[XI to UTOPIA AU]
Sometimes they drape together on Matt's bed, hands linked between them. Matt leans out and nuzzles his hair, Al squeezes his hand. Matt can't remember growing up with this person. They have to be twins, they're too alike. They remember too much of the same thing, but Matt can't feel that supposedly innate connection you're supposed to have with your blood. Al is a friend, an ally, a weapon in battle, a comforting thing to cling to, and...well. Matt brushes his lips over Al's forehead, Al smiles, and Matt has to clench his jaw to keep himself from grinning like a fool.
He doesn't remember growing up beside him. He doesn't even recall him, they met just by chance here. But he knows he is one the few that Al lets draw his weapon. And he doesn't want to let him go, if Al is someone else's weapon, Matt can't even touch him.
His free hand runs through Al's hair slowly and he knows he should be more platonic, less touchy feely and less obvious. Al is his twin, he knows that, but Al is his in a lot more ways than that now.
It's almost too much effort to lift from the bed, to rise to the challenge being thrown at them, but it's also a little thrill to pull the gunblade from Al's chest and level it at the newcomer player. He's an old pro nowadays. He and Al are a dangerous team and it's over almost before it began. A vow to protect his new weapon gets a wrinkled look from Al, but it's not as if Al doesn't know he's Matt's best weapon.
And it's not as if Al doesn't know Matt loves him, in at least some way.
He doesn't remember growing up beside him. He doesn't even recall him, they met just by chance here. But he knows he is one the few that Al lets draw his weapon. And he doesn't want to let him go, if Al is someone else's weapon, Matt can't even touch him.
His free hand runs through Al's hair slowly and he knows he should be more platonic, less touchy feely and less obvious. Al is his twin, he knows that, but Al is his in a lot more ways than that now.
It's almost too much effort to lift from the bed, to rise to the challenge being thrown at them, but it's also a little thrill to pull the gunblade from Al's chest and level it at the newcomer player. He's an old pro nowadays. He and Al are a dangerous team and it's over almost before it began. A vow to protect his new weapon gets a wrinkled look from Al, but it's not as if Al doesn't know he's Matt's best weapon.
And it's not as if Al doesn't know Matt loves him, in at least some way.