Homeless!PrussiaxCanada- A New Home pt.8

"Mattie...come on..." 

Matthew woke up with a slight jump and tired and confused lilac orbs met with crimson ones. 

"Gilbert? Did I fall asleep?" 

"Not yet." 

Matthew gave a tired chuckle but then reverted right back to dozing off. Gilbert shook his head. He does too much and gets no recognition for it. It was obvious that Matthew was done for the night and wouldn't move from that spot on the couch so Gilbert did what he thought was right and picked him up bridal style. Matthew was fast asleep and made no movements when he was picked up. Gilbert's cheeks matched the colors of his eyes as he carried the surprisingly light Matthew to his room. He doesn't know why he's doing this, or why he's doing a lot of the things he's done with Matthew. One of those being the kiss he gave him. It was only on the cheek but still, there was no need for it. He finally made it to the nurse's room. It was clean, with the exception of a few clothes strewn about the room. His bed had little Maple leaves decorated on it, Gilbert found it adorable. He was like a little boy! He certainly looked the part too, it was hard to believe that he's twenty-three years old sometimes. He set Matthew down on the bed and tucked him in, careful not to wake him up. 

He slid the glasses off of the blond's face and watched at how much more adorable he looked. He didn't think anyone could be this cute, aside from Ludwig. Without thinking, he stroked his soft cheek and watched at how the sleeping man smiled at the touch. Gilbert went to go kiss Matthew on the cheek again but snapped out of it before something else happened. 

"Good night, Matthew." 

He looked at the little Polar bear cub and smirked.

"Goodnight to you too, Kuma. You'll get to play with Luddy really soon." 

He turned off the light and went into his own room and went to sleep. 
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"Gilbert, please...don't lie to your father and I..." 

"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!" 

Gilbert shot up out of the bed, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. He looked around at his surroundings and saw that he was in the guest bedroom in Matthew and Alfred's house. Ludwig wasn't there because he was in the hospital and wouldn't get released for a few more days. 

Still shaken from the nightmare, he got up out of bed and put on his borrowed shirt. He walked into the bathroom and cleaned himself up a bit before going downstairs to have breakfast with Matthew. He washed his face off and looked in the mirror. He was assuring himself that it was okay, he didn't have to go through that anymore, that it was different now. He heard a knock at the door.

"Gilbert! Come join us downstairs, I made pancakes!" 

Hearing Matthew's voice brought Gilbert some comfort. He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding and replied, "Yeah, be right down!" 

He heard footsteps and then the door close. With one more washing of the face he left the bathroom and went downstairs. He saw Matthew and Alfred taking their seats at the table, they had a place ready for Gilbert to join. Matthew had a wide, warm smile on his face at the sight of Gilbert.

"Bonjour, Gilbert!" 

Gilbert's eyebrow raised. 

"Bon-what?" 

Matthew blushed and took a sip of his orange juice. Alfred answered for Matthew.

"He said good morning in French. He tends to speak French when he gets excited." 

"You know French?" 

Matthew nodded bashfully. Gilbert also realized that Alfred and Matthew were talking to each other. Delighted by the good atmosphere, he took his seat at the table and helped himself to the mound of pancakes and bacon and eggs that was sitting on the table. Matthew and Alfred were watching him scarf down the food in amusement. Gilbert noticed that they were watching him and stopped eating. 

"I'm sorry." 

Alfred laughed.

"Don't be dude, we understand. You haven't had a meal in a while." 

"I know but...still...it isn't polite." 

"Gilbert, it's okay." Matthew reassured him. Gilbert felt the other's hand on him and then felt like a giant weight has been lifted off his shoulders. Why does Matthew make him so happy? With ease, Gilbert continued eating his breakfast. It was weird because wasn't talking as much. Matthew noticed that he seemed a bit distant. He left it alone and went along with his day. 
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After breakfast, Gilbert walked up to Matthew. 

"So, you and Alfred are talking again." 

Matthew beamed and nodded. 

"He apologized this morning. He said that it was wrong of him to say that to me and that he realized that he has been spending too much time with Arthur and promises to spend more time on his patients. Arthur is okay with this too." 

"That's nice." 

Matthew's eyebrows furrowed. 

"Gilbert?" 

"Yes?" 

"Are you okay? You seem to be distracted. Is something bothering you?" 

Gilbert hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether or not he should even tell Matthew about his nightmare. He didn't want to burden him with his problems, even though it happened so long ago. He resolved to not tell Matthew and shook his head. 

"...It's nothing Mattie, don't worry about it." 

With one reassuring look, he walked away and waited until they were ready to leave. Leaving Matthew curious about Gilbert...