Matthew watched him interacting with his states, smiling fondly as the memories that it conjured filled his mind. It had been so long since they had a state together. A mistake, Alfred had said later, but he still loved and cherished their states all the same. Matthew knew, of course, that it wasn’t a mistake. It was just what Alfred had to say to appease the others. Soon, however, soon, they would be having another together. Perhaps more.
The children slowly withdrew from the room. He listened as their soft, careful footsteps disappeared up to the main level, and the door slowly shut behind them. The shift was almost instantaneous. Alfred’s glare fixed squarely on him.
“What are you doing? Matthew. You killed New York. You’re terrorizing my children. You’re…What are you doing to Alaska?” Matthew sighed, and moved to sit in his lap again, brushing aside Alfred’s bangs from his face, even as he flinched away from the touch.
“Oh Alfred. I’ve told you already, haven’t I? I’m going to get rid of everything that is blinding you to your feelings for me.” He leaned in to press a light kiss to Alfred’s cheek. “As for Alaska, I suppose it is strange that I favor his son over the others, isn’t it? But, that is what makes it so perfect. I am going to take everything away from him, Alfred, because he is the one that must pay for deceiving and confusing you. I’ll protect you from him.”
Behind the chair, Alfred’s hands were clenching and unclenching repeatedly, struggling and straining against the heavy chains that bound them together. He had difficulty lifting his arms before, but now they felt more like lead. Matthew chuckled as he leaned in to his ear.
“I’m the only one that loves you, Al. I know everything about you - what you like, what you don’t, how you will react to certain situations…” His breath was warm against Alfred’s neck. “I knew you would eat the burgers, Al, even if you didn’t want to. That’s why I drugged them before I brought them down here.” He reached his arms around Alfred, in a strange perversion of a hug as he unlocked the chains. Alfred winced as they hit the ground with a loud clank that echoed through the room. “I knew you would send New York upstairs if I pretended to leave, so I waited.” He leaned back, pulling the chains away, letting them drop as Alfred fell weakly into his arms. “And, I know you love me.”
The children slowly withdrew from the room. He listened as their soft, careful footsteps disappeared up to the main level, and the door slowly shut behind them. The shift was almost instantaneous. Alfred’s glare fixed squarely on him.
“What are you doing? Matthew. You killed New York. You’re terrorizing my children. You’re…What are you doing to Alaska?” Matthew sighed, and moved to sit in his lap again, brushing aside Alfred’s bangs from his face, even as he flinched away from the touch.
“Oh Alfred. I’ve told you already, haven’t I? I’m going to get rid of everything that is blinding you to your feelings for me.” He leaned in to press a light kiss to Alfred’s cheek. “As for Alaska, I suppose it is strange that I favor his son over the others, isn’t it? But, that is what makes it so perfect. I am going to take everything away from him, Alfred, because he is the one that must pay for deceiving and confusing you. I’ll protect you from him.”
Behind the chair, Alfred’s hands were clenching and unclenching repeatedly, struggling and straining against the heavy chains that bound them together. He had difficulty lifting his arms before, but now they felt more like lead. Matthew chuckled as he leaned in to his ear.
“I’m the only one that loves you, Al. I know everything about you - what you like, what you don’t, how you will react to certain situations…” His breath was warm against Alfred’s neck. “I knew you would eat the burgers, Al, even if you didn’t want to. That’s why I drugged them before I brought them down here.” He reached his arms around Alfred, in a strange perversion of a hug as he unlocked the chains. Alfred winced as they hit the ground with a loud clank that echoed through the room. “I knew you would send New York upstairs if I pretended to leave, so I waited.” He leaned back, pulling the chains away, letting them drop as Alfred fell weakly into his arms. “And, I know you love me.”
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Poor Alfred and the other states...even more for what's about to come.
Wonderful as always anon!
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Oh the therapy that will be needed after this one.
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