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angel_gidgetTitle: Best Kept Non-Secret
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Rating: G
Word Count: 390
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Request forgeministar01, Canada's drunkenness makes him affectionate. His brother is the recipient.
"Al... you know how some secrets aren't really secrets, but they're almost secrets because nobody ever talks about them?"
Alfred sighed. He'd forgotten how much Mat just... talked after he'd had a few. He normally thought of his twin as being quiet, good friends with the woodwork, if you would. It wasn't that Matthew was suddenly loud or obnoxious or angry, or any of those clearly bad things some people got when they were drunk...
It was just suddenly strange. Because he talked. And invaded personal space. Like he was doing now.
Matt was peering really close, almost nose to nose, but still squinting as if he couldn't quite see Alfred clearly.
"Okay, Mattie. What about secrets that aren't secrets that nobody every talks about?"
"I've got one."
"Ah."
Matt looked suddenly upset. Offended, it would seem, that Alfred wasn't begging to know what it was. Like he'd predicted his brother wrong.
It wasn't that Alfred didn't want to know what Matt was going to say. It was just that he was quite confident that Matt would say it within the next five minutes without any help.
"I should tell you. Arthur should tell you too, but he thinks it really is a secret... not one of those things that shouldn't be a secret."
At least... Alfred hoped Matt would tell him in the next five minutes. 'Cause now he wanted to know.
"And Francis... well, Francis tells everybody, but not quite the way that really lets you know... y'know?"
All of a sudden, Mattie's arms were around his shoulders, and he seemed to be almost nuzzling his arm. It wasn't that surprising. He always did get more comfortable talking about Francis. He figured that there was some sort of psychology to it, thoughts of Francis making Mattie think of his childhood in the back of his head and all that.
"Alright Matt, I give up. What is it?"
Matt grabbed his head in what was clearly meant to be a big hug, but felt to Al a little more like a chokehold. Matthew hummed to himself before letting his twin go and looking him once more (and a little too closely) in the eye.
"I love you."
It was then that Matthew smiled. And hiccuped.
Alfred returned the hug and turned it into half-carry to take his brother home.
f.i.n.
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Rating: G
Word Count: 390
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Request for
geministar01, Canada's drunkenness makes him affectionate. His brother is the recipient."Al... you know how some secrets aren't really secrets, but they're almost secrets because nobody ever talks about them?"
Alfred sighed. He'd forgotten how much Mat just... talked after he'd had a few. He normally thought of his twin as being quiet, good friends with the woodwork, if you would. It wasn't that Matthew was suddenly loud or obnoxious or angry, or any of those clearly bad things some people got when they were drunk...
It was just suddenly strange. Because he talked. And invaded personal space. Like he was doing now.
Matt was peering really close, almost nose to nose, but still squinting as if he couldn't quite see Alfred clearly.
"Okay, Mattie. What about secrets that aren't secrets that nobody every talks about?"
"I've got one."
"Ah."
Matt looked suddenly upset. Offended, it would seem, that Alfred wasn't begging to know what it was. Like he'd predicted his brother wrong.
It wasn't that Alfred didn't want to know what Matt was going to say. It was just that he was quite confident that Matt would say it within the next five minutes without any help.
"I should tell you. Arthur should tell you too, but he thinks it really is a secret... not one of those things that shouldn't be a secret."
At least... Alfred hoped Matt would tell him in the next five minutes. 'Cause now he wanted to know.
"And Francis... well, Francis tells everybody, but not quite the way that really lets you know... y'know?"
All of a sudden, Mattie's arms were around his shoulders, and he seemed to be almost nuzzling his arm. It wasn't that surprising. He always did get more comfortable talking about Francis. He figured that there was some sort of psychology to it, thoughts of Francis making Mattie think of his childhood in the back of his head and all that.
"Alright Matt, I give up. What is it?"
Matt grabbed his head in what was clearly meant to be a big hug, but felt to Al a little more like a chokehold. Matthew hummed to himself before letting his twin go and looking him once more (and a little too closely) in the eye.
"I love you."
It was then that Matthew smiled. And hiccuped.
Alfred returned the hug and turned it into half-carry to take his brother home.
f.i.n.
