Mein Vögelchen

Fourteen

"Omg who did your contour?"
It's my fukkin face, Janet.

Matthew woke up with a dry mouth and a scattered mind. Gilbert wasn't beside him and he didn't know what time it was.
He didn't know where his glasses were either.
After feeling around, he found them between the pillows. He put them on and took a look at the clock.
It was noon, which meant he had slept for only an hour or two. He stretched himself out, wondering where Gilbert had gone.
Matthew crawled out of bed and stumbled across the carpet, feeling like his body wasn't in his control.
His number one weak spot was probably how he acted when he got up from a nap. He just couldn't think straight.
He somehow made it all the way down the stairs without tripping and started toward the kitchen to get some water. However, he halted when he heard voices.
"I don't care if he's sleeping. Get him."
Matthew remembered that Gilbert's brother was supposed to be coming over today. That must have been his voice.
"Luddy, don't be so harsh." There was another voice in there too; a much higher one, accented with an Italian lilt.
"I don't vant to vake him. He got startled by zhe news earlier." Gilbert's voice was about as clear as it usually was. And by that, Matthew meant it was squeaky and filled with extra effects.
"Who gets startled by zhe news?"
"Excuse me, but did jou even sit down und listen to it? America's doing vhat our country did a shit ton of years ago!"
Matthew swallowed hard. He didn't want this conversation to continue anymore. He stepped into the room, stretching his arms out and pretending to be the oblivious self he had been a few moments before.
"Mattie!" Gilbert smiled as if he hadn't just been talking about the destruction of the Western Hemisphere.
"Is this your brother?" Matthew asked through a yawn that wasn't actually faked.
"Ja! Luddy, zhis is Matthew. Mattie, zhis is Ludwig und his boyfriend Feliciano."
"You can just call me Feli." The brunet beside Ludwig insisted. He looked a lot like...
"Are you related to Lovino at all?"
"Sí! He's my Fratello!"
"I thought so. You look alike."
"Are jou hungry at all?" Gilbert asked as Matthew sat down at the kitchen island beside him and across from Ludwig and Feli.
"A little." Matthew admitted. He had been sleeping for so long and his stomach was growling faintly.
"I'll get jou somezhing." Gilbert got up and went to the cupboards to find some snacks.
"So, Matthew," Ludwig started. "How did jou und Gilbert meet?"
"Oh...uhm..." Matthew didn't know how much Gilbert told his brother, but he hoped it wasn't much. He tried to think of a common enough excuse to use.
"We met...online..."
"Really? I zhought jou deleted all jour online dating sites because jou kept meeting freaks." Ludwig turned to his brother.
Oh shit.
"Oh...haha vell..." Gilbert pulled a bag of chips from the top shelf and set it on the kitchen island. "Ve met on Instagram, actually."
Matthew didn't even have Instagram. He really hoped Ludwig didn't try to follow him.
"Yeah. Instagram."
Was that the one with the dog filters?
"He's actually Francis's cousin...so I followed him randomly und...vell...just look at how cute he is!" Gilbert pinched Matthew's cheek lightly. The Canadian's expression melted into a warm smile.
"Hmmm..." Ludwig wasn't as easy to lie to as Gilbert. Gilbert left openings and didn't ask questions that couldn't be answered with something close to the truth.
But his brother could very well be the downfall of Matthew's plans.
He had to find those documents quick.
Or else his cover would be blown.