❣EduarMatt/Mattuardo Oneshots❣

Devils - Crisis AU! EduarMatt [part 1]

Requested by: akiraproduktions

Y e a h   so I'm just gonna attempt to make a 'depressing/thrilling' plot. Good luck to myself 😩👊💦💦💦. Also, I have a bit of writer's block at the moment, but I really wanna post a lot of oneshots in this book today. So, be warned, this might turn out badly. Btw, this will have multiple parts. Y'know, like a story.

Btw, in this, Jon is alive!

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3rd Person POV:

"Ugh, I can't believe that I'm stuck here with you two." Eduardo whined, Matt frowning. "Same to you, Edward!" "That's not even my name, dumb-ass." Matt huffed and crossed his arms, sitting down on the floor. Tom noticed the tension in the room, so he left to look for supplies.

The males had been running from Red Army soldiers, leading them to an abandoned hospital. During that time, they lost their friends, other than Tom. Now, Matt, Eduardo, and Tom were stuck with each other for awhile. The two were silent, Eduardo searching the area for anything useful. He made a mental note to look for Mark, Jon, and Todd later.

Matt sighed from across the room, then spoke up. "...This place is kinda creepy." Eduardo opened a cabinet, finding some food supplies. "Yeah, but there's probably a lot of good stuff here." Eduardo replied, opening and eating a chocolate protein bar. "Hey, can I have some?" Matt asked, hearing the crunching of the wrapper. Eduardo rolled his eyes, chuckling.

"Why would I give any of my food to you?" Eduardo inquired. "...Because I'm hungry, and now that you're stuck here with me and Tom, we have to act like a team." Matt explained, standing up and walking over to the diet Cola addict. "We're not part of a team. Find your own food, freeloader." Eduardo said coldly, gathering the rest of the food into his arms and leaving the room.

Matt scoffed, then started looking for either food or Tom. What Matt found was Tom, who was inspecting a container of pills. "Did'ya find anything?" Matt queried, his ocean blue orbs quickly scanning the room. "No, not really. That jerk found the food and just decided to let us starve." Tom responded, setting the container of pills down on a shelf. Matt hummed, thinking.

"...When he's asleep, we could try to steal it from him." Tom shook his head. "Nah. I bet there's more food in this place somewhere, we just haven't looked hard enough." Tom walked around the room, opening drawers and cabinets. He seemed very resourceful. Matt nodded, then left the room to continue his search for food. It took a bit, maybe around 45 minutes, but Matt found a few bags of chips in a vending machine.

Of course, he had to break the glass to get them. Consequently, Matt got a small cut on his hand. He hissed, holding the hand to his chest as the blood started to drip. Eduardo must've heard this occur, because he came into the room.

"What's going on?" Eduardo asked, cocking a brow at the scene. Matt turned his head to look at Eduardo, then looked away. "Why would you care?" Matt replied harshly.

Eduardo came closer, gently taking Matt's wrist into his hands. The ginger blushed from the physical contact, and Eduardo saw the wound. "Ah, that's what's wrong. Stay here." Eduardo instructed, letting go of Matt's wrist and heading off. Matt watched him leave, then waited until he returned. Eduardo took Matt's wrist again, then dabbed a wet rag on Matt's cut.

"Ow-!" "Hang on a minute." Matt did as he was told, then Eduardo set a large bandage over the cut. The male gazed at his work, then released Matt's wrist. He set the supplies he used down on a nearby wooden table. "...Why'd you do that?" Eduardo paused for a moment.

"...N-no reason, it's just that- uhm-" Eduardo's cheeks turned a red hue, and he looked away. "Forget it, this never happened, okay?" Eduardo told the confused ginger before taking one of the bags of chips. "But- hey, those are mine and Tom's!" Eduardo popped the bag open, then started eating the chips.

"Eww. Stale." "Of course they're stale! This hospital has probably been abandoned for weeks by now!" Matt took the two remaining bags of chips, frowning. "Fine. If you take our food, we get to take yours too!" Eduardo shrugged. "It's shitty anyway, so you might as well." Matt opened his mouth to say something, but shut it.

"...So... what now?" Eduardo questioned, still munching on the chips. "Now... I feel thirsty. We should look for water." Matt suggested. "...We?" "We." "...Alright, alright." Matt smiled, then started walking away. "Wait up!" Eduardo caught up to Matt, walking alongside him.

"...Eduardo..." "Yeah?" "What do you think your friends are doing right now?" Eduardo thought about it, feeling a pang of guilt for not searching for them sooner. "...Mark's pretty smart, so I think that they're all gonna be just fine." Eduardo mused, a small grin on his face. Matt watched him curiously, then Eduardo noticed and went red-faced. "Wh-what're you staring at?!" Matt laughed. "You, I guess." Eduardo's breath hitched.

"Stop flirting with me!" Now it was Matt's turn to become flustered. "I'm-I'm not flirting with you!" "Then what was that?!" "Nothing! I just had a short moment of realization!" Eduardo stopped walking, Matt doing the same. "Realization of what?" Matt smirked. "I realized that you actually do care for your friends, but you hide it behind your tough-guy attitude."

Eduardo nearly went feral from that, knowing that it was true. "Liar! C'mon, let's stop talking about this, we're wasting time!" Matt shrugged, sending Eduardo a smug look before continuing to walk through the hospital. Eduardo followed, looking down at the ground to hide his blushing face. Matt soon started to hum quietly, calming both himself and Eduardo down. It was nice for a long while, but Matt gasped, ending their quiet time.

"Oh my god!"

Eduardo looked up, getting into a fighting stance. Then, he saw Matt hugging a fluffy teddy bear. "It's so cute!" Matt squealed, Eduardo getting out of his fighting position. "Jesus, did you have to scare me like that?" Eduardo grumbled, walking over. Matt giggled, comparing the bear to Eduardo.

"It looks just like you!" "No it doesn't!" "Oh, I'm going to name him 'Mini-Eduardo'!" Matt responded, ignoring Eduardo's pessimism. Eduardo's face reddened. "Isn't that a bit... weird?" "...How? If it looks like you, then it's your stuffed-animal son." "I-it's not my son!" Matt pet the stuffed-bear's head. "Don't listen to your father, he's just scared to be a parent." Matt told the stuffed-bear, Eduardo crossing his arms.

(To be continued!)