Matthew Williams didn't normally mess up a mission.
But this time, as he watched the tiny yellow bird fly out the window, he knew he had screwed himself royally.
Now Matthew's stuck passing himself off as a human Gilbird, the beloved pet of the ob...
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My cosplay is done!
When Matthew finally came downstairs, fully dressed, Gilbert was setting down pancakes. Matthew's eyes lit up and he sat at the table, digging in. "Jou're so fucking precious." Gilbert grinned at Matthew's mouth full of pancakes. The Canadian looked up with wide eyes, cheeks glowing pink. He swallowed his food and blinked at the other male. Gilbert chuckled and dug into his own meal. The two finished in silence and then Matthew cleaned up the plates. "Vant to vatch tv?" "Yeah. Sure." "Come on!" Gil took Matthew by the wrist and pulled him into the living room. The two sat on the couch and the albino used the remote to turn some random German action movie on. Matthew didn't understand a word they were saying, but there was something about the language's sound that he liked. "Hey, Gil?" "Ja?" "Can you teach me German sometime?" "Sure!" Gilbert's arm dropped onto Matthew's shoulders. "Vhat do jou vant to know?" "I don't know. Anything, really." "Okay." Gil smiled. "Ich liebe dich." "What." "Say it." "Ich liebe dich." Matthew said, mouth trying its best to mimic the other male's. "A little veak, but jou didn't sound half bad." "What did I say?" Gilbert leaned in close, mouth curled upward in a smirk. "Je t'aime.~" "Why-" Matthew was cut off when Gilbert laid his lips on his, kissing him softly. The blond felt his heart beating ten times as fast and his arms were covered in goosebumps. He pulled away, breathing heavily in panic. "Is somezhing vrong?" "I think I'm having a stroke." "Vhat??!!" Gilbert's eyes widened. "A stroke...or a heart attack...I don't know! Call an ambulance! No wait...don't...the hospital is not a good place to b-" Gilbert put his hand on Matthew's shoulder. "Hey, relax a little. Jou're okay. I just startled jou. I'm sorry." Gilbert pulled away, scratching his neck nervously. His cheeks were red and his eyes drifted to the floor. "We interrupt this program to bring an emergency news bulletin." A woman on the tv spoke up, cutting their moment off. "The American military has launched an attack on Mexico as well as Brazil. The reasons for these attacks are unknown, however, those in other South American countries and possibly Greenland and Canada should keep a watchful eye out for any suspicious activity." "No." Matthew muttered. "Nonononono." "Mattie?" Gilbert reached his hand out to him but Matthew got up from the couch and ran across the living room to the stairs. He vaulted up them and shot into Gilbert's room, collapsing in a ball on his bed. "Nonononono." It had begun already. Matthew couldn't stand this. He wasn't prepared. He needed to find those documents quickly. "Mattie?" Gilbert stepped into the room, concern plastered on his face. "Vhat's vrong?" Matthew didn't respond. Gilbert curled up at his side and engulfed him in his arms. "Look, if zhis is about zhe kiss, I'm really sorry. I didn't vant to hurt jou. I'll ask next time." Matthew clung onto the front of Gilbert's shirt. He just needed some sort of comfort so help himself forget the pain of what was happening. "Gil...." "Ja?" "I love you." He had never spoken these words with more sincerity before. He loved Gilbert Bielshmidt with everything he had. "I love jou too." "Really?" "Ja." Matthew smiled. He felt so light and free. It was a great contrast to how he had been only a few moments before. "Is zhere anyzhing I can do to make jou feel better?" "You could...." Matthew pushed away just a little. "You could kiss me again." "Really?" "Yeah." Gilbert grinned, eyes lighting up like little, red stars. Their colour said stop but their shine said go. He cupped Matthew's face with his hands and pulled their faces together. This kiss was way better than the last. Sure, his heart was still beating out of his chest and his body was going out of control, but now that he knew what those feelings meant, he could fully enjoy them. This wasn't fear. It was infatuation. When they pulled away, Matthew had tears in his eyes. "Birdie?" Gilbert wiped at the tears, nervous. Matthew only laughed softly and pulled Gilbert over so he was above him. He tugged the German back down to kiss him again. And again. He couldn't get enough of this. He probably never would.
