Syrup & Beer

Chapter 3 - What Did We Do?

Matthew's POV

I - once again - woke up to the sun shining through the thin, light curtains of the guest room in Gilbert's house with the difference that Ben and Ella weren't at my bed this time.
I felt like I had dreamed something important.
I sat up and noticed my huuuge headache. That was definitely too much strong aquavit.
I was still dressed in my shirt and my black now-not-so-fine trousers.
After getting my glasses on I went to the shower without realizing that I couldn't wear my stinky white shirt again.

While I felt the warm water running down my aching neck and back as I tried to remember my dream:

I'm pretty sure that I smelled raspberry beer and a certain aux de toilet in my dream, but why?
Well anyway there were flowers and trees, I definitely remember maple trees, oaks and -
Several kinds of cornflowers, I think.
I was going somewhere without a destination when I saw someone lying in the grass beneath the flowers in the sun.
After that I only remember that I rested my head on the person's belly and stayed like this.
In peace.

What a weird dream, I probably shouldn't waste too much thought on it. But still...

I got out of the shower only to notice that I know didn't have anything to wear.

Dammit Mattie you idiot, what the floof are you gonna do?

I dried myself with the towel and put my dirty boxers on (they weren't too dirty don't worry) and wrapped the towel around my waist. It was too small to cover my whole body. I hesitantly left the bathroom and texted Lovi if he could pick me up.

He didn't answer immediately but I decided to wait.
10 minutes later and he still didn't answer.
20 minutes later and still: no answer.

I saw no other option than going downstairs hoping that Ben or Heinrich would be there. I slowly approached the kitchen and indeed: there were people. But it was neither Benedikt nor Heinrich but rather a brown-haired teenage girl I didn't know and Gilbert with his yellow Bird on his head. When I realized it was them I turned around immediately to go upstairs again, but too late.

"Bir- Mattie? Is it you?"

I cleared my throat in embarrassment "Y- yes, Gilbert?" I slowly approached the kitchen again.

"Do you want to eat something? You must be starving, we still have leftovers from yesterday."

"That would be nice but I think I might have a different problem." I now stood in the kitchen for both of them to see me.

"OH. MY. GOD. PAPA what the HECK is Matthew doing NAKED in our kitchen? What the fuck!" The Teenager screamed and ran out of the kitchen, hiding her face from me.

"Uh-uhm" I gulped. I didn't mean to scare her off. "Sorry 'bout that, eh?"

"It's fine, she's a teen after all. She once walked in on Luddy and Feli making out. She slept traumatized in my bed that night. She was younger back then though" He chuckled but looked at the ground, seemingly trying to hide his face. "Also this was Saxony or Tilda, you might have seen her yesterday. She was the one standing pissed beneath her twin brother because she only got one glass of champagne and no other alcohol. Bad things happen when she drinks."

"I'm not sure, but uh- anyways I hate to ask but could I maybe get some clothes? My shirt is stinky and I'd also need trousers if you don't mind."

"Of course I don't, just let me get something real quick, I just ironed some clothes." With that he went out of the room, still not looking into my face.

Gilbert's POV

Damn. Damn. Damn. He's hot.
Gilbert calm down.
I knew I had a giant blush across my face.
It should be illegal to have such a slim and sexy body. Did he wear anything underneath? Great. I know what I'm going to dream about for the next month. Focus Gil, you shouldn't take too long to get some stupid pieces of clothing, he'll think you're weird.