Snowflake: PruCan

The Next Day

EDIT
THREE FUCKING MONTHS BEFORE I REALIZED THIS FUCKING CHAPTER WASNT FINISHED

I'm so sorry

**no German accents, it hurts me to type it** **short chapter cuz I dont have a lot of time but felt guilty for not writing**

It was the day after Mattie's birthday. The Canadian woke up feeling sore. He looked over at his boyfriend, who was deep asleep.

He took a moment to think about what happened in the night.

They had gotten home late at night, drank a bit of maple flavored liquor, went up the stairs while making out..

"Oh dear lord.."

Gilbert yawned and opened up his eyes. He looked up at his boyfriend, who was looking worried.

"Don't worry babe, you're still a virgin."

Matthew blushed.

"G-Gil.."

"That's okay, you won't be for long."

The Canadian blushed even more, and tried hiding under the blankets.

"Gilbert!"

Gilbert laughed and put an arm around him.

"Ich liebe dich."

"Je t'aime aussi."

"Soo, what do you wanna do today?"

"Wanna make a plan for my brothers party?"

"Doesn't he plan one for himself every year?"

"I told him last year I would do it this year."

"Oh."

Matt stood up and looked back to Gil.

"What did we do last night?"

"A whole lot of sexual stuff. Except for fucking, cuz you said no."

Matt blushed once more and went downstairs. He sat down at the kitchen table to do some planning.

Gilbert had followed and sat in his lap.

"Gilbert, what the hell?"

"So how many people are you going to invite."

The Canadian sighed and wrapped his hands around him.

"I was thinking people generally close to him. I know he likes bigger things, but I also know he's going to value Kiku's personal space thing."

Gilbert snickered.

"Bigger things?"

"I may not remember everything we did last night, but I know for a fact that you were the bottom."

Gilbert sputtered, trying to think of something to say back.

"How do you know?!"

"First of all, you're sitting on my lap. Second of all, you're shirtless and you have a shit ton of hickies on you. Third of all-"

"Okay, okay! You can stop."

"Third of all, you send text jumbles."

"Fuck you."

"No you won't. But I can."

"Where did all this confidence come from?"

"I have social anxiety. I'm okay around you though."

Gilbert spun around so he could face Matthew.

"You better be okay around me, I'm your boyfriend."

"I'm okay around you, I'm not always okay with the stuff you do. You're even worse when you're with Alfred and Matthias."

Gilbert huffed and kissed Matt.

"I have a question."

"What is it?"

"I know what the curl does if you barely touch it, but what if I just yanked it?"

"Gilbert. Do not."

"But assuming I did?"

"Gil it would be a bad idea."

"Bad how?"

"Why do you want to know."

"Because I do."

"Gilbert."

Gil sighed dramatically and leaned against Matt, his head on the Canadian's shoulder.

"Why do you want to know so badly? That and shouldn't you already know because of common sense?"

"I don't have any sense whatsoever. Just tell me."

"Tell me why you want to know first."

Gilbert looked him in the eyes.

"Birdie, as much as I want to deny it, I'm kind of a bottom around you."

"I know that already. We've been together for a few months now."

"Just tell me what would happen."

"Tell me why you want to know so badly."

Gilbert whined, making Matt laugh.

"You already know why I'm asking about the curl, don't you?!"

"Yes."

Matt removed Gilbert from his lap and stood up.

"I need to message my brother about the theme. He usually does the big Fourth of July theme, but since there's going to be less people I wanna see if he wants to do like a normal birthday thing."

Gilbert did not say anything, for he was in shock about the fact he just got moved off of Matthew's lap. Like a betrayed cat.

Matt headed for the stairs. Gil followed and stood in his way.

"Gil, move."

"Nein."

Gilbert snatched Matt's phone and ran upstairs, Matt chasing after him.

Gil stopped at the top and looked down at him.

"I have the high ground now, bitch."

Matt took his phone back and sighed.

"You're such a bottom."

The Canadian turned to walk back downstairs. Gilbert reached forward, pulled his curl, then bolted for the bathroom.

He locked it the moment Matthew ran into the door.

"Unlock this door."

Gilbert was shocked at how low his boyfriend's voice sounded.

'Damn, that's hot.'

He heard Matt walk away, then come back.

"I found a key."

Gilbert panicked as Matt unlocked the door. His last minute decision was to hide behind it.