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Matthew ran down the street. He wasn’t too late, but he didn’t like making a habit of things. He stopped outside a rather, ritzy hotel, and looked down at the note he was given.
The Canadian’s eye twitched as he looked back up at the hotel. It was tall, with some girth to it, and (what looked like) an English pub on the first floor. He looked down at the note again, and then looked back up and shuttered. I know it’s a hotel, but they cost more to stay in then a mortgage, especially with how flash this place is, he thought.
He swallowed and walked up to the front door. He was about to enter, when it opened in front of him, with Alfred walking out. The American smiled, “Oh good, you’re here; I was about to go out and look for you.”
Matthew gasped and explained, “Oh, I’m so sorry, I hope you didn’t have to wait too long for me. I was waiting for Arthur to leave for work, you see. I didn’t want him to get too suspicious, not that I’m doing anything suspicious or anything, but…”
Alfred put a finger over Matthew’s lips, bent down so that they were face to face and said, “It’s okay, you’re here now and that’s all that matters. Now, where do you want to go?”
The Canadian smiled as Alfred led him from the hotel.
“I’ll show you around my apartment when we get back,” said Alfred, as they entered the main drag. They spent most of the wondering around, talking and eating. Matthew had to laugh at how much Alfred could eat: breakfast, brunch, lunch, second lunch, snack, snack, snack… The American said that he worked out a lot: Matthew snickered at this excuse, but let it go when Alfred showed how strong he was by lifting the Canadian up high.
“Okay, you’ve proven your point, now please let me down…” stuttered Matthew, holding onto Alfred’s head, his head resting next to Alfred’s cheek.
The American was laughing, cradling the shivering young man at his chest. He purred into Matthew’s ear, “I’ll put you down if you’ll go out with me.”
Matthew gasped, moving his head back so that he could see Alfred properly. He muttered to the American, trying to not look at the smirk on his face, “I- I told you… I, I have, a boyfriend- I can’t leave him-”
“Then don’t tell him.” Alfred kissed him on the cheek and continued, “I can drop you if you’re desperate enough…”
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