Kage: Youtube wasn't working so I couldn't finish the other one-shot I was working on and you get this…Its so short! TT-TT I wanted it to be longer! I'll desperately try to make the next one-shots longer!
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All These Things I Hate (Bullet For My Valentine): MapleTea, UsUk, Franada, UsFr, so kinda like FACE(?).
Warning: Human Au, Cheating, Oocness(seriously its ooc -.-) Angst(I'm sure maybe Drama?), Sexual mentioning.
"Goodbye Arthur." the Canadian said in faux cheerfulness. Accepting the kiss from the Brit was the hardest thing he could do…
Matthew enters his car and from the corner of his eye he can see Alfred's red pickup truck parked in a corner.
…
How long has this affair gone on? Slender arms embrace him and a light brush of stubble hits his bare shoulder. It is followed with a soft hand lightly brushing his naked hip, fingertips stroke the pale flesh and Matthew continues to stare at the ceiling knowing that Arthur is probably doing the same.
Things happen without the couple really knowing why. Obviously Matthew doesn't know when things began to go sour…
Maybe when Arthur began to reject his touch? It had lasted for little time but it always made Matthew flinch whenever Arthur is the one to touch him.
"Matthieu?"
"Oui?"
Francis is growing worried so Matthew turns his head to the Frenchman lips lightly puckered in a silent invitation to a kiss. Immediately seeking lips cover his own and Matthew opens up to the other before dueling with the other's slick tongue. Francis groans against his lips and Matthew's finger's tangle into the back of the Frenchman's hair.
…
If it's supposed to be like this - painful, heartbreaking, agonizing, and pathetic - why do most people ignore the chance to miss this?
"Matthew…?" the Canadian blinked away the haziness over his eyes. Alfred was looking to the side - dodging both of their gazes - whist Arthur looked straight at Matthew, green eyes wide. Their blanket was used to cover Arthur's shames. Matthew's head tilted and he shifted his weight.
"I'm going out."
The sob was soft and heart wrenching.
Oh yeah...
Now he remembered why they did this,
Why he did this to himself.
…
Torn apart at the seams, falling to pieces between his own finger's…
His dreams turn to tears; anguish is the person whom comforts him.
He's not feeling this situation.
The cup of tea makes a small chime as it's placed on the coffee table in front of him. Arthur is self-conscious and pulls lightly at his shirt - trying to hide the red hickey's decorating his throat. Matthew leans back in his seat and continues to look to Arthur with the slightest of tilts of his head. He makes a gesture for Arthur to come closer. Arthur had hesitated before approaching. Matthew sits up silently and takes hold of the Brit's wrist.
…
He would have liked to run away and try to find a safe place where he could hide.
Like Francis' place.
It's the best place to be when he's feeling like...
"Mon cher?" Francis murmured brushing back his hair, Matthew leans into the touch his hand rising to cover Francis' own.
"I hate cheating." Matthew murmurs in irony. Francis' smile is bitter.
"I apologize cher."
Matthew shrugs.
"You can't control Alfred, Francis."
No more bitter words are shared and they instead try to lose their thoughts by sharing sweet kisses.
…
"I love you Matthew." Arthur whispers into Matthew's ear as they embrace each other in after glow. Matthew's jaw clenches.
Arthur lies, why is he always lying?
"I really do."
Why can't he be honest?
"Everything will be better."
Why did Arthur tell him these things? Why does Arthur tell him things he himself wants to hear?
…
He remembers a time when he had been the sweet gentle one, always wearing his heart on his sleeve always so forgiving.
Then Arthur began to cheat.
He met Francis a month later.
He despised the Frenchman.
Why couldn't he keep the American to himself?
Why did he let his American mess with Arthur?
But now that he thinks of it…
He collapsed into Francis' arms, the Frenchman looked at him with sadness and his lovely - watery - blue eyes closed.
"He's doing it again isn't he?"
Wordlessly he nodded, hands clenching into Francis' clothing. The Frenchman pulled him in and closed the door before pulling him to the bedroom.
Being with Francis always felt like the safest place he could hide.
It's the best place he can go to when he feels like this.
Francis always made him feel better.
Francis gave him love.
…
"M-Matthew." Matthew cursed pulling his head away from the pillow he was biting into. Francis' hands were clenched onto his hips but his head was turned to look at the intruders at the doorway.
This was strange really, it almost seemed as though his and Arthur's roles were reversed. He would be the weaker one while Arthur had been the stronger one.
Times have most definitely changed.
Kage: -Blinks in shock- I honestly don't know where this came from…
Obviously you can detect the Oocness just oozing from this one-shot…
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