Chapter One

Alfred loves Matthew. He really, really does. He doesn't really know how it began. But something just clicked when Arthur introduced him to his "friend from work"'s brother. Maybe it was the pretty colors of purple in his eyes, or maybe it was the slight tightening in his pants that happened any time the other teenager was around him, but let it be known that Arthur's weird French friend was at least good for something for without him Alfred doubted he would have ever met Matthew that one summer's day when Francois dragged the boy over for dinner and Alfred floundered over words and breath and thoughts just from being in the very presence of the other boy.

They discovered that night that they were going to be entering the same high school the upcoming fall and Alfred had taken pains to get Arthur (his older brother/guardian had some crazy good friends in the school system) to make sure most to all of his classes would be spent with the other boy.

In the end, though he wasn't happy about it, Arthur relented and did what he asked him to.

The rest was sort of History. Alfred followed Mattie around like a lost puppy wagging his tail from just the slightest attention from this beautiful boy and Matthew would blush and stammer and not really understand what was going on as he suddenly went from being ignored and overlooked to being the the very center of someone's life. If Arthur or Francois found it amusing or cute and laughed about it together in private neither Alfred or Matthew ever knew about it, but finally one night when Matthew spotted Alfred running towards his house with a beaming grin and a bouquet of roses that was losing it's petals very quickly as the boy ran something snapped and when Alfred rang the doorbell, not noticing that the flowers he had gotten were looking very much worse for wear and just a little... dead, Matthew swung the door open with more force than he meant to use, snatched the flowers from Alfred's hands and before the other boy could say anything quickly squeaked out, "Yes, I'll go out with you alright now go home and go to bed!" Before slamming the door in Alfred's face and leaning back against the door breathing heavy and heart beating nervously.

Outside it was quiet for a moment and then suddenly the sound of a cheer and several, "Yes, yes, yes!"'s could be heard.

Matthew smiled to himself in amusement and went to put his flowers in a vase. The two of them had been together ever since.

And Alfred really, reallyloved Matthew. He did. But... sometimes, late at night when the apartment they shared together wasn't tense from obsessive studying for exams or the loud obnoxious laughter of some of their friends, or worse family members, visiting, Alfred really wished Matthew would allow him to touch him...

"Al... Fuck, Al stop, come on cut it out," Matthew whined, pushing his palms against his boyfriends chest as Alfred continuously kissed and suckled on the pale skin of his neck, probably hoping to leave a little possessive mark before he was pushed from the bed and forced to call it a night. "Seriously Alfred I mean it."

Alfred sighed, pulling away slightly so he could meet Matthew's eyes even in the darkness of their room close as they were with him hovering over him, "Mattie come on... we've been together for years now... You gotta want to do something..."

Matthew frowned at him, "Not tonight Alfred, it just doesn't feel right tonight."

It was always the same old argument. Either Mattie was too tired, or too sick, or it didn't feel right or they were in public god Alfred just couldn't catch a break with the gorgeous blond he had been in love with for almost four years now.

The gorgeous blond that was keeping him a virgin for what felt like it might be forever at this point...

Leaning down slightly Alfred pressed their noses together, when Matthew didn't pull away he pressed several quick kisses against his boyfriend's frown, feeling giddy when his lips quivered and then pulled up into a little grin before kissing him back slowly. They remained like that for awhile, their kiss deepening slightly before Matthew pulled away to break for air and Alfred immediately went for the neck again.

Groaning Matthew pushed him off of him and onto the other side of the bed where he belonged. "Not tonight Alfred."

Alfred whined and nudged Matthew's foot with his own, trying not to sound childish and sex crazed and failing at it miserably he asked, "Why don't you ever want to do anything more with me? Mattie... We've been together for four years and we've never done more than kiss, we even live together for crying out loud-"

"You forget we've only been living together for a few months -"

"And you don't let me do any more than hold your hand in public and yes I know we can't have sex in the park around the corner, but why can't I kiss you or wrap you up in my arms for the world to see?" Feeling suddenly very vulnerable Alfred stared down at the pillow beneath him, "I mean... do you not love me? Are you ashamed of me?"

"What!? No!" Matthew whispered and felt himself shake slightly at where this conversation was leading. "Alfred you know I love you..."

"Then why don't you want to be with me?"

Alfred looked back up at the question and Matthew blinked away his own tears at the heartbroken look in his boyfriend's eyes. Slowly he scooted closer and wrapped his arms around Alfred's waist until his cheek was pressed against his strong chest right over the soft beating of his heart. He hid his tears in the wife beater Alfred always wore to bed and mumbled so softly even Alfred had to strain himself to hear, "Why can't this just be good enough? Why can't we just be like this..."

Sighing, Alfred brought his arms up to wrap around his boyfriend, "You can't be afraid of sex forever..."

"I'm not afraid..."

"Alright, sure you're not." Alfred mumbled smiling softly now as he bent down to kiss Matthew's head gently, "Go to sleep Mattie, I love you."

"I love you too Al."

"I know," Alfred sighed and closed his eyes, keeping Matthew wrapped right up in his arms and allowing his boyfriend to win once again, for now.

All hell didn't break loose until almost a month after that.

Alfred was half skipping half running back to their apartment after his shift had finished at the little corner store he worked at to pay for his half of the rent. He was a little early getting off but that suited him just fine because it meant he got the chance to run on home to his wonderful boyfriend that was probably cramming for some silly paper that wasn't going to be due for a good month or two instead of relaxing on his day off from the bookstore and maybe be able to convince him that it was a much better idea to watch horror movies in their tiny living room wrapped up in Alfred's arms with blankets over them and only candles for lighting... And maybe then Matthew would allow him to slowly unbutton and remove whatever shirt he was wearing and run his fingers down smooth pale skin, following the trail with his mouth until his sweet little maple leaf was a mess underneath him, crying his name and allowing Alfred to whisper how beautiful he is to him as they made love and ignored the movie completely.

Though if it was a horror movie that was unlikely to happen exactly how he wanted it to.

Ok but everything except the horror part was pretty damn romantic you gotta admit.

"Honey I'm home!~" He called out, swinging the door open with little grace and a loud bang as it smacked into the wall bounced off it and then swung back to hit it again. Normally Matthew would have cursed at him in both English and French about how there was going to be a dent in the wall if he kept doing that but today there wasn't a sound throughout the entire apartment. Frowning Alfred stepped across the threshold pulling his coat off his shoulders and kicking the door shut behind him. He slung his coat on one of the little hooks Mattie had hung up for that specific reason and then headed further into the apartment.

He considered stopping for a coke in the kitchen and then settling down in front of the TV until Mattie got home from wherever he had gone off too when an interesting sound caught his ears.

"Mattie?" He called down the small hallway that lead off to where the one and only bedroom in the tiny apartment was held along with the one and only bathroom. He got no reply but there was definitely noises coming from their bedroom and so curiously Alfred followed the noise.

As he got closer he began to make out some of the... words... if you could really call them that. Most of it was just quiet panting, but a few, "Uh"'s and "Oh"'s were definitely thrown in there as well as a few whines... a whimper.

Feeling heat pool around his groin at the sounds Alfred frowned and grabbed hold of the doorknob, hesitating only a moment before inching the door forward and peering inside.

Matthew was laid back on their bed lazily, his laptop resting half on his stomach and half on the bed. He had headphones on and was staring at whatever he was watching rather intently. Oh yeah and his hands were also down his pants.

"Fuck..." Alfred whimpered, the heat around his groin growing warmer still has he stared at his boyfriend masturbate. It was the first thing that he had ever seen of sweet little Mattie that wasn't all that sweet and it was really fucking around with his hormones. Smirking to himself at just how perfect all of this seemed Alfred snuck into the room unnoticed (amazingly...) and crept around to his side of the bed.

And fuck Matthew was really putting on a show for him. Biting his lip and whimpering as his hand pumped his cock that was just barely noticeable from underneath the sweatpants that were running a little low due to the wearer's naughty activities. When he closed his eyes and let out a breathy moan Alfred quickly reached over and shut the laptop, managing to pull it away along with the headphones before Matthew was able to shout out in surprise and yank his hand out of his pants.

"A-Alfred! I can explain!" He panted and Alfred's gaze darkened hungrily at the pink flush that dusted his cheeks that was surely not all embarrassment. Slowly he set the laptop and headphones down on the floor and then crawled up onto the bed towards his adorable, and super sexy, boyfriend.

"I don't need one," He chuckled and captured Mattie's lips with his own even as the man scrambled away from him. When he pulled away again he whispered breathlessly, "You looked amazing... It was a nice change."

And he lent in for a kiss again only to have Mattie push him away, "No Alfred, you don't understand-"

Alfred groaned, "I don't care that you masturbate Mattie, I just wish you would let me help you. It could feel so much better if you would just let me help you..." He went in for the kill again but Mattie rolled out from under him quickly diverting to the other side of the bed.

"That's not what I mean-"

"Mattie please stop fighting me," Alfred whined, lunging at him and pinning him down. This time his wish for a kiss was granted and Matthew allowed his lips to be dominated before breaking away a minute or two later for air. "You must still be horny after all that, let me help you alright?" Alfred chuckled, "I'll be your sexy hero."

"But Alfred -" Matthew squeaked when Alfred managed to pull the t-shirt he was wearing up over his head and then reach down for his sweat pants. Soft fingertips traced over his stomach for a second before grabbing hold of the pants hem and yanking them down. Alfred hunched over, planning on possibly giving his boyfriend a special treat when the part of him was revealed that Alfred so desperately wanted to see when Matthew's hands flew down and grabbed onto his sweatpants, keeping them up. "Alfred stop!"

"Oh for... why Mattie?" Alfred groaned flopping down onto the other side of the bed with a sigh. "Why can't I touch you? You're already hard, I doubt you would complain about my inexperience since you're just as-"

"I'm not hard anymore!"

Alfred stopped talking, blinking in confusion. How could Matthew not be hard anymore? He hadn't finished masturbating when Alfred had came in and stopped him... But sure enough when Alfred glanced down there was no tell tale bulge in his boyfriend's pants to show that little Mattie was still excited.

Confusion dripped through Alfred's blood, making him feel cold, "You didn't finish before I grabbed the laptop did you?"

There were tears in Matthew's eyes when he shook his head, "N-no..."

Something horrible and hurtful and just fucking awful clicked together in Alfred's mind then. The world suddenly got a hell of a lot less brighter for him as he asked, "Why aren't you...?"

"I... I'm not attracted to you... that way..."

Oh wow, was that the feeling of his heart completely breaking? It might just be...

Blinking back his own tears Alfred turned away from his boyfriend, not able to meet his eyes as he snapped out his next words, "What am I just too gross to think about in that way?"

"What? No! Alfred no that's not it-" Mattie's voice was shaking and Alfred knew he was crying but he couldn't bring himself to look back as hurt and embarrassment clouded his vision.

"Then why...?"

Matthew sniffled wiping at his eyes, "I just... I dunno, you've never really excited me to the point that I wanted to - to jump your bones or something..."

"What?"

"I... I guess I'm just not attracted to you..."

At this Alfred's shoulders began to shake, "What do you mean you're not attracted to to me!?" He snapped finally turning around to meet those beautiful purple eyes with his own. Matthew winced.

"Well it's just-"

But it seemed Alfred was having none of it, "How can you love me if you're not in love with my body too?!"

"Because I love you for you!" Matthew rushed to get out but Alfred just kept going, standing now so he could pace the floor of their bedroom.

"No, not acceptable," He hissed and Matthew winced from where he was kneeling on their bed, "I won't spend the rest of my life having to only hold your hand, or kiss your cheek because you love me but not my body. What did you expect that we could masturbate in separate rooms and just be happy with nothing else?"

Matthew's blood ran cold and more tears welled up in his eyes, "N-no... I wasn't... Are you... breaking up with me?"

Alfred paused in his pacing and stared at his long time boyfriend, sniffling and heartbroken on their bed as he rubbed at his eyes and tried so very hard not to cry. A little piece of him broke and hesitantly he headed back to sit on the edge of the bed. Reaching out he brushed a strand of hair from Matthew's face and then rested a hand on his shoulder.

"No..." He whispered and Matthew's shaking seemed to increase with relief. Quickly the taller blond lunged at his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. Alfred gasped, "Jesus Matt!"

Matthew ignored him, "I'm so sorry Al! I... I just don't know what to do and -"

Alfred closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Mattie tightly, "It's ok..."

They sat like that for a while before Alfred got what must have been the best idea that he had ever, and I do mean ever, thought of.

"I'm gonna show you how sexy I am..."

Matthew hiccuped against his shoulder, "W-what?"

"I'm gonna show you how sexy I am," Alfred repeated and Matthew tensed slightly, "Not right now," Alfred quickly soothed him, "But give me a month. I'll do everything in my power to make you attracted to me and by the end I swear I'll have you screaming my name."

Matthew laughed and pulled back from their tight hug to look into his eyes, "You know... I'd like that. I really do love you Al... I don't want to lose you."

Alfred smiled, "I love you too Mattie, you know I do..." They kissed lightly for a moment before Alfred muttered, "Anything?" Against his lips and Matthew shook his head, breaking their kiss and the mood completely.

"I love kissing you, but it doesn't make me want to have sex with you..."

"Oh fuck..." Alfred sighed, bumping his forehead against Matthew while they were still pressed close together. "Then... I guess I gotta go." He untangled himself from Matthew and stood making his way out of the room.

"Wait what?" Matthew called scurrying after him, "What do you mean you have to go?"

"I can't stay here, going through our daily routine clearly isn't exciting you, I need a game plan," Alfred smiled warmly as he slipped into his jacket, "I'll stay at Arthur's for the next month."

"O-ok..." Matthew whispered watching sadly as Alfred grabbed his keys, ready to leave. "Alfred?"

"Hmm?"

"What happens if... after all of this... at the end of the month it's the same?"

Alfred couldn't meet Matthew's eyes as he pondered the question, so instead he stared at the doorknob his hand was clutched around before finally muttering, "Then I think we'll be over... Attraction... Attraction is something needed in a relationship..."

There was a choking sound coming from where Matthew was standing and Alfred knew his boyfriend was crying again, but he couldn't... not now. He needed to think, needed to understand. And so he pulled open the door and headed out into the hallway and then out of the building all together waving at one of their neighbors as he passed.

No matter what it took... He was going to get Mattie to fall in love with him.

Wait... that sounds cliche, plus Mattie was already in love with him.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm...

No matter what it took... He was going to get Mattie to fall in love with the incredible sexiness that was Alfred. F Jones.

AN: Yeah I know this had some pretty sad moments in it... and I have it under Romance/Humor... I promise soon enough I will get you you're humor :3 PROMISE