There was something different about Gilbert that night, something that Matthew couldn't quite put his finger on. The two planned to watch a movie together, but that was before the Prussian noticed the fire pit in Matthew's back yard.
Gilbert started the fire and Matthew collected blankets and made hot chocolate for them as it was already October and the cold was settling in.
They snuggled in close, heads leaning against each other ever so carefully. To Matthew, Gil's heat was much more welcoming than the fire.
"Matt..." The albino whispered, his voice barely carried through the chilled air to the blonde's ears.
"Yeah."
"I need to ask jou somezhing important."
"What is it?"
"MES AMIS! GET ZHE 'ELL UP! LET'S PARTY!" A familiar blonde appeared from around the house.
Francis was followed by Antonio, Arthur, Alfred, and Lovino. A full group.
"BRO! I actually brought Canadian beer this time!" Alfred announced as Matthew stood up.
"It's aboot fookin' time." Matthew cheered, reaching toward the bag in Alfred's hands. "Hey Gil, do you have the-"
He stopped talking when he turned around to see that Gil was gone.
"Gil?"
"It's weird that he ran off after proposing to you?" Alfred scratched his head.
"Proposing?" Matthew asked.
"'E 'asn't done it yet?! Merde!"
"GIL WAS TRYING TO PROPOSE TO ME?!" Matthew shrieked.
Francis nodded sheepishly.
"Oh shit. I have to find him."
Before the others could say anything else, Matthew took off into the woods around his house, heading toward the place he knew Gilbert was hiding.
It was where they met, all those months ago, where he normally went when he was distressed.
The bridge.
"So, you chickened out?" Matthew asked the darkness between the support beams where he knew his boyfriend was hiding.
"I don't know vhat jour talking about." His heavily accented voice squeaked back.
"Aren't you too awesome to run away from a party or something?" Matthew teased, crawling into the crevice and feeling around until he found the other.
"Mattie...zhey promised zhey vouldn't stop by until after..."
"After what?"
"After..." Gilbert paused, taking Matthew's hand in his own. "Matthew...jou are zhe best zhing I have ever had in Mein awesome life. I never vant to leave jour side...ever."
Matthew smiled softly.
"Please marry me so everybody knows about our love."
"That was so cliche." Matthew chuckled.
"Maaaaatieeeee! Jou ruined zhe moment."
"I'm sorry. I will marry you Gilbert Beilshmidt." The Canadian kissed his lover on the nose as carefully as he could.
"Ich liebe dich, birdie."
"I love you too, pooh bear."
The two ended up holding each other well into the night. Nothing could stop them from finding peace in each other's company. Not even death.

*winces at the ending*