Matthew slept in Gilbert's bed that night. All the furniture had been sold with the house when his parents died so Gilbert's bed was the same one he used to sleep in. The familiarity of it all was what lulled him into the best sleep he had in a while. He definitely slept in well past Gilbert, though. The German boy came in at about noon to make sure he was alive.
"I vould have voken Jou sooner, but Jou vere such a little angel..." Gilbert curled up next to Matthew, grinning from ear to ear.
"I was not!"
"Vere too!"
"Meanie!"
"Hey Matt?"
"Yeah?"
"I lied vhen I said I didn't change anyzhing."
"Oh?"
"Ja. Come see." He lifted Matthew halfway up so he had no choice but to get out of bed. He then lead the Canadian to the closet, opening it ever so carefully.
The inside was caged in and a tiny yellow bird swung on a tiny little trapeze thing inside. There was a number of little mirrors and toys all throughout the cage. This little bird was clearly Gilbert's world.
"What's his name?"
"Gilbird."
"That's....a nice name..."
"I know right! And look!" Gil opened a little compartment in the cage's side to reveal an arrangement of tiny little hats and coats.
"Wow...did you make all these?"
"Ja!" He pulled out a tiny little top hat with a monocle attached. It was smaller than the other hats. "Zhis vas his first."
"You're like a mom..."
"Do Jou vanna hold him?"
"Can I?"
"Normally I vouldn't let anybody hold him, but jou're awesome so Jou can."
Matthew grinned brightly. "Really?!"
Gilbert nodded, opening the cage and letting the bird hop onto his hand. He held the creature out, encouraging it to hop into Matthew's cupped hands. Gilbird's feet tickled the Canadian's palm as he hopped around.
"Wow!" He watched the tiny avian peck at the seed Gil held out for it.
"He looks just like Jou."
"No he doesn't!" Matthew insisted.
"Ja he does."
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yeah-huh!" Gilbert chuckled. "Jou're just as cute und fluffy as Gilbird."
Matthew pouted.
"I know! I'll call Jou birdie! It's zhe perfect name for Jou."
"Fer fucks sakes, Gil. Ya better not call me birdie unless ya plan on spooling me like one."
"Isht a deal!"
"Wait what?"
"I'm gonna treat Jou like I treat mein birdie."
"Uh..."
"Und Jou know...sometimes..." He scooped Gilbird out of Matthew's hands and let him free back into his cage. "I give mein little birdie a kiss on zhe head..."
Matthew tried to speak, but words wouldn't come out. Gilbert leaned forward and pressed his lips to Matthew's forehead. The Canadian's face went as red as the east coast of his country during the 2015 elections. "What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry...I was just joking...Hahaa!" His laughter was obviously not genuine.
"You're supposed to kiss me right here..." Matthew said, voice low. He pressed his index finger to his lips.
Gilbert blinked in surprise before sliding his hands behind Matthew's head and back, pulling him into an embrace, and then a kiss. It was long and lingering, the warmth of it making Matthew's legs weak. He couldn't get close enough to Gilbert. No matter how hard he tried. He heard the other boy let out a soft moan and chose that instance to pull them both onto the floor. Gilbert broke away from him, panting roughly. "Not in front of zhe child." He whispered, using his foot to close the closet door. He straddled the blond, hands placed on either side of his head.
"Jou're so cute, Liebling."
"Liebling better not be German for anything bad."
"Nein. Isht German for "my love."
"Ah, well...thanks..." Matthew's hands rose to rest on Gilbert's hips. He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Bruder, do Jou know vhere zhe-" Ludwig stepped into the room, but stopped when he saw what his older brother was getting up to. "Never mind."
"Vait...zhis isn't vhat it looks like. I vas just showing Mattie mein bird..."
"Vitch one?"
"Both." Matthew purred, hands traveling just a bit lower.
"Mattie!"
"What?"
"Jou're embarrassing me."
Ludwig raised an eyebrow just as Feliciano entered the room, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Apparently Matthew wasn't the only one to sleep in.
"Matthew! What are you doing?! You could end up pregnant!" He gasped.
"Oh, I won't be the pregnant one.~" Matthew purred.
"Stop!" Gilbert rolled off, covering his red face with his hands while the Canadian laughed and Ludwig covered Feliciano's eyes and explained in a hushed tone that men couldn't get pregnant.
"So...uh...now that we're up..." Matthew pulled himself into a sitting position. "Who wants a game of hide and seek?"

When your watching DRAMAtical murder before bed and decide to watch one more episode but then your favourite character dies so you're an emotional wreck and now you can't sleep: