War effort Ch 9War effort Ch 94 years ago in Drama More Like This
Arthur sat alone on the large couch in the living room he used to share with Alfred. He stared blankly at the television screen, not moving, waiting for the American to casually waltz into the room and turn it on. New tears fell from his forest green eyes as he realized that Alfred wouldn't be there to turn on the TV anymore.
Matthew stood in the kitchen with dried tear stains on his cheeks. He didn't say anything; he only stared out the large window at the playground outside. He could remember the time Alfred had dragged him there and forced him to have some "fun". Even though he'd been angry at his brother for taking him there against his will, he couldn't help but realize that he'd enjoyed himself. Alfred could bring out the joy in almost anything.
He chuckled to himself quietly. It figured. The minute he'd found out that his brother was dead was the minute he'd felt his entire world crash down around him. He could feel new tears begin to sting his eyes once again while he rem
War effort Ch 17 Part 2War effort Ch 17 Part 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Alfred smiled at his newlywed, who was currently looking out of the limousine's tinted window, taking in the Canadian sights. He chuckled at the excited, yet childish expression his lover was making, whether he realized it or not.
"Oh. It's so beautiful!" Arthur exclaimed. He turned to look at the American with a determined expression on his pale face. "We must take some time off of our busy schedules to come and enjoy ourselves."
"Well, there's no better time than now," Alfred suggested. "Why don't we take a tour?"
Arthur's thick brows burrowed together. "Are you suggesting we spend our honeymoon here?"
Alfred grinned. "It's not a suggestion," he took hold of his husband's hand, gripping it tightly. "My brother has a second house here. We could stay in that one."
"That would save us the time of looking for a hotel to stay in." Arthur supplied. Alfred nodded.
"Also, he kno
War effort Ch 10War effort Ch 104 years ago in Drama More Like This
A watch group.
That was what Matthew, Gilbert and Johnny had become. They were constantly watching over Arthur.
At first they had come to the house in order to comfort him, but as soon as Arthur had turned suicidal, they made it their mission to watch the man twenty-four/ seven.
Yes, Arthur had gone suicidal. He just couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't deal with the fact that he was alive and Alfred was dead. It was too much for his feeble heart.
So he tried to kill himself.
The first time had ended in failure. He had gone into the kitchen and pulled out the biggest knife he could find, then he had pressed it against his throat, ready to slice his life away. It was Johnny that had stopped him. He had gone into the kitchen for a snack when he'd witnessed Arthur about to cut his throat. He pulled the knife away (much to Arthur's dismay) and forced him to sit down.
The second time was in his bedroom. Matthew had walked in on Arthur trying to set up a noose. When Arthur
War effort Ch 11War effort Ch 114 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What do you mean 'There's nothing we can do'?!" Arthur yelled into his phone's receiver.
"I'm sorry sir, but there's no way that we'll send out a search team for a deceased person," the man on the other end said calmly. "We send our condolences."
"Like hell you do!" Arthur cried. "And F.Y.I., he isn't dead! We recently found out that the body lying inside his casket was a Mr. Raymond B. Jensen. Alfred is still very much alive somewhere!" Arthur could hear the shuffling of papers. The policeman choked slightly on the coffee he had sipping.
"Did you say Raymond Jensen?!" he asked hysterically.
"Yes. How does it concern you?"
"We've been looking for that man for a long time. You just helped us solve a major case!"
The policeman's teammates cheered happily. Arthur put his hand on his hip. "Well, that's all very well and good then. Now, since I've helped you, why don't you help me?"
The man grumbled a response before sighing. "Alright Mr. Kirkland.
Feli Ch 9Feli Ch 93 years ago in Drama More Like This
Feliciano flew through the hospital doors at a breakneck pace. His tear-filled eyes scanned the room frantically before landing on the receptionist's desk. He quickly made his way to the blonde man at the desk and slammed his hands against the counter in order to gain his attention.
The blonde jumped with surprise before smiling at the frantic Italian. "Oui. What may I do for you sir?"
"My brother is here! I need to see him!" he cried. "What room is he in? Tell me what room he's in! Why won't you tell me? I need to see him now!!"
"Alright. Please calm down mon ami," the blonde said in a calming voice. "What is his name?"
"Lovino Vargas." Feli answered.
"Hmm. I see," he hummed as he typed. He looked up at the Italian and smiled. "And what is your name?"
Feli was taken aback by the unexpected question but answered anyway. "Feliciano, but all my friends call me Feli."
"Would you mind if I called you Feli?"
Feli shrugged. "Ve. I-I guess it would
Feli Ch 14Feli Ch 142 years ago in Drama More Like This
The two young lovers sat in the corner of the dark room, alone. The only light came from the small window high above their heads. It cast a dim glow over the room, which seemed to add to their mood.
The two thought in silence, the only sound to comfort them was the sound of the crickets moaning away into the night.
The young Italian looked towards his boyfriend, whose head was lying in his lap, shaking as if he was deathly cold. The brunette had been stroking the blonde’s head, trying to calm him down some. He had to admit, the shaking had stopped at least a quarter of how it had been right after he’d been raped. He knew that there wasn't much he could do. He would give anything to rid the German of those memories.
Just then, the blonde in question sat straight up, slightly surprising the Italian. He stood and began to quickly limp towards the corner of the small room. There, he threw up repeatedly, not holding anything back.
Feli stood as well, taking a
Because of Just Dance 3- USUK Contest EntryArthur buried his cold face deep into his American styled scarf. The scarf had been a gift Alfred gave him for his birthday. It had been sweet and kind and it had made Arthur vow that he'd get Alfred something even better for Christmas.Because of Just Dance 3- USUK Contest Entry3 years ago in Romance More Like This
As he searched the store windows for the "perfect" gift, he silently cursed himself for waiting so long to shop. He sat down on a nearby bench, afraid that he'd never find the right gift for his beloved, when his thoughts were interrupted by a cheerful female voice.
"Hello sir. Would you like to try out the newest game from UBISOFT?" the voice asked. Arthur raised his head and was met with the cheerful face of a kind Hungarian woman.
"The what?" he replied. She giggled and flipped her brown locks.
"The new game for Wii, XBOX Kinect, etc. Here!" she took hold of his hand and pulled him off of the bench. Bewildered, he allowed her to lead him to a large group. There was a giant screen