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The familiar knock sounded at Matthew's window and he grinned, walking over to open it. He was met with Alfred's smiling face, looking brighter than usual.
"Matt, dude, you gotta come see this! It's a meteor shower!" Alfred exclaimed, his eyes filled with delight.
Matthew quickly climbed out of his window and onto the roof, turning his head to the sky. He and Alfred came out here almost every night, but never before had something like this happened. As Matthew gazed at the small sliver of sky between the two roofs, he could see stars shooting across it, sparkling and lighting up the sky.
"Oh wow." He breathed, his mouth hanging open slightly.
"C'mon, let's get a better view." Alfred grinned, scooting closer to the edge of the roof.
"Alfred, it's a high drop! Let's just use our front doors."
"But what if we wake up our parents? Plus, this is much more fun!" Alfred said, his legs hanging off of the roof.
"You're going to break your legs." Matthew stated, worry filling his eyes.
"Don't worry bro! I'm going to hang off the roof with my hands so it won't be as bad. Just watch, I'll be fine." Alfred smiled, turning around and slowly lowering himself off of the roof. Matthew watched him, chewing on his bottom lip as Alfred dangled by his hands. Soon he let go, landing on the ground with a thud. Matthew quickly scooted over to the ledge, glancing over and breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Alfred's grinning face.
"See? That wasn't bad. Now your turn." Alfred said, looking up at the Canadian.
"N-no, it's too high up." Matthew said, swallowing as he eyed the ground below.
"Don't worry, I'll catch you!" Alfred reassured, opening his arms to demonstrate.
Matthew sighed, knowing Alfred would tease and taunt him until he came down. He knew it would be pointless to resist. Plus, he really wanted to see the meteor shower, and knew they were just wasting time.
"O-okay. You better catch me." Matthew said before he turned around and let himself dangle off of the roof. He closed his eyes and let go, soon feeling himself hit a warm body and strong arms wrap around him. His feet hit the ground and he lost his balance, but the body behind him kept him steady.
"See? Told you I'd catch you!" Alfred exclaimed, his head close to Matthew's ear. Matthew was suddenly blushing at their closeness and pushed himself away.
"T-thanks, Al."
"No problem. Now c'mon, let's go into my backyard and lie down." Alfred said, moving to open the fence that lead to his backyard, holding it open for Matthew. The Canadian stepped onto the property, keeping his head tilted to the sky as he watched the falling stars.
"Let's lie in the grass." Alfred said, guiding Matthew over to a spot and pushing him down. Matthew laid flat on his back and watched as Alfred laid down next to him, before returning his gaze back to the sky.
"There are so many." Matthew murmured, his voice full of wonder.
"Yeah. Hey, we should make a wish!" Alfred smiled brightly, keeping his eyes on the sky. Soon enough the American closed his eyes, mumbling something under his breath, making his wish.
Matthew blinked up at the stars, wondering what he should wish for. His life was good; he had loving parents, did well in school, and had the best friend in the whole world. The only thing was that he still hadn't told Alfred he was gay yet. The only people who knew were his parents and Katyusha. Maybe he should wish for the courage to tell the American.
Matthew sighed, closing his eyes as he thought of his wish, wondering if it would come true. He murmured it under his breath and opened his eyes, only to be met with Alfred's bright blue ones.
"What'd ya wish for?" The American asked, smiling widely.
"I can't tell you, otherwise it won't come true." Matthew replied, smiling a little at the other's expression.
"Oh come on! I wanna know! Can't you tell me?" Alfred whined, rolling over onto his stomach.
"Nope. I want it to come true." Matthew responded, and Alfred pouted playfully.
"I won't tell anyone. Just tell me!"
Matthew laughed and shook his head. "No way."
"Maybe I'll just have to force it out of you then!" Alfred grinned mischievously, and before Matthew could question it, Alfred's fingers were under his arms, tickling him furiously.
"Ah! St-stop!" Matthew laughed loudly, squirming and flailing; trying to escape Alfred's merciless fingers.
"Not until you tell me!" Alfred said, laughing along with Matthew.
The whole thing felt very nostalgic to Matthew. Alfred had tickled him all the time when they were younger, but it had been a while since anything like this had happened. It felt nice. It was a chance to ignore the fact that both he and Alfred were growing up, and wouldn't feel like playing like this anymore. Right now they could ignore the rest of the world and just focus on being kids again.
"Stop!" Matthew giggled, finally getting up on his feet and running away from Alfred.
"Get back here and tell me!" Alfred called, getting on his feet as well to chase after Matthew. The Canadian squealed and ran, circling around Alfred's backyard, trying to escape him. He knew it would be pointless in the end; Alfred would catch him eventually. He did play football after all.
Just as Matthew thought, he could soon hear Alfred right on his heels, and it wasn't long before a body collided with his from behind, arms wrapping around him to keep him in place as they both fell to the ground with a thud. Alfred quickly pinned the Canadian with his body, laughing loudly.
"Got you!" He crowed between fits of laughter, and Matthew couldn't help but laugh as well.
"Shh! Your dad's gonna hear us." Matthew giggled, squirming beneath Alfred.
"Naw. I swear he's starting to go deaf!"
"Maybe because you talk so loud all the time." Matthew pointed out, smiling brightly.
"I do not!" Alfred said loudly, and Matthew just shook his head, a chuckle escaping his lips.
Alfred rolled off of the other, sticking out his tongue childishly. Matthew stuck out his own tongue and smiled, turning over to watch the sky again. Alfred did the same, moving onto his back and pillowing his arms behind his head.
They laid that way for a while, and Matthew suddenly remembered it was a school night.
"Oh crap! We should get to bed, we have school in the morning." He said, standing up.
Alfred's eyes went wide and he cursed. "I totally forgot! Yeah, c'mon, let's go." He said, standing as well and moving to the fence, opening it. Matthew followed behind, cursing himself for not remembering sooner. Both of them would be dead tired tomorrow.
Matthew couldn't help but think it was worth it.
"Matt, dude, you gotta come see this! It's a meteor shower!" Alfred exclaimed, his eyes filled with delight.
Matthew quickly climbed out of his window and onto the roof, turning his head to the sky. He and Alfred came out here almost every night, but never before had something like this happened. As Matthew gazed at the small sliver of sky between the two roofs, he could see stars shooting across it, sparkling and lighting up the sky.
"Oh wow." He breathed, his mouth hanging open slightly.
"C'mon, let's get a better view." Alfred grinned, scooting closer to the edge of the roof.
"Alfred, it's a high drop! Let's just use our front doors."
"But what if we wake up our parents? Plus, this is much more fun!" Alfred said, his legs hanging off of the roof.
"You're going to break your legs." Matthew stated, worry filling his eyes.
"Don't worry bro! I'm going to hang off the roof with my hands so it won't be as bad. Just watch, I'll be fine." Alfred smiled, turning around and slowly lowering himself off of the roof. Matthew watched him, chewing on his bottom lip as Alfred dangled by his hands. Soon he let go, landing on the ground with a thud. Matthew quickly scooted over to the ledge, glancing over and breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Alfred's grinning face.
"See? That wasn't bad. Now your turn." Alfred said, looking up at the Canadian.
"N-no, it's too high up." Matthew said, swallowing as he eyed the ground below.
"Don't worry, I'll catch you!" Alfred reassured, opening his arms to demonstrate.
Matthew sighed, knowing Alfred would tease and taunt him until he came down. He knew it would be pointless to resist. Plus, he really wanted to see the meteor shower, and knew they were just wasting time.
"O-okay. You better catch me." Matthew said before he turned around and let himself dangle off of the roof. He closed his eyes and let go, soon feeling himself hit a warm body and strong arms wrap around him. His feet hit the ground and he lost his balance, but the body behind him kept him steady.
"See? Told you I'd catch you!" Alfred exclaimed, his head close to Matthew's ear. Matthew was suddenly blushing at their closeness and pushed himself away.
"T-thanks, Al."
"No problem. Now c'mon, let's go into my backyard and lie down." Alfred said, moving to open the fence that lead to his backyard, holding it open for Matthew. The Canadian stepped onto the property, keeping his head tilted to the sky as he watched the falling stars.
"Let's lie in the grass." Alfred said, guiding Matthew over to a spot and pushing him down. Matthew laid flat on his back and watched as Alfred laid down next to him, before returning his gaze back to the sky.
"There are so many." Matthew murmured, his voice full of wonder.
"Yeah. Hey, we should make a wish!" Alfred smiled brightly, keeping his eyes on the sky. Soon enough the American closed his eyes, mumbling something under his breath, making his wish.
Matthew blinked up at the stars, wondering what he should wish for. His life was good; he had loving parents, did well in school, and had the best friend in the whole world. The only thing was that he still hadn't told Alfred he was gay yet. The only people who knew were his parents and Katyusha. Maybe he should wish for the courage to tell the American.
Matthew sighed, closing his eyes as he thought of his wish, wondering if it would come true. He murmured it under his breath and opened his eyes, only to be met with Alfred's bright blue ones.
"What'd ya wish for?" The American asked, smiling widely.
"I can't tell you, otherwise it won't come true." Matthew replied, smiling a little at the other's expression.
"Oh come on! I wanna know! Can't you tell me?" Alfred whined, rolling over onto his stomach.
"Nope. I want it to come true." Matthew responded, and Alfred pouted playfully.
"I won't tell anyone. Just tell me!"
Matthew laughed and shook his head. "No way."
"Maybe I'll just have to force it out of you then!" Alfred grinned mischievously, and before Matthew could question it, Alfred's fingers were under his arms, tickling him furiously.
"Ah! St-stop!" Matthew laughed loudly, squirming and flailing; trying to escape Alfred's merciless fingers.
"Not until you tell me!" Alfred said, laughing along with Matthew.
The whole thing felt very nostalgic to Matthew. Alfred had tickled him all the time when they were younger, but it had been a while since anything like this had happened. It felt nice. It was a chance to ignore the fact that both he and Alfred were growing up, and wouldn't feel like playing like this anymore. Right now they could ignore the rest of the world and just focus on being kids again.
"Stop!" Matthew giggled, finally getting up on his feet and running away from Alfred.
"Get back here and tell me!" Alfred called, getting on his feet as well to chase after Matthew. The Canadian squealed and ran, circling around Alfred's backyard, trying to escape him. He knew it would be pointless in the end; Alfred would catch him eventually. He did play football after all.
Just as Matthew thought, he could soon hear Alfred right on his heels, and it wasn't long before a body collided with his from behind, arms wrapping around him to keep him in place as they both fell to the ground with a thud. Alfred quickly pinned the Canadian with his body, laughing loudly.
"Got you!" He crowed between fits of laughter, and Matthew couldn't help but laugh as well.
"Shh! Your dad's gonna hear us." Matthew giggled, squirming beneath Alfred.
"Naw. I swear he's starting to go deaf!"
"Maybe because you talk so loud all the time." Matthew pointed out, smiling brightly.
"I do not!" Alfred said loudly, and Matthew just shook his head, a chuckle escaping his lips.
Alfred rolled off of the other, sticking out his tongue childishly. Matthew stuck out his own tongue and smiled, turning over to watch the sky again. Alfred did the same, moving onto his back and pillowing his arms behind his head.
They laid that way for a while, and Matthew suddenly remembered it was a school night.
"Oh crap! We should get to bed, we have school in the morning." He said, standing up.
Alfred's eyes went wide and he cursed. "I totally forgot! Yeah, c'mon, let's go." He said, standing as well and moving to the fence, opening it. Matthew followed behind, cursing himself for not remembering sooner. Both of them would be dead tired tomorrow.
Matthew couldn't help but think it was worth it.
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There was supposed to be a meteor shower on monday, so I guess that's what inspired this. I had my friends over and we were going to stay up and watch it, but sadly it was snowy and cloudy so it didn't work out :C
but it was still fun ^^ and I got a new chapter out of it (A really pointless chapter but hey, everyone loves fluff ouo )
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