Throughout the meal I felt myself beginning to relax more around Lukas, but something was still not right. No one talked about family life or work, aside from Mathias who shot off names of random regular that he saw and talked to through the week. I learned that this was Mathias and Lukas' day to catch-up since Lukas was usually looking after his brother or working and couldn't go hang out with Mathias that much. This information make me feel as if I were intruding, but at least Lukas seemed to not mind that much, even going as far as asking me a few things when Mathias wasn't trying to bring me in to every conversation.
That's something I was grateful for when I met Tino, He was always a social butterfly while I was still stuck in a cocoon like state. Though I got my light features, like my hair and eye color, from my mother I was more like my dad personality wise. Having Tino around made things seem less forced and easier for people to get over my intense gaze. Mathias was like that too, but he didn't seem to be fazed at all by it, even when there are still times when even Tino gets nervous. It hurts now that I see Lukas doesn't get intimidated either, it's also nice since he is also less energetic than the other two males.
After we were all finished and Lukas paid, he looked to his watch and looked to Emil, who had joined us after his shift ended. "Well, it's been nice, but I have to get going. As always good to see you Mathias." He and Mathias shared a quick hug, which made my stomach ach even though it probably shouldn't. The shorter man than turned to me. "Nice finally meeting you Berwald." Lukas held out his hand and I responded by taking it and shaking.
"Likewise." I muttered before he ushered the teen, who was glued to his phone, out. I turned to Mathias. "Isn't his car at your place?" I asked, still watching the two head down the street.
Mathias hmmed over his coffee, before following my gaze. "Oh! Don't worry about it. He lives close by and he'll end up getting it sometime later today. That's how our meetings usually go, much to Emil's displeasure." He laughed at this and continued to drink the black liquid. "So, now that it's just us, what do you want to do? Get some drinks? Catch a movie? Or just go back to my place?" Mathias asked leaning back, propping his left leg on his right knee and stretch his left arm to rest on the back of the booth seat.
I looked to my watch, and groaned when I saw the time. "Kids should be home soon." I grumbled setting down my coffee. "Should probably go home." Shifting, I signaled for Mathias to move so I could get out, which he refused. "I have to go."
"Are you sure you're going to be okay? I don't work tonight and it's fine if you want to stay over." He remarked turning his gaze to the table.
A smile tugged at my lips. When we first started our arrangement, our rule was not to get too attached, that it was only for fun. It was going smooth until things started getting worst between Tino and I. Even though Mathias could talk a deaf person's ear off, he was strangely enough a good listener and would always offer for me to stay after the bar closed. I don't know exactly when it changed, but I like to think Mathias felt just as strongly for me as I do for him. Since I do have a family, I know it wouldn't be fair to make him promise to only be with me and it did hurt every time I heard he had slept with someone else. I know a cute blonde woman has shared his bed a couple of times and a Dutch man once or twice. I have my concerns about his relationship with Lukas as well, but that could be me just being paranoid and jealous.
"Can't have my kids worry." I said with a sad smile on my face. "Sorry."
Mathias waved it off. "Not a problem. Just wanted to make sure you'll be fine." He took one last sip before getting up. "You're not offending me." He remarked slipping out of the dinner, with me in tow, back to my car. The ride back to his place was quiet aside from the radio that was at a low grumble. When I pulled up to his apartment building, Mathias unbuckled himself and leaned over. "It was good seeing you, as always, take care." He said before pulling me into a deep kiss. I couldn't help but kiss back with just as much enthusiasm. Before it could get too heated, he pulled away and laughed. "I thought you had to go." The Dane joked before getting out and waving as he headed up to his place.
I ended up sitting there a little while longer to calm myself and not run up after him. Damn that Dane! When I had finally cooled down, I headed home to find that I was able to beat the boys home. Tino was in the living-room, typing something on his computer. "Tino." I called to him as I entered and sat down in the armchair near him. He ignored me to continue his work. It wasn't till I said his name again.
Shutting his computer, Tino sighed and looked to me. "Where were you?" He asked in a calm voice. When I didn't answer, he got up and headed to the house phone. "Fine, don't tell me. I'm ordering Chinese. Are you going to be joining your family for diner?" He asked in a snappy tone.
"We need to talk about this whole situation." I said forlorn way.
Tino stopped and turned back to me. "What is there to talk about? You just went off without telling me where after you come back late the night before. How do you exspect me to feel about that?" His head fell as his hair covered his face. "I know I've been in the wrong before and I shouldn't have said that about Peter and Bjon, but I'm really hurt right now." Tears started to trail down his face and on to the floor.
I got up and walked over to him, taking him in to my arms. "I'm sorry." I muttered as I run my fingers through his hair. "I lost my temper and just needed to cool off." I remarked feeling some of his tears soak in to my shirt.
Tino pulled away to lock eyes with me. "I know, but you have a family. I can't do that knowing that someone has to be here when the boys get home. Knowing that you blame me when I go out with my friends makes me feel like you want me trapped here so you can go out."
A grown grew on my mouth. "I only started doing that because you started ignoring me in favor of your good time." I said, not caring if we started another fight.
"I said I was in the wrong, can we just drop this and try and fix whatever problems we're having?" It was a reasonable request.
"Okay." I breathed before pulling him back in to an embrace. There wasn't the same warmth that it usually hold and it was distressing.
We parted when the door flung open with a blond and red-head in a heated debate. "No way would that pokemon be able to beat a mega-evolution Charzard! You're high!" Peter yelled over his shoulder.
"If you level it up correctly and choose the proper battle strategy then yes it could!" Bjon yelled back.
"Whatever." Peter threw his bag by the door. "What's for diner?" He asked as Bjon stormed upstairs.
Tino smiled to him. "Chinese. Neither of us was willing to cook." He joked leaning on me, his way of showing Peter that everything was fine with us.
"Awesome!" Peter cheered and he raced upstairs as well.
I wrapped an arm around Tino's waist and started rubbing circles on his lower back. He laughed and pushed my hand away. "Not now Ber." He chirped and picked up the phone. "I have to order diner." Leaning up, he gave me a quick peck on the cheek, then scampered off.
Taking a seat on the couch, I turned on the news, not really paying attention to it, but mulling over that lack of the old spark we had. The news anchor went on and on about different events, but none registered. It wasn't until the doorbell rang when I was finally brought out of my thoughts. Tino answered the door, thanking the delivery person and paying before the two teenagers and a small white dog bounded down the stairs. Walking in to the kitchen, everyone was gathered around the table grabbing plates and utensils.
"Alright everyone! Dig in!" Tino beamed grabbing some lo main before it could go. I was reaching over to get the fried rice from Peter when the home phone rang. "I'll get it." Tino shot up.
Peter looked to Bjon worriedly; who intern just shook his head and continued filling his plate. When Peter looked to me and quickly back to his meal, I decided to go and investigate. "No, I can't. Not tonight….He just got back and I don't want to risk another fight….Yeah, that's fine….See you then." Tino hung up and turned in surprise to see me. "Berwald! H-how long have you been standing there?" He asked as a nervous laugh escaped his lips.
"I'm going to pack." I grumbled so as not to alert the boys and let my temper get the better of me. They'll find out later and it won't be pretty.
A/N: Whoop, was able to finish this earlier today. :)
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