Prucan OneShots (Requests are open)

Dead inside

Your family has been fighting, and its been draining you for so long, and you say you can't feel anything, and I know you're annoyed with me but I won't give up on you.

Matthew left the house, the voices of his parents yelling followed him down the alley way.
He opened up his phone, and texted his boyfriend.

"Hey Gil."

A few seconds later there was a response.

"Hey Birdie, What's up?"

"Can you meet me at the train station?"

"Parents ?"

"Yeah."

It took twelve minutes for Matthew to make it to the abandoned train station, Gilbert was already there sense he lived closer.
The white haired male, smiled when he saw his lover, holding his arms out to hug the male.

Matthew backed away from the hug.
"Don't, please."
His red hood was up, like a shield almost, protecting him, making him invisible.

"What do you want to do?" Gilbert said, a little deflated.

"I don't know." Matthew said.
Gilbert, nodded, holding his hand out for the other male. Hesitate, the other took it.

They walked to an abandoned factory, climbing to the roof, they laid on top of it, looking at the stars.

"Where's Alfred?"
"He left."
"He what?"
"Yeah, can we not talk about it." It was not a suggestion.
"You can't hold it in."
"I'm not."
"Mattie."
"Gil just stop!" The blonde almost yelled, he pulled his hood a little more, moving his back away from the male.
Matthew was frustrated and annoyed with every damn thing, even the Nightingales song was annoying him.

"Mattie." The red-eyed male said softly, reaching to touch his lovers shoulder, the other flinched away.

"Don't shut me out. Please."
The teen with glasses didn't say anything, The Prussian sighed, looking around the area until he saw a stairwell that still had glass on the windows.

"Hey, Mattie."
There was a grunt in response.
"Let's break some glass."
The idea was tempting to the younger male, it got him to sit up, looking at his boyfriend who was holding two stones.

The two gathered up as many stones as they could find. Matthew began throwing, breaking part of the brick even. Gilbert was a little afraid.

Then his boyfriend ran up to the building and began punching the brick, and breaking what glass that was left. Gilbert ran to hold his boyfriend back, knowing damn well his knuckles could be bleeding now. It was little help though, the teen tried kicking the small structure if he couldn't land a bunch. Then he fell to his knees, sobbing.

"Mattie." Gilbert said softly, the Canadian, looked at his lover for a second before throwing himself onto the male, crying harder.

Gilbert hugged back, they stayed like that for few minutes until they heard police sirens, then they bolted to Gilbert's house. Where they interrupted a make-out session between Ludwig and Felicia.

"MIOS DIOS Matthew you're hands!" The Italian girl said in shock, rushing to the first aid kit.

After the girl fixed the male teen up, Matthew crawled into Gilbert's bed, dead inside. He began crying again the pain in his knuckles was all he could feel.

"Matthew." Gilbert said, walking into the room, throwing his leather jacket aside.
"I love you." He said snuggling up to his lover, the other clinging to his lovers Prussian blue shirt.

"I'm so tired Gil."
"I know, I know."

Matthew fell asleep in Gilbert's arm.
The male playing with his lovers blonde hair. Angry, it had been six months since he had his happy Birdie with him.
His parents didn't even notice. (Assholes.)
He'd give his lover time to heal, time to get better, and have a nice chat with his parents. For now though, he held his lover following him into sleep.