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He was probably just being silly. After all, Alfred was easygoing enough. And considering how he looked at Tolys, he wouldn’t find it weird that Matthew was eyeing his other houseworker. But Lovino asked for him to keep it under wraps for the time being.
It was late at night. Matthew was unpacking his things in Alfred’s guest room. He was visiting for the next two weeks like he did every other month. His packing was interrupted however by a knock at his door.
“Come in,” Matthew called, not stopping.
“Mateo?”
Matthew turned around to find Lovino in the doorway. A wide smile spread across Matthew's face.
“Do you um…need help unpacking?” Lovino asked, cheeks growing red, eyes drifting to the side.
“Did Alfred put you up to this?”
“No…”
Matthew beamed. “Then okay! Not that I have much left to do.”
Lovino shuffled into the room and began folding the leftover clothes and putting them into the dresser. “You should just leave enough clothes and such here, that way you can travel lighter” he muttered.
Matthew shrugged. “I don’t want to leave more laundry for you two.”
“It would only be washed after you came over.” Lovino’s cheeks reddened, eyeing off to the side again. “And for you…I-I wouldn’t mind it.”
Matthew suppressed a squeal, not wanting to scare Lovino off from being flirty. Instead, Matthew pulled him by the waist and spun him around until they were chest to chest. Well…not exactly given how tall Matthew was. He pressed a kiss to Lovino’s forehead.
“Mattie,” Lovino shrieked, “Alfred could walk in any minute.”
Matthew only laughed, shaking his head. “As if. It’s late and he’s–”
The door burst open, a loud voice ringing through the room. “Hey Mattie! I was just about to head to bed and wanted to check–”
Alfred stared at the two lovers wide-eyed and silent.
Lovino gripped onto Matthew, pressing closer to him. Matthew squeezed him tighter, eyeing Alfred, heart thumping between his ears.
Seconds seemed to stretch beyond time. Alfred with an unreadable look stared into their souls.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Alfred cheered, wrapping his arms around both of them. “Maaaattie, I thought we told each other everything?”
“Uh w-well I…” Matthew stammered.
“It was my request,” Lovino cut in. “I…I didn’t want you getting up in our business.”
“No fair,” Alfred whined. But he let them go. “Well, I’ll leave you two be. But don’t stay up too late. Especially you Lovi. You still need to cook breakfast tomorrow. And I want it to be extra good for my bro here.”
Alfred threw them both a wink and laughed as he exited.
Lovino was bright red when Matthew finally looked back at his lover. Matthew smirked, leaning down. “Well, it has been a while–”
He shoved Matthew’s face away. “You’re as bad as your brother,” he hissed.
“Awww come on! I was only teasing. I’m too wiped for something like that anyway.”
Lovino just grumbled to himself in Italian as he shoved the now empty suitcase into the closet.
“Do I still get cuddles?” Matthew pouted, coming up behind Lovino and wrapping his arms around his waist.
“I don’t know if you deserve it,” Lovino huffed.
“Please.”
Lovino bit his lip, closing his eyes. He would not fall for the puppy-eye card that Matthew surely just pulled. Matthew pulled him closer, so close he could feel breath on his neck. Soft but cool lips left a trail of kisses. It felt nice against his flushed skin.
“Fine,” Lovino finally sighed. “You’re lucky I’ve missed you.”
He turned around and pulled Matthew down by the collar, pressing their lips together in a proper kiss.