Rooftops (Hetalia PruCan fanfic)

Chapter 10

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"Matt, I know that hoodie is definitely not yours."

I sighed as Alfred kept pestering me about the hoodie. I had wanted to bring it to school, so I could give it back to Gilbert, and the only way to do that, was to wear it. It was oddly chilly this morning, so it worked. Usually I don't walk to school with Alfred, but I woke up a little late today due to quickly getting over my cold.

"And I told you when you got it from the dryer, it isn't mine." I replied to him, recalling the memory.

"Then who's is it?" He questioned, and I thought it'd probably be better to tell him.

"It's Gilbert's, okay?" I admitted, and watched as Alfred's face went blank, and then he sighed. I feel as if I told him the reason why I had it, I would get more than just a sigh.

His lips slowly formed into a smile. "Y'know, Mattie? I guess it's not too bad that you're hanging out with him.."

A change of heart? I looked at him, raising an eyebrow as we stopped walking, the traffic light glaring red at us and telling us to stop.

"I mean, I'd prefer you to hang out with someone other than him, but you don't really hang out with anyone." He stated, putting his hands in his pockets. "I kinda worry about that, you know? I just hope he's changed."

Alfred muttered the last part, but I could still hear it. I really wanted to ask what happened between them, but it still seemed like a sensitive topic, for an odd reason. I smiled lightly, and watched Alfred's face change into one, too.

"Thanks, Al." Was all I had to say before the light flashed to green. We started walking to school once again, in an awkward-free silence.

After a few more minutes of silent walking, we reached the school. It was only going on 8:10, and classes normally didn't start until 8:30, so I had some time left to go to my locker, and find Gilbert before class starts.

Before parting ways, Alfred laid a hand on the top of my hair and ruffled my hair, messing it up while grinning at me. "See ya in class?" He asked me, taking his hand back, and I nodded, running a hand through my hair to fix it.

"Yeah, see ya." I stated, before parting ways and lightly bumping into someone.

"Hey Matt! You feelin' better?" I backed up and saw that I bumped into a grinning Gilbert, accompanied with Francis and a brunet who was familiar, though I don't quite remember his name.

"Mon petit cousin was feeling ill?" Francis rhetorically asked. "Gilbert! How could you know more about my own cousin!"

"Hey, I didn't know you two were related?" The brunet asked, looking between Francis and I.

"Yup!" He said, with a laugh.

Gilbert walked over to me as they were distracted. For some reason, he seemed a bit odd today, but maybe it was just me.

"Do you need to go to your locker?" He asked me, with a bit of a lazy smile.

"Umm, I can go myself, but if you want to come, that's fine, too.." I said to him, and then he chuckled.

"I like being around you, really. So I don't mind."

- Gilbert's POV -

I told him that, and I swear I could feel my cheeks heat up as he smiled.

"Well, I guess it's no big deal then." Matthew said, that smile still on his face, as he turned around and walked towards the stairs. I grinned to myself.

I sighed as we began to walk up the stairs, and he decided to let me go up first. It had been a while since I'd been up this way of the school, since I didn't have much of a need to. The lockers were assigned by grade, not name, and I had no classes up here.

I snapped out of my thoughts as I reached the top of the stairs, and turning around, waiting for Matthew. I pretty much mentally face-palmed. I probably should have waited for him. Oh well, nothing I can really do now.

Matthew was almost at the top step when his eyes widened into a panicked expression, and I noticed he'd lost balance. Fuck, what do I do? I can't just watch. Shit.

Without thinking, I quickly ran towards him. He hadn't fallen that much, so I was able to wrap an arm around his waist, and pull him close enough to me so that he wouldn't fall. This whole scene happened in under a few seconds. Wait, isn't this scene familiar in an odd way?

I went up a step but still held onto Matthew. He was shaking on the step below me with his eyes shut tight, almost as if he were scared, or expecting to fall. After a moment, he slowly opened up one of his eyes, and then blinked, opening them both, and he stared into my eyes.

I stared back into his in return, losing my thoughts. I never really paid attention, but his eyes were a light purple, with the slightest hint of blue in them. I could also feel his breath on me, with a slight pounding in my chest.

It felt like an eternity, but it was really only a few seconds.

I let go of him and looked away sighing. "You all right there?" I asked before looking at him.

He blinked before nodding. "Um.. Yeah. Thanks, Gilbert." He said with a small smile. I returned the smile with a grin.

"No problem. Let's get going to your locker, yeah?"

- Matthew's POV -

My heart was still racing from almost falling. I was really glad that Gilbert helped me, well, not fall. He held me longer than it was necessary, but it didn't feel awkward at all. It oddly felt nice to be so close to him.. I'm not sure why, though.

Once we got to my locker, I looked down at my shoe. "Oh.." I mumbled. I should really start checking if my shoes are tied before leaving the house, before I almost fall again.

Sighing, I got on my right knee before opening my locker.

"What's up?" Gilbert asked. I tied up my shoe before standing up and giving a bit of a nervous chuckle.

"My shoe was undone.." I sighed, as he sighed as well.

"You should be more careful."

"I know.." I replied, then opened my locker, preparing to take my backpack off, but then remembering that I had left it in my locker from Friday. Chuckling to myself, I shook my head, then grabbed the books that I needed for the first part of today and put them on the floor.

After doing that, I shrugged off the bigger-than-usual hoodie that I was wearing, and handed it to Gilbert, cold air reaching my skin.

"Thanks for lending me this." I stated, smiling at him.

"Oh, err, d'you think you could keep it in your locker for now?" He requested, looking at it. I shrugged.

"Sure, when should I give it to you?" I asked, and Gilbert seemed to go into thought.

"Hm.. How about lunch?"

"Sure. How about you meet me here?"

Gilbert grinned. "Sounds great."

Hehe, I enjoyed writing this chapter. I'm finally squeezing in some PruCan moments!