it, telling you how good it was to fuck someone else for a change?"

"He did that to you?"

"Yeah" Arthur answered, matter-of-factly, looking back into blue oceans with a feeling of understanding of this man running through his veins. "Look, Al, you might be feeling real shitty about all this with Lauren and I completely understand you because it is never easy to have to decide whether you should break up with someone or not... but ask yourself this; are you happy with her? If yes, then good. If not then what should you do?"

Al nodded, something sad glimmering at the corner of his eye and Arthur felt his heart throb in his chest. Why was it so hard to give constructive advice to a guy who looked like a puppy when he was about to start crying? He leaned over and nudged the guy with his head on his shoulder. He didn't know what else to do for him... They hadn't even mentioned Lauren in all this time, because he had been suspecting that could have been one of the reasons why Michael had found his son on the bathroom floor that day... He didn't want those puppy eyes to cause his heart to melt even more than it already had for this guy.

"Please don't be sad anymore Al..." he hushed and smiled up at the blond one who was holding back tears as it was. "I know you're upset but it will all be better soon, I promise... and you can always be glad that you are nothing like Francis, so what ever you do, you won't hurt the girl so much she has to go to a hospital at least..."

"Very true" came the answer even though it still sounded sad and Arthur smiled as he received a warm hug around his shoulders from the younger one.

"You're gonna be fine, along with everyone else, I promise"

...

Arthur smiled as he stepped into the bathroom a couple of hours later. The two of them had spoken some more about Lauren but not too much. Al had admitted that all this hesitation had made him wonder whether he really was happy with the girl and Arthur had listened with a smile. He knew the feeling and even though he didn't want to affect his cousin in making his decision, he gave him some points and thoughts about it. He knew that when the time came, Al would have to decide for himself of course. Everyone would have to do that eventually, no matter how hard it would be.

He had left Al downstairs now, talking to someone on the phone about what had sounded like practice or some upcoming game. Arthur needed to take a shower anyway and this seemed like the best opportunity to do so.

He quickly stripped of his clothes and stripped in under the water, sighing in pleasure as the warmth started to wake his slightly tensed limbs for the first time today. Having sex in a bathroom at a school wasn't the optimal place to have intercourse, at least not after his tastes and it had become pretty uncomfortable to be honest. Sure, it was good but to always have to do it in out most secret wasn't the biggest turn on. He had always dreamt of the day when he would be able to be openly gay after all, live with a guy in some apartment somewhere and have loud sex all night so that all the neighbors would complain.

He laughed slightly and closed his eyes, imagining the bed and the messed up sheets, the tea cups and the half eaten breakfast, the note on the doormat saying that maybe they could keep it down a bit since it was monday and everyone else was trying to sleep. The thought was weird but somehow arousing to him.

"Fuck..." he whispered and looked down. It wasn't his plan to have to take an eternity in the shower, since Al was waiting downstairs but... jerking off wasn't something that would take too much time and he seemed to be needing it.

The only problem was that even though he had tried to forget the fantasies he had had about his cousin they seemed to have grown in his subconscious during the days he had been frequently fucked by the ginger boy. He had come home after that first time, only to find his entire bed smelling like Al and somehow also sex? That night he had dreamt of nothing but blue eyes looking into his own, blond locks tickling his forehead... first he had thought it was because of Francis, but when he had woken up and still felt the smell of his cousin enveloping him, he had thought differently. Having sex with John had been great, really, but every time he looked into those green-brown eyes he half expected them to be blue... every time he was touched by those hands and heard that voice whisper something into his ear, he was confused by the fact that it was not the voice of Al that he heard. He had almost whispered the wrong name as well, which would have been catastrophic to their sex-based relationship.

Now, this could be because him and Al had been growing real close ever since Arthur had gotten to the US, but if that was only because of that and the fact that he found Al very attractive, he would be surprised. He knew what he liked, what turned him on and fuck if Al wasn't just that kind of guy that could make his knees weak by just the softest laugh or smile. That his cousin seemed to be the cause of the fact that he was tunable to stay un-horny was a bit scary though, and since he had hoped his sexual adventures with John would take those funny feelings away he was quite disappointed now that he was standing in the shower, jerking off to the thought of Al.

"I sure am pathetic..." he grinned and closed his eyes again, the cold of the wall combined with warm desire filling him with ecstasy along with weakening knees at the thought of getting fucked right there... (come to think of it, it had been very long since he had sex in the shower, but oh how good it had been.) His fingers where slightly more rough than they had been recently, because John was never like that and since Arthur tried to jerk off as little as possible, the few times he did so he wanted it to be different from what the ginger one did to him. Of course images of his cousin where the ones who always made him cum quickest however embarrassing...

"God I wish you wanted me..." he grunted and almost started laughing at himself even though he was terribly hard and in need to cum very badly. "Cause then.. I could invite you to take a shower with me and we could have all sorts of fun... haha"

After coming a considerable amount on the wall and then wiping it of with his hand, Arthur left the bathroom in a hurry, hoping that it wasn't a suspicious thing of him to take such a long shower. When he rejoined Al in the living room however, he found the man in front of some porno (which he was laughing at). He didn't seem to have noticed Arthur had been gone for almost half an hour.

"Tell me again..."Arthur sighed with a smiled after sitting down on the sofa again. "Why are you watching shit like this every time I turn my back, darling? Don't you know I get jealous?"

Al gave a soft laugh and met Arthur's eyes for a second, maybe to make sure that he wasn't being serious but how could he have been serious? Arthur would never call anyone 'Darling' seriously. It just sounded cheesy to him. Really cheesy since the ones he wanted to have as partners where in fact male and well... calling a man 'darling' just... well... ng... what ever. Al then turned back to the TV where one of the girls, because there were two of them, was taking it in the ass.

"I find it fascinating to look at porn like this" he grinned and then shrugged. "Because it's so obvious that the girls aren't enjoying this and I can't believe how some people think this is what sex is really like..."

"True" Arthur agreed but looked away as the woman moaned. He didn't have much against heterosexual relationship or even reading novels about a woman and a man, but he didn't much fancy watching a porno like this. Al seemed to notice, which he was thankful for and quickly switched to something else. Pointless TV-watching was pretty comfortable when sitting next to Al after all, so even though they had to spend a long time zapping through the channels they where enjoying themselves.

The thoughts from earlier did follow Arthur through the entire evening still, which made him text John to see if maybe a bit of more casual sex could remove these images form him. That was the original plan after all.

Al, on the other hand, had no idea what was going on in the mind of his cousin. He HAD noticed the slightly older one had taken a long time in the shower that evening but everyone jerks off in the shower and he didn't really mind the thought either. Al found Arthur just as attractive now as he had done the first time he had seen him in their kitchen. Almost more attractive now to be honest. Thinking about attractive people masturbating wasn't a bad thing after all. The two of them had been through a lot together though, and somehow, Al was almost convinced they would some day at least end up making out. Or he kind of hoped they would. Which was not at all the same thing as being convinced.

Since Al was bisexual but currently in a relationship with a girl (and since his thoughts of men being gay with each other had become more frequent lately) he had kind of been hoping that he soon could find himself in bed with a man instead of another girl. The thought of breaking up with Lauren was still very hard to think about and he didn't want to cheat, but if he just ignored the fact that she even excited for a while, thinking about men was the high point of his day. He only knew two people who were gay and one of them he didn't want to think about at all, the other, Arthur, was sitting right there, gorgeous and probably over horny... of course he would be wishing for the two of them making out at least? Even though they where cousins...

Cousins. Arthur seemed more like his best friend for life than someone who shared the same blood as him. To be honest, he had thought about Arthur as a love interest more times than thinking about him as his cousin. Not that he had thought about it seriously. He had just kind of fantasized about the guy more times than picturing him as his cousin... which to him even seemed a bit weird, but it was not like he could really help it.

"Al you're spilling your water" Arthur grinned from down on the mattress and Al snapped out of it, sighing with annoyance as he looked down to see a large, wet stain on his covers. The other one was already up and out the door to fetch something to dry it up with and Al hurried to set the glass down on the small table next to his bed. He would have to stop being so dense all the time. Soon, someone would be noticing that he might be thinking about things... things that weren't exactly permitted by law.

"You are the biggest cluts Al" the older one grinned as he re-entered the room, carrying a cloth and some paper for the stain. Al just grinned, blushing slightly, before reaching for the soon-to-be wet cloth. Arthur was soon down on his soft sleeping place again and wrapped in his blanket with a expression of bliss on his face. He looked so damn content with his life, right then and there.

"Stop making cute faces" he grinned and Arthur chuckled underneath the blanked before hiding his entire face. "Where are you going now?"

"I'm hiding, so that you won't see when I make cute faces" the other one answered, his voice muffled but it was obvious that he was smiling while speaking. "That way, it will make everyone happy, right?"

Al grinned and jus shook his head before lying back down against his own pillows, his head pounding with tiredness and his cock with the need for friction. He wondered softly if he would be able to jerk off before going to bed. He wouldn't do it unless he was sure Arthur was asleep, but he was so tired himself that he would probably just fall asleep before he could get to it. Maybe he should just get up and take a shower... but he didn't at all have the energy left to do that. And his hair would be totally messed up if he fell asleep while it was still wet.

"You know..." the other one said, silently from down on the floor and Al looked up into the sealing, trying to read the pitch of the one on the floor, but reading emotion into it was hard. "...now that you know about me, about what I like you know... I feel that I could tell you almost everything about me and you wouldn't get disgusted or judge me... so thank you"

"I've told you" Al chuckled and closed his eyes, feeling warm all the way into the deepest parts of his body. "You don't have to thank me for anything"

"I'm serious though" his friend insisted and shifted down on the floor, making Al open his eyes and lean against his elbows to be able to catch those green eyes in the dimmed light from the one lamp they had lit. "There are so many things that I would want to talk to you about and I know I can trust you with them... maybe you don't see yourself as a listener, but I know you would listen and understand if I had something important to tell you, wouldn't you"

"Of course I would..." Al nodded and felt his heart sink slightly in his chest, the warm fuzzy feeling from the moment just now was gone. "Arthur, are you alright?"

There was a short silence, in which the other one hesitated and then grinned, eyes shining bright again even though you could feel there was something beneath the happiness that he did not want to tell. "I'm fine" he then answered and even though Al wanted to ask, say that of course he could see Arthur wasn't "fine" he didn't. Not now. Instead he returned the smile and nodded before sinking back against the bed. "I am curious though..."

"Curious about what, dear Arthur" he grinned, knowing that if he kept the conversation running, maybe the other one would eventually decide that he was ready to open up a bit more.

"About you" came the answer and even though he didn't necessarily know what this was all about or if he would soon be facing something embarrassing, Al blushed. He murmured something, like a "mhm", as if wanting to make Arthur continue but if that was really what he had wanted, he didn't know himself. He closed his eyes again and tried to pretend this was all in his imagination and then, maybe, it wouldn't be such an embarrassment after all. "About what you told me before... that you're bisexual?"

"I am an open book, Artie, just ask and I'll tell"

Arthur sat up on the mattress again, eying him on the bed and Al felt his cheeks burn even though he wasn't sure the other one was looking at him. He kept his eyes closed and breathed out slowly. He had known these things would come out, that the questions would be asked and even though he didn't know if he was ready to talk about it it was better that it was Arthur asking about it than someone else. Lauren for example. He would be honest, very honest, and if Arthur laughed at him he'd have to deal with it. Not that he thought he would laugh but you never know...

"Okay then..." the other one eventually said, after some time of silence when he must have been looking at Al with that serious expression on his face he always had when they where going to talk about grave matters. "I was wondering, since I know you've kind of... had sex with a lot of girls. Do you ever like fantasize about guys? I know you're with Lauren and all, but when you jerk.. jerk off you know?"

The question was hesitant and spoken quietly, almost as if the other one didn't really want to ask or maybe didn't want anyone else to hear them? Al couldn't help chuckling. The question was not the one he had been expecting.

"Yes..." he answered after a short while of thinking. "I mean, everyone thinks of the things that turn them on while doing stuff like that, right? I don't when I'm with her, but if I'm alone, of course I can think of some hot dude. At least sometimes"

"Like, what kind of guys then?"

"I donno..." he sighed, truthfully, and turned so that he was lying on his side, facing the one on the mattress with a wrinkle between his brows. "I'm kind of... just thinking about good looking guys in general I guess, guys my own age mostly..."

Arthur nodded, deep in thought and looked down at his toes, which where sticking out from underneath the blanket. "I just... once, my ex, Francis you know, told me that he used to think about other guys when he was with me sometimes..." At this, Al had to blink and rewind in his mind to be sure that what he had just heard was in fact what had been said.

"Why would he do that?" he then had to ask and slithered down onto the mattress slowly, not really sure if he was allowed to, but if Arthur needed hug or something it was better that he was close, so that he would notice. "That's just fucking stupid Arthur, you don't deserve crap like that"

Arthur looked up, biting his lip while nodding a little. "Thanks..." he then said and smiled slightly. "I don't know why he did it though, he said everyone does it, and it wasn't as if I'd been with that many people before him if you know what I mean? We were together for a long time and I figured maybe he just wanted some change or something... And he he did turn out to be a dick in the end so I guess you're right anyway"

Al shook his head and felt some kind of raw anger bubbling inside him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Arthur was a wonderful person, a gorgeous person at that. He knew what he was talking about and could always come with good suggestions and pep-talk... so why had this idiot even said something like that to him? If he did think about other people, couldn't he just have kept his mouth shut about it? Or did he enjoy seeing the happiness leave Arthur's eyes like the air leaving a balloon which has not been tied properly? Who would ever get anything good out of doing something like that? Apparently, these thoughts were still glued to the other's thoughts and he wouldn't get rid of them for the rest of his life... at least if you tried to interpret that broken down smile on his face.

"Look..." Al finally said and moved closer to his cousin and friend, hand reaching to rest on the other one's shoulder as he spoke. "He had no right to tell you something like that... he should have kept it to himself so that it wouldn't hurt you, no, he shouldn't even have been thinking about someone else to begin with" And now I feel like a fool for thinking about someone else when king of being with Lauren... he added in his mind. "You shouldn't have to think more about it Arthur, cause he didn't deserve someone as sweet, kind and just wonderful in every way, as you are. You hear me? And you deserve much better than a jerk like him... You should get someone new, someone you could trust that would trust you back just as much, someone who knows you and can laugh with you, someone who will think only about you while being with you..."

Arthur was crying softly next to him, but he nodded a little. The sight was heartbreaking but Al didn't know what else to do than just sit there and hug around the smaller one's shoulders. He was indeed smaller in every way, except age, at the moment and somehow, it made him feel responsible for making Arthur happy again. How he could do that though, he didn't know either and when those tears had finally stopped falling, they were still just sitting like that, Al with one arm around Arthur's shoulders and Arthur with his head resting against Al's chest slightly.

"What would you do..." the smaller one said, after he had been calm for more than ten minutes, just poking softly with his slimmed fingertips at the tanned skin of Al's hand. "...if he actually came here...?"

"You really think he would dare?"

Arthur nodded, almost unnoticeably at this and Al felt his heart dropping to the pit of his stomach. "He might"

"Then I would show him that he is not welcome anywhere near you, like I told you before" he finally answered after taking a deep breath and relaxed his body again. "He is not going to hurt you anymore and if he tries to contact you again or if you see him somewhere, you just let me know and I will bring the entire team and we will kick his ass so hard he won't ever wanna be gay again"

Arthur almost giggled under breath and he felt slightly pleased for making the other one smile again. "That sounds very mean, but justified" Arthur then agreed and leaned a bit closer to the warmth of Al's chest, which made him shiver for some reason. He wasn't allowed to think the thoughts that were now passing before his eyes and through his mind, so he tried to concentrate on the thought of beating that perv up, instead of Arthur naked underneath him. He really should try to stop wanting sex this badly.

"We should probably sleep..." he eventually said, when his dick had calmed itself again and he felt confident enough to be able to stand. He didn't get an answer though and he couldn't stop himself form chuckling as he realized the other one had already fallen asleep agains him. "I guess we could stay like this for a little while longer..."

Aww.. isn't that adorkable? ;D

But what will happen now that all Al can think about is how much he would want Arthur to be happy again? And will he finally tell Lauren that maybe she is not the right person for him? What will both of them do when the blond haired man in Arthur's nightmares suddenly shows up in town and what will Matt do when he finally gets to meet the cousin he has heard so much about?

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EPISODE OF... My reason to smile. ._. yeah... it's a TV-show in my head right now, sorry 'bout that XD

There are so many questions and so little time ;)

What do YOU think will happen in the future for these two boys? What would you want to see and is there something you've been wondering about but not dared to ask? ;D

Review with your thoughts about this story and the chapter and I'll make sure to get back to all of you :D oh I just love you guys!

See you next time!

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