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Gilbert was annoyed, he felt like his nose was broken which it probably was, and he had just been dragged out side of the hospital room, while his brother decided to go back in and talk to that slut. Gilbert felt anger rise in him when he realised that his brother was willing to kill him just to protect that fucking slut. How dare he pull a gun to his head?
Gilbert got up and started to walk back home, he looked down at him leg. He had decided to bandage his leg at home when he had gotten shot, and it was okay, he knew how to take care of himself. He had been shot before multiple times, so he knew what to do when it happened.
Gilbert opened the door to his house as he grabbed a beer and collapsed onto the sofa in front of the TV. To say that he was pissed, it was an understatement. He raised that boy since their parents had died, he wasn't there to see when their dad would come home drunk and Gilbert would stand in front of Ludwig so he wouldn't get hurt, he would take the hits for him just so their dad wouldn't hurt him.
He wasn't there when their mom would come home with some random man and let him fuck her as she moaned, she never cared that her sons where in the next room. He was too young to remember, but Gilbert remembered everything.
And this is the reward he gets, his brother getting ready to kill him for some fucked up boy who was raped by his dad. Gilbert threw his beer bottle against the wall and watched as it broke into pieces, and that's when he heard the door open.
Ludwig went in and heard the noise of a broken bottle. He didn't want to have a fight with his brother now. He knew he did something wrong, but his brother did more. Why didn't he see that he just wanted to protect Ivan and him?
He never asked him to do anything for him...but one time when he did, and it was really important for him, Gilbert just said no. Why? Didn't he love him enough? Wasn't it enough that he was raped because of him? And now he had something different and he wanted to destroy it!
He sighed. But still, he could never kill his brother...shoot at him maybe...but not kill. He loved his brother...and to be honest, his brother was the most important person in his life.
Gilbert turned around to see his brother in the doorway. Gilbert ignored him; he decided there was no point in saying anything to him. All he would do is blame Gilbert for everything and tell him to stay away from his slutty boyfriend. Gilbert went to get another beer as he felt his brother touch his arm...
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "Gilbert...I made a fault...I'm really sorry...I love you," he mumbled and looked directly in his eyes. That wasn't a lie.
"You're sorry? Sorry means you wished you never did it. Do you wish that you didn't stop me from raping that slut, or stop yourself from punching my face, shooting me and holding a gun to my head?" Gilbert said as he shook the others hand off him, then he took another sip of his beer.
"I'm regretting that I hold a gun on your head," he mumbled and hesitantly stroke over the others cheek.
"But you don't regret anything else" Gilbert said as he pushed the others hand away. "If you really want me to forgive you... then bring me Ivan, leave him alone with me for a couple of hours and then after that he is all yours..."
"I..." He looked at him and then at the ground. "Why do you want that so much?" he whispered.
"I want to break him, simple as that. I want to see him cry and beg for mercy, I want him to feel pain... is that too much to ask" Gilbert said casually.
"Why do you want it?" He asked quietly.
"Because I get off on it, and but if you prefer him over me then tell me, so I know where I stand"
Ludwig stared at him. He couldn't believe that his brother really just said that. "Gilbert...you...you want me to let you rape a person to proof you that you are more important than him..."
"Yes, it's not like you love him, do you?" Gilbert said as he smirked at his brother.
"I..." He looked away. "I don't know..." he said quietly.
"Look it will be easy, he doesn't need to know that you gave him to be. Just pretend that you didn't reach in time to save him, you can be his hero and all that bullshit afterwards, just let me break him, just turn the blind eye... everyone knows he is used to it, his dad fucked him over enough"
"Are you kidding?! Would you do the same to me when you want to...have me?! No! Leave him! And an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind...don't forget that..." Ludwig says.
"Why would I do anything to you, I would never force you to... because you do it willingly. But it is more fun with him, to have someone who used to be so strong under my power, and I'm not going to leave him alone until you agree with me. I don't want to make anyone blind, and I don't care about the whole world being blind... Look you have done it before, remember when you were a solider and you walked in on me with that other dude, you turned a blind eye then... you didn't save him, so how is this any different..." Gilbert asked.
"At first I'm still a soldier, second I meant if you would let somebody rape me to be the hero later and third...I don't know what you mean..." he mumbled.
"Well I don't want to be your hero, and are you seriously telling me you don't remember? It must have been a few months before the incident with Ivan, I had this cute little teen boy with me who was about 19, and he was fun. He did struggle but that made it more exciting, then you walked into my room to ask me something, you took one look at the boy, then looked at me before leaving. Even when you saw the tears in his eyes, and even when you saw the cuts on his body, you still didn't rescue him, you let him be raped... what does that make you?"
Ludwig swallowed and looked away. "You...raped him..." he mumbled. He really didn't know. He had often sex with his brother and he looked like that boy afterwards.
"I'll move out," he whispered.
Gilbert looked at him with a confused face, and then grabbed his arms. "There is no way in hell I am letting you move out, even if I have to tie you up..."
"I don't want to see you ever again..." he mumbled.
"Why just because I did what Ivan did to you to someone else, if you hate me for that then you should hate Ivan as well, he has done it to more people than me"
"He was 19! God you want to break someone I love and you rape little boys! YOU are the insane one! Not Ivan!" he snarled and went out.
"You love?" Gilbert asked surprised.
"Maybe…" Ludwig replied, he didn't know what he said until it left his mouth.
Gilbert grabbed the others arm as he pulled him back and pressed him against the wall behind him, and pressed his lips forcibly on his brothers.
Ludwig Bit him hard and snarled. "What are you doing?!"
"I am trying to make you forget about him, he is no good for you and don't even think of running away, I am way stronger then you and I have already taken all your weapons off you, so good luck" Gilbert said as he bit down on the others neck, he didn't care when he was bitten, he had a high pain intolerance.
He kicked him as hard as he could against his knee and tried to get free. "Gilbert!"
Gilbert blocked the kick as he laughed, "Baby bro, did you think you could get rid of me from that, now that was weak" Gilbert said and then he heard someone walking through the door.
"Ludwig the doctors let me out early- wait what's going on?" Ivan says.
Ludwig stared angry at his brother, because he saw the way his brother was staring at Ivan, he knew if Ivan stayed here any longer he would be raped, and he couldn't let that happen. He then looked over to Ivan.
"Go out…" he said in a calm but emphatic way like you would do for a child. "Immediately... I'll come to you later."
Gilbert watched as the Russian gave him a scared look before leaving.
Ludwig stared at his brother. "How can you do that?" he whispered.
"Do what?" he asked innocently
He shook his head. "Let me go" he whispered.
"Why would I? Your too cute to let go little bro, maybe I need some fix... you won't let me have Ivan... maybe I will just have you instead?"
"Okay" he whispered, he knew he would have himself hurt like this then let Ivan get hurt. Gilbert grinned as he picked up his little bro, and carried him into his room.
Ludwig looked away. That was demeaning... He bit his own lip. Now his own brother would rape him. The person who raised him. The person he trusted.