A series of firsts~ A PruCan fanfiction

First "I love you"

  "Gilbert?"

"What Birdie?" The couple was lying on top of the French household, staring at the stars as they exchanged stories of their youths and families. 

"Are we a couple?"

"I thought so, do you not want to be?" The albino has to hide more then slight panic at that thought as he waits for the reply.

"I do, but I wasn't sure if you wanted to be... I know I could just be a passing fling for you, and don't want you to think you have to stay with me just because you feel bad."

The way he said it, as though it was an acceptable thing to do to a person, expected even, makes the Prussian's heart clench. 

"Never. You are not a passing fling, you are so much more then that. You are everything in my world, and-" He cuts himself off before he can make Matthew uncomfortable. 

"Why? You've dated so many people so much more interesting. What makes me so good?"

In that moment if Gilbert could have taken back every person who he had shared his love and bed with, he would. None of them had ever meant anything compared to his Birdie, nothing at all. Some hadn't even meant anything.

"None of them hold a candle in comparison to you, Matthew. You are beautiful and caring and unassuming and innocent and you let me ramble when anyone else, including my closest other friends would have told me to shut up hours ago, and you try to hide your heart, but I want to see it so I can protect it. I-" He pauses, but continues on. "Ich liebe dich. I love you. More then you could ever know. More then anything in my entire life besides maybe my bruder, and he doesn't count because he is my bruder. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know I've only known you for a short time and that sounds like a lie but it is the truth. I promise you it is." 

The blond seems startled at the confession. Gilbert watches as the words sink in before the Canadian promptly bursts into tears. 

"What is it? Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry. Please stop crying." The albino hugs the Canadian man gently, confused but trying to help.

"No, no Gil, it's just the opposite. That's literally the kindest thing anyone has ever said to me, and you meant it a-and Je t'aime aussie. I love you too." 

The smile was radiant on the Prussian's face as he pulls the Canadian even closer and kisses him, ever so gently, cradling his face and pulling away slowly, promising him without words that no matter what happened, no matter how angry they were at each other, this love wouldn't falter or change or fade. And for the first time in what seemed like forever, Matthew believed that someone wouldn't leave him, or forget about him, or lose interest. He believed that he had finally found someone to spend forever with.