Francis
I got home and smelled macaroni and cheese. I ran to the kitchen knowing I'd find Mathias there.
"Oh, Mathias, mon amour*, you did not have to make this for me." I hugged him tightly.
"I didn't make it for you, now get off of me." Mathias wriggled away.
"But Mathias…"
"Francis, I told you no. Now go sit in the living room."
"You're just saying that. You don't really mean it. We all know you love me. I mean, really, what's not to love?"
"Do I need to call Ivan?"
That froze me. Ivan was quite intimidating when he wanted to be. "Non… I will be good."
Mathias sighed. "What about that on-again-off-again fellow. Arthur, was it?"
"Non. I do not want him. He is too stuffy with his tea and such. Besides, he thinks he's better than me, and we all know that there is nothing better than the best."
"Uh-huh. Maybe you should just try talking to him?"
"Yeah, you two make a good couple." Said a young man who had also wandered into the kitchen.
"Matthew! I did not see you there!"
The boy hugged his stuffed polar bear. "Nobody ever notices me."
"That isn't true, mon beau petit garçon**. You are a wonderful young man."
"Whatever. I still think you should patch things up with Arthur."
"He's just so… We just fight a lot, that's all." I patted Matthew on the head, and went to the living room. Sighing, I sat down on the couch. I didn't want to think about Arthur. We were pretty much at war over stupid things all the time. It was tiresome and I didn't think I could deal with that in a relationship. I felt Matthew sit beside me.
"Come on, papa, Arthur isn't that bad. And what about Miss Elizabetha? Or maybe Bella? There are so many people out there for you." Matthew said as he rested his head on my shoulder.
"Merci***, Matthew. I'm fine," I smiled down at him. The boy hugged his stuffed polar bear tightly. "Now you and Kumajirou go have fun. I'll just sit here for a bit."
"Okay, papa." He said scurrying down the hall to the bedroom at the end. I sighed, alone with my thoughts, which was not a good thing. I eyed the bottle of Zombie on the TV set, but decided against it, since Azriel would surely kill me, and I couldn't really handle Zombie anyway. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Mathias standing behind me. He hopped over the back of the couch, and sat next to me, handing me a bowl of macaroni and cheese.
"I'm not mad at you, min ven. I just think you should slow down a bit."
At this, my whole mood lightened, and my emotions soared. I brought him into a tight hug. "Oh, Mathias! You do care!"
"Just eat the macaroni." He chuckled sloughing me off.
*"My love"
**"My beautiful little boy"
***"Thank you"