This is how you greet me? [he lifts his glasses off his face and throws them] You can be a real bastard, you know that right?
[His lifts a hand up to catch the glasses that were thrown at him before they hit his face.] What can I say. [he puts his own sunglasses on top of his head and puts on Matt’s.] Ya think throwin’ your glasses at me like that is gonna change that? Big baby.
[He jumped at the touch of the arm. A bit frightened as to who it could be, he didn’t look right away at the strangers face. But as soon as he heard that voice.]
What do you mean jackass? You’ve been gone longer. [He actually wants to hug his brother a lot, but he hasn’t been around people in so long.]
[He rolls his eyes.]
Bullshit. You’ve been gone longer. [He reaches up with his other hand to shake his brother by the shoulders.] I haven’t seen you in months, and this is how you treat your big brother.
[After 3 months of hiding up in Toronto, he’s finally back. He’s not sure if his friends are still around or if his brother and boyfriend have worried about him. The most important thing though is that he’s back.]
[He sneaks up behind him and throws an arm around him in an attempt of a… something. (He’s been waiting for this.)]
you’ll get used to it again though just you wait >wo pfftt unless you disappear off this blog again for another few months then you gotta find your mojo again
i hope so!!!!! i really do man like i need to find it again okay
[ He freezes.][And he just kinda— pouts at him.][ Crosses his arms and stares up at him. ]
[ And as strong as Matthew wants to make himself out to be, he can’t keep up the façade. His bottom lip starts to tremble— and he really doesn’t want Al to see him like this. ][ He reaches up and starts to rub at his eyes, the lump in his throat making his voice sound weak and sore. ]
“B-Because you—!”
[ It’s getting harder to hold his composure, and he pushes Al’s hand away from his face so he can hug him— hide his face against his chest. ]
“Because you disappeared right after you proposed to me. And we barely talk any more, now. Why do you think I get so upset when you come back?? Because I’m angry?? No. It’s because i think this time, you’ll stay for a while. You’ll tell me what you’ve been up to, we’ll make plans to go out and just spend a day or two together to have fun. But you don’t. When you leave, you never tell me where you are, where you’re going— and then you just show up out of the blue, right when I’m about to break down, and it happens over and over again—”
[ He fists the material of Al’s shirt in his hands, and his shoulders shake as he tries to continue. ] “You’re the most important person in my life, Al. You’re the one person I love, and trust enough to be my full self around. To commit my entire life to. How do you think I feel when you just up and leave without a trace? I never know if you’re okay, when you’ll come back, or if you’ll come back— It’s just a huge gamble and I never strike it lucky just sitting here and worrying about you!” [ The strength of Matthew’s hug weakens, and he leans against Al a bit more. ]
"I’m just scared that one day, you won’t come back to me. And I’ll never know what happened. I’ll just be empty…”
[Oh god, he should’ve seen this coming. It was completely inevitable.]
[He looks off to the side before wrapping his arms around him and holds him close, resting his cheek against his head. He’s not sure what to say to make him feel better, because he can’t promise that it won’t happen again because he’s said it before, and look where they are now. He feels like shit, knowing that he’s the reason he’s like this, and he wishes he was better with words.]
[Once he’s finished pouring his heart out (he hopes that’s everything and he won’t blow up once he speaks), he hold on him becomes a little tighter, and he tilts his head to press a kiss to his hair.]
“I love you.”
[He starts off quietly, testing the waters a little before he talks a little louder.] “I really do love you, more than you’ll ever know, baby. And I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m a piece of shit for making you cry like this and having you worry about me when you shouldn’t be.” [He pauses.] “But I can promise you that I’ll always come back, because I’d never do that to you, and really I’m going to stop with the sudden disappearing and reappearing, it’s over. I just…”
[He sighs again and closes his eyes.] “I love you, so much.”
[ He freezes.][And he just kinda— pouts at him.][ Crosses his arms and stares up at him. ]
[ Matthew seems to zone out after that. He hears Al question him, but he hardly reacts— instead, he starts to reflect. ][ His gaze slowly falls from meeting Al’s, to settling on his feet. ][ Was he okay, really? ][ He forces a bit of a smile and shrugs— he decides its best to say yes, just to keep the other from worrying. ]
“Yeah, I’m— fine… Just been lonely, I guess…”
“Babe, you really don’t look fine. C'mon, look at me.”
[Al sighs and pulls his arms away from him only to put one hand on his shoulder. The other hand goes to his chin to lift his head up so that he’s looking him in the eye.] [He’s worried about Matthew.]
“Lonely because I haven’t been around as much as I used to or lonely because of other people not being around?”
[ He freezes.][And he just kinda— pouts at him.][ Crosses his arms and stares up at him. ]
[ He gives a little sigh, shaking his head with a pout as he rests his cheek against Al’s shoulder. ] “I didn’t get any of them, unfortunately,” [After that, he goes quiet for a few minutes, just taking the time to appreciate that Al really did come back and— surprisingly enough— didn’t forget about him.][ Matthew pulls back a little to look up at him, and though he’s happy— ecstatic, actually— to see him again, his expression does come off as a little…saddened. ][ He leans up, and presses a kiss to the other’s lips. ] “I love you, Prince,”
“I figured, but, that’s alright.” [He decides to just drop the subject there, as long as everything is cleared up, and just forget about it. In the mean time, he reaches up to card his fingers through Matthew’s hair.] [He pulls his fingers back when he leans up to kiss him, and he gives him a half smile.] “I love you too, Princess.” [He kisses the very tip of his nose.] “Are you feelin’ okay though?”
