Hetalia Kink meme part 15

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Of course, Ivan had only known him for about five seconds, and much of that time had been spent yelling in terror at Ivan.

“Nor will I hurt him,” Ivan said. He glanced in the direction the friendly Frenchman had gone. “Your boyfriend is interesting.”

“He's not my boyfriend,” Matthew said quickly. “Not really. I mean, there was one night after a pretty crazy party, but that was all. He treats everyone like that.”

Ivan raised an eyebrow, and Matthew blushed. For some reason, a blush suited Matthew better than it did Alfred. Yet that just made it all the cuter when Al did it.

“Don't get me wrong,” Matthew said. “I'm not a partier. That was the only one I've been to. And, you know, peer pressure, lots of beer and pot lying around, lots of dorm rooms and empty beds, and Francis is the way he is...”

Ivan blinked. He thought back to the first time he had met Alfred, how the boy had spilled his story within moments of meeting Ivan. Apparently there was something in their genes that caused that. “I was not judging you. Does he treat Al that way?”

“Oh.” Matthew's smile returned, blush fading. “Al can't stand him.”

“Good.” He couldn't help but notice that Matthew had neglected to actually answer the question, though.

“It was the same night...” Matthew looked down at his feet with a bashful look. “Francis followed me home, and we were so wasted we ended up in Al's room by mistake, and crashed on his bed. And he doesn't usually bother turning on the light when he comes home from the bar and goes to bed...”

Ivan smirked. “I see.”

“It didn't help that Francis said something about being the meat in a Jones sandwich...”

“That's lovely.”

Matthew, looking embarrassed again, finally stopped his story telling. Ivan idly wondered if it was him. People did have a tendency to spill their guts around him.

“Well... well it was nice to finally meet you,” Matthew said.

The word 'finally' amused Ivan, considering they hadn't been together all that long. Just how much had Alfred been talking about him? “And you as well.”

“Hey, look! It's my two favorite guys!” Alfred, carrying a large paper soda cup, strolled over. He was grinning broadly at them. “Whatcha talking about? Hmm?”

“Not you,” Matthew said.

It was interesting, being able to compare them side-by-side. Matthew almost looked smaller and shorter, though Ivan could tell they were the same size. It was all in his posture and bearing.

“Sure, sure. And what are you doing here, anyway?” Alfred asked between sips.

“Waiting for you. This is where you said you were going.” Matthew tugged something out of his pocket and held it up. A wallet.

Alfred peered closer at it, confused. Then he tugged his own wallet out and flipped through it. He laughed. “Oh! Oops.” The brothers exchanged wallets. “Well, not like it matters, I could use your ID. Oh, you want me to pay you back for the drink?”

Matthew shook his head. “Have fun on your date. Bye, Ivan.”

Ivan nodded. “Goodbye.” He eyed Alfred, who was sidling closer now that his brother was gone. “Forgot to mention you were twins, hm?”

“Did I?” Alfred scratched his head. “I can't imagine why I would do that.” He paused, grin somehow managing to grow bigger. “What'd you do? You didn't kiss him, did you?”

“No,” Ivan said, realizing it may very well be a good thing Francis had been there. “Just threatened a friend of his who was being overly friendly with him. But I would have done that even if I had known that was Matthew.”

Alfred grimaced. “Ugh. Francis?”

“That's him.”

“Great. If you had any idea how I met that creep...”

Ivan patted Alfred's shoulder. “Your brother is a big boy. So I was thinking-”

“Let's go to the park,” Alfred said.

Oh. Well, dinner and dancing could wait. Better if it was when Alfred had the night off rather than the day, anyway. “All right.”

A quick car ride later, and the pair found themselves at the edge of the city's biggest park. Alfred looked giddy with delight, and almost immediately hurried toward the nearest pile of leaves to kick. And Ivan smiled after him, trying to think about how endearing it was rather than the age difference that separated them. Alfred wasn't a child, and would still be just as sweet and enthusiastic in ten years. When Ivan would be... well. Ten years older.