Chapter 2

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((I've decided to continue the story.))

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Ever since last Friday, the Danish idiot and I have been "together" though i refused to accept it or do anything couples would do such as hug or kiss anymore. Berwald had managed to hook up with Tino and as much as i hate it, Emil now has a boyfriend too. That Asian kid. Little brothers been talking a lot more than usual but much to my dismay its always about him. Apparently his name is Leon and he's "super nice" and "hot". He's been sneaking out at night to hang out with him for the past couple of days. Its Friday. again. and surprisingly, Mathias canceled the bar meeting. It was weird but of course there was a catch for me. Instead of hanging out at the bar, Mathias had self-planned to come over to my house.

I sighed and glanced down at my watch, "7:58 PM.... he said 8... knowing him he's going to be here a minute after 8 exactly..." I mumbled to myself. I relaxed on the couch and continued reading my book that I've been studying. If you wanted to know, it was Norse Mythology. As i expected, exactly a minute after 8, there was a knock at the door. I set the book down and got up to get the door, almost immediately after i opened the door i was greeted by a tight, bone-crushing hug from Mathias. I wriggled my way out of his grip and stumbled back "Hej, Luke~!" He cooed with his dorky smile as always, i stepped to the side signalling he could come in to which he did before mumbling a "Hei..." back to him coldly "sit down, i need to check on Emil" I stated, motioning towards the sofa before starting up the stairs to Emil's room. I peaked in and. of course. hes not there. I glanced around to see his window open and his jacket and puffin missing. "He's going to need a shock collar or something, i don't want him leaving at night..." i said walking back downstairs.

On the couch was the Dane, he had managed to turn the TV on and was watching a movie and amazingly he had managed to get himself a beer. From where? I will probably never know. Or want to know. As soon as he heard me walk over to where he was he glanced back and smiled brightly up at me, i blushed slightly and was tugged down to sit down next to him. I growled to myself and relaxed next to him, his arm snaking around my shoulders and pulling me close to him. After about an hour or so of him watching the movie and me reading my book, he smiled at me and leaned over to kiss my cheek. Instinctively, i slapped him across the face. I didn't mean to. Okay that was a lie I've been trying to find an excuse to slap him all night and i finally found one. He whined and pulled away from me "Lukas, why do you hate me?" he asked "Because you're an idiot." i replied coldly. Another 10 minutes passed and his arm managed to find its way back around me, pulling me close to him. I let it slide and cuddled into him earning a smile from the other, I leaned up and planted a soft kiss on his cheek to which he pulled me into an actual kiss. I didn't mind it really until the front door opened. I didn't hear it. It was Emil and he was just standing there watching Mathias and I kiss for 2 minutes before we pulled away for air and acknowledged him.

"Hej Emil!" i heard the Dane great, i looked over and all i see is Emil with the most mortified look ever on his face before he dashed up the stairs to his room with his puffin following close behind. I mumbled to myself, shifting around to get up and apologize but was stopped by Mathias pulling me back into another kiss. I tried pulling away but couldn't bring myself to it so we spent another good couple of minutes kissing before i felt the idiot wrap his arms around my waist and pull me closer to him. I pulled away, my face burning but he refused to let go of me. We sat like that for a while, Mathias slowly pulling me onto his lap whilst kissing my neck every so often. I could tell he was trying to seduce me. It wasn't working. It was pissing me off in fact. Again, "instinctively", i slapped him across the face. "Stop. I need to check on Emil." I growled harshly to him, clawing my way out of his grip and walking up stairs to check on my little brother.

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