"Well, that movie wasn't too terrible," Arthur admitted, holding onto Alfred's arm. He felt something press against his leg, and then it started to shiver. "Bloody hell what the fuck is that?" He asked, looking down.
Alfred rolled his eyes and pulled out his cell phone. "Hello? Mom?" He said stopping mid-step.
"Hey, Alfred, honey. My coworker is lost in a corn filed and I have to find her, so your cousin, Francis is picking you and your friend up. Sorry that this happened again," She said, driving down some lame dirt road in the middle of nowhere. She growled, really hating her coworker right now.
Alfred sighed, "I understand, but does it have to be that guy. Come on mom you know he's an asshole." He growled and rolled his eyes. Arthur blinked and clung a little tighter to Alfred's arm.
"Watch your mouth young man. He's the only one who can pick you up right now so you're just going to have to deal with it. Sorry, I love you but I have to go." Click.
Alfred growled and shoved his phone back into his pocket. He grumbled some profanity under his breath and went back to walking. Arthur said nothing but rested his head onto the arm. "Hey sugar pop, my dickhead of a cousin is going to pick us up. Just warning you, he's a creep and a perv," Alfred warned, seeing his cousin's car. It was slick and black and must have cost an arm and a leg. The windows were tinted black and it was impossible to see the driver inside.
Yet, to Arthur, there was something oddly familiar about the car. It was costly, something no middle-class person could ever even dream of owning, unless they are a gold digger. He frowned as the car pulled up to them, the widow rolled down showing Francis smoking a cigarette while dressed in a nice tux. Arthur's eyes got wide and his heart stopped. What evil trick of God was this?
"You, I know that cute face anywhere. Even with a new wardrobe and a new hair color, oh how could anyone forget an ass like that?" Francis smiled. Arthur went pale and felt as if he was going to die right there. "I see your sights are set on family members of mine. Well, at least Alfred knows he'll get some."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Alfred growled stepping in front of Arthur protectively. Arthur looked down shamefully. Alfred looked at him then back at Francis, a light bulb, a dim light bulb lit above his head. "You guys know each other?" He said, figuring out the connection.
Francis laughed under his breath. "Oh I know Arthur, in and out of the bedroom, such a little sex kitten," He smiled. Alfred face fell and Arthur was close to tears. Damn French and their seductive powers, no one is safe. "Now are we leaving tonight?" He asked, unlocking the doors. Arthur still hasn't said a word in his own defense. After all, there was nothing to defend.
"Fuck off! I'm not leaving until I find out what the fuck happened between you and my Arthur," He yelled and stomped his foot like a child.
Arthur looked down at his feet, the tears couldn't be held back any longer. "Bloody bastard, you ruined everything for me. My life! Now my fresh start! Why must you be there at the moment where things are finally getting back to normal?" He yelled at the French son of a bitch. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he stomped his foot. Francis smirked and waited to hear more. "You want to know why I know this wanker! Because we're both rich, fucking rich, and there was this party, I had a bit to drink. Oh fuck, I was totally pissed, and he showed up! He said some things and we went up to a room and…"
"…Made sweet amore. I must say, Arthur, you weren't as hard to get as I originally thought. I was disappointed," Francis smiled blowing him a kiss.
Alfred shook his head, first to shake It's a Small World After All song out, then to shake out everything they had said. "That was then and this is now. Arthur is mine and it doesn't matter that you two well…its clear Arthur regrets it and hates you, not that I blame him for that. I don't know what you thought you where going to get out of all this and I don't give a shit. You stay away from him or I swear I'll beat the pretty out of you. Jack ass!" Alfred took Arthur in his arms. Sadly they had no other way to get home so they had to get in the car.
It was a long and silent ride with Alfred refusing to release his boyfriend as long as they where anywhere near the fucker. Dropping Arthur off Alfred kissed him. Getting back in the car he said nothing to Francis.
Fast asleep in Gilbert's arms Matthew woke to the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Peeking his eyes open and seeing Gilbert drooling over his pillow he screamed and shoved him from the bed. "Gilbert someone is home! Where are my pants! Pants!" Matthew panicked looking around but not really seeing anything in the dark. Gilbert looked out the window, covering himself with only a shirt.
"It's your brother and, fuck, you know Francis?" He yelled seeing his old friend get out of the car. Matthew gave a scream and shoved Gilbert down. He then looked out the window with wide eyes.
"Oh no! That's my cousin, why is he here! Oh god, if he sees you he'll tell mom on me!" Matthew yelped holding the sides of his head. Gilbert handed him his pants. "You have to hide! Hurry under the bed, get under the bed. It looks like Francis isn't coming inside, he'll see you if you climb out the window." Matthew started shoving Gilbert under the bed along with his clothes.
"Hey Matt I don't want to freak you even more…but what about the smell? It reeks of sex in here," Gilbert said struggling to get his clothes on while under the bed. Matthew froze. Smell! There was a smell, it wasn't as strong as it was earlier, but it was there. Matthew ran and started to spray a can of air freshener around the room. Hearing Alfred walk up the steps, Matthew found his pants and he pulled them back on and flew under the covers. "Matt I just inhaled a dust bunny!"
"Shhh, Alfred is coming!" He hissed right before the door opened. He pretended to be asleep and prayed Alfred wouldn't notice anything. Alfred stomped in and gave his nightstand a hard kick before falling into his bed and cussing out their cousin. Gilbert held in a sneeze by pinching his nose closed. Alfred fell asleep and Matthew allowed Gilbert to crawl out from under the bed. "Francis is still out there, I wish he would just leave!" Matthew said, looking out the window while frowning.
Gilbert held him from behind and kissed Matthew's neck. "Should I find another way out?" He asked, kissing all over his neck.
"Hey Matt I'm still awake…I won't tell ma," Alfred said, sitting up and tossing a pillow at them. Matthew blushed darkly and muttered his thanks. Alfred's head hit the pillow and this time he gave a loud snore.
Gilbert smiled and spun Matthew around to capture him in a hot kiss. Matthew gave a soft smile and returned the kiss. They crawled into bed and fell asleep in each others loving embraces.