Just re-edited this with Tangerine-Forget-Me-Not's help!

Chapter 5

"Alfred, what is your brother like?" Ivan asked as he placed a bandaid on Alfred's arm, covering the puncture wound from this morning's shot.

Alfred hummed at the question, more out of enjoyment of Ivan's touch rather than acknowledgement of the question.

"He's cool, not as cool as me, but cool," Alfred said with a grin and Ivan just gave him a serious look. Alfred sighed then rubbed the bandaid as he said, "Mattie is a good guy. He works a lot and worries a lot—sometimes he acts more like a mom more than a brother. You'll like him though, and I know he'll like you—I mean, what's not to like," he added with a wink.

Ivan just rolled his eyes as he tried not to smile, and picked up his medical bag.

"Well, he does sound like he would be understanding of your situation and my placement," he said. "I look forward to meeting him—What? Did I say something wrong?" he asked as Alfred mad an exaggerated cringing expression.

Alfred stood up from his bed and put a hand on Ivan's broad shoulder.

"Well… You know, you kinda talk like some old man. Sometimes it feels like I'm talking to a senior citizen," Alfred said teasingly.

Ivan gave a small smirk to that and picked off Alfred's hand which had Alfred chuckling.

"I prefer older dialects, it sounds more sophistic and professional, but if you would like me to say dude, awesome, and douchebag every three words then alright."

"Wow, okay, I feel so attacked," Alfred said, trying to hold back a laugh as he nudged Ivan in the arm playfully.

A broader smirk formed on Ivan's lips as he turned to leave Alfred to get ready for the day, but before going through the door he said, "By the way, you should probably clean up the house before your brother arrives." Alfred gave a pout, and before he could even open his mouth to complain Ivan said, "I'm your nurse, not your maid… yet."

Alfred gaped at Ivan then had a smile split his face.

"Sassy," Alfred said in a surprised tone.

Ivan had no comeback for that, and simply walked out of the room, leaving Alfred staring, after him still, a smile still on his lips.

….

It was nearing one in the afternoon when Alfred received a call from his brother, which was followed by said brother's arrival ten minutes later. Alfred had been the one to open the door to greet him and hugged him tightly.

"Sup Mattie!"

"Hey Al," Matthew said as he pulled from the hug. "You look good."

Alfred smiled then ran his hands up his body to rub over his chest and ass.

"You think so?" he asked, striking a pose as he ran his hands over his chest and ass. Matthew shook his head at his brother's antic, and pushed him aside to walk into the house.

Alfred laughed and followed after Matthew, and it was then that Ivan made himself known. The vampire came from the back of the house, having been reading in the living room and saw Matthew. Ivan had a moment of pause to come to him as he saw Matthew, realizing that the brother was actually an identical twin.

"Hello," he said politely. "I'm Ivan Braginsky, Alfred's home nurse. You must be Matthew."

Matthew gave a nod of his head and reached out to shake Ivan's hand. Ivan took the hand and Alfred smiled at them both.

"Well, isn't this nice," Alfred said with a smile.

"Yeah," Matthew started as he kept his eyes on Ivan. "So… Ivan. What should I be expecting with you here?"

Ivan could tell Matthew was as concerned as Alfred had said. The man wanted answers to his brother's health and Ivan had no qualms in providing them.

"I figured you would ask me that, so I prepared my records in advance," Ivan said, then gestured to the couch in the front room for them to take a seat.

Matthew was a bit impressed by this, but kept it hidden as he sat down with Alfred by his side. Ivan smiled at them both and held out his tablet that he had been reading on earlier to show his records, procedures, and other medical information.

"While I am here I will be taking care of Alfred's healthy primarily until his illness starts to hinder his everyday life."

"Can you say that again in less grandpa speak?" Alfred teased and Matthew just jabbed his knee into Alfred's.

Ivan smiled a bit wider at the comment nonetheless and continued.

"I will be taking care of Alfred by keeping him up with his medications and making sure he is eating properly," he continued. "In the event that he has an episode, you can see my instructions listed on the tablet," Ivan said and reached over to bring up his procedures. The twins looked it over together, both of them looking a bit nervous about it. "Alfred will not become a vampire due to the procedure. My venom will not infect him once bitten." This statement alone seemed to lift some of the tension in the air, and Ivan went on to say, "It's a very clean cut process, and as he ages it will become more frequent. Medications will increase along with the episodes, making his everyday life difficult. That is when I will start to take up more of his everyday chores and tasks. He'll be in good hands."

Matthew looked at Ivan intently as he listened to all of this, and Alfred felt like he was back to being a kid. A kid that had to sit silently while the adults talked about him, discussing things he didn't understand but wanted to. He could practically feel his mother's gaze on him while the doctor talked to his parents, could feel his father's hand squeezing his shoulder tighter every second they sat in that office.

"Alfred, are you okay?"

Ivan's voice cut through the fog of Alfred's mind and he perked up quickly as Matthew looked at him. His brother eyed him suspiciously and Ivan did as well as he forced a smile on his face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good! Just bored is all," Alfred said as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Ya know what, let's talk about something else—No, let's do something else! Like food!"

Matthew eyed his brother then shook his head as he let out a sigh.

"That is so like you, Al."

"Hey, food is heaven, especially when home cooked," Alfred said then leered at Ivan.

"I guess you're asking me to cook then?" Ivan asked with an amused glint in his eyes.

Alfred just smiled brightly and gave a drawn out "please". Ivan chuckled at the act but consented and stood up from the couch. He walked off to the kitchen and Alfred sprung up to follow him, but Matthew caught his arm.

"Alfred, hold up a second," the older twin said and Alfred obeyed.

"What?"

"It's just… You haven't said anything about this, so I just want to know how you feel about it. About him." Matthew said in a soft voice as if Ivan could hear him.

Alfred sighed but obliged his worrisome brother.

"I like him. He's cool and wakes me up every day to keep my medications on schedule. He's a good nurse so far," Alfred said and Matthew seemed to be satisfied with that answer. "Although," Alfred slung an around Matthew's shoulders and grinned like an idiot as he held up his hand over his mouth. "I'd like him even more if he'd touch more than just my arm—"

"God, Alfred stop," Matthew said as he cracked a laugh and shoved his brother away. "I don't need to be subjected to your nasty thoughts."

Alfred laughed loudly at his brother's reaction. "What can I say, he's the total package—literally! He can save my life medically and physically."

"Why am I related to you?" Matthew asked and before Alfred could even begin a witty perverted comment Matthew went on to say, "But I am happy that you're doing okay and will be okay in his care."

"I know," Alfred said happily. "Now enough talk! Ivan's probably in there making something really healthy and I gotta act fast."

Matthew laughed as his brother rushed off to the kitchen and for once he really did feel good about Alfred's situation. Ivan knew what he was doing and Alfred would be fine. Sure when Alfred gets older it will be hard, but for now, Alfred was okay and that's all Matthew cared about.

***This chapter is all that... eventful but I promise shit's about get good. This story has become more difficult than I anticipated, which sucks, but I'm not giving up! *clenches fist in determination*