Just Brothers. [Hiatus]

Morning Rituals.

 Rather large authors note:
This was an RP i had going with a 2p!Canada page on Facebook but the owner of the page, Vik, has passed away. I didn't even know he was ill. Vik and I weren't really close but I still consider him a friend and I would have loved to have met him or at least talked to him personally but i cant exactly do that now and just thinking about it hurts. Sure, i didnt know him very well and i doubt that i was on his mind ever/at all but i dont mind. But fuck- I miss him.
Probably not as much as Birdie or James and his other close friends and family, but i miss him.
I always wanted to see what his reply to this would be and i always waited for it but its not going to come no matter how long i wait.
So i am going to finish off this RP/Story whether i like it or not.
If anyone who know's Vik and wants me to take this down ( for any reason, im not really in the right to judge) i will. Just tell me and i will take it down.
I hope you enjoy it as much as i did.
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Al was still in bed when his phone started to vibrate against his wooden nightstand, waking him up to tell him that received a message from his brother at five in the morning. Far too early for his tastes but it was his brother after all. He slowly pulled his arm out of the comfort of his bed and grabbed blindly at his side table before he finally got to his phone and brought it close to his face to see the message.
The message read:

Matt:
Get your ass over here.

With a sigh, the tanned American pulled himself up to sit against the headboard, his bare back against the cool wood causing him to hiss lightly. It was freezing outside as it had finally become winter and unluckily for him, his heater broke so his entire house was freezing besides his bed which remained rather warm. It also seemed as though his bed didn't  want to co-operate so his headboard was still cold. Fuck.

"That's all he wants? .. Really? Ugh, fine." He ran a hand through his hair- which was horribly sticky and sweaty. He made a mental note to take a shower and to eat breakfast in case of morning breath, before heading off to his brothers house. And a quick look under his duvet told him to make sure to take a cold shower before heading out.

He peeled himself out of the warmth and comfort of his bed and trudged over to his bathroom in his pyjama's which only consisted of long pyjama bottoms and unfortunately, no underwear so he was chafing like hell. He had an en suite so it was easier to get to his bathroom when he needed to in 'dire' situations like this. Or if he was just too lazy to go down the hall to his larger bathroom.

Everything was done within half an hour (or maybe an hour, he wasn't counting- he just knew that he needed to get to his brother's soon), he had finished his cold shower- which he actually didn't mind having for once- and dried himself off once he had brushed his teeth. After he was done with that and was sure that he wasn't wet anymore and his breath actually smelled quite good for once, he slowly made his way over to his drawers that held all of his clothes and a few other things.

"I hope to god I actually have some clean clothes.." He mumbled to himself sourly as he had forgotten to wash his dirty clothes for the fourth day in a row. Finally managing to find a clean, plane white T-shirt and some shorts that just went over his knees- wait. God dammit, its winter, he cant wear those?! "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." He swore to no one, his voice slightly echoing in his large empty house.

"Great. Ill just freeze. Well, it is Matt.. He would probably do the same!" He cheerily deducted with a hint of sarcasm. Matt probably wouldn't do the same but the guy was full of weird surprises. With a quick glance at his clock that sat at the side of his bed, he noticed that it had already been half an hour! Matt would probably be pissed if he didn't get there soon. Without a second thought, he pulled his knee-length shorts on (only just remembering to actually put on some Boxer's today) and slipped on his shirt before charging downstairs.