"Bruder! Zhank gött Jou're home." Ludwig looked panicked when Gilbert and Matthew wandered back into the house the next morning.
"Vhat is it?" The blond brother's fear jumped to his older sibling and Gilbert took on the role of a mother, more like Francis than the Gil Matthew knew.
"I need to talk to Jou...in private..."
"Ja sure." Gilbert took Ludwig by the arm and lead him off to the bathroom. Matthew, unsure about what to do, went to the living room and sat next to Feliciano.
The Italian boy didn't look so good. His hands were shaking and he didn't even look when Matthew cleared his throat.
The Canadian put his hand on the Italians shoulder, wondering exactly what happened. Did Ludwig accidentally pull his curl or something?
"What's wrong?" He asked, voice soft and soothing.
"I need to talk to mio Fratello."
"Want me to get him?"
"Sí."
Matthew got out his phone and sent a quick text off to Lovino. He'd probably be here in a few minutes.
Meanwhile, the two brothers were still talking back and forth in German. Matthew had no idea what they were saying but he was scared.
After twenty minutes, they were still going at it. Lovino burst through the door, fire burning within his eyes.
"Okay, where is he? What did he do to my little brother?!"
Matthew stood and grabbed Lovino by the arms to keep him from thrashing out.
"Calm down. I don't even know what's going on."
Lovino relaxed his arms, but his back was still stiff. He walked over to Feliciano and pulled him close. The younger Italian wept into his brothers shirt while Lovi petted his head. Matthew didn't know what to do with himself.
Gilbert slipped out of the bathroom for a second to grab the phone but he soon returned to his younger sibling. Matthew sat down at the kitchen island and waited for something to happen.
"I don't know if zhis is good news or bad news...but I called zhe hospital und zhey said Julius did have a tvin." Gilbert announced as he finally stepped out of the bathroom for good. "Und because mein Bruder is having var flashbacks or some shit...we can only assume zhat Julius's tvin, or zhe real Ludwig, is gone."
"S-so you're..." Feli pushed himself out of Lovino's arms and shuffled toward Ludwig. He threw himself at the blond, tears brewing in his eyes. "Julius."
Matthew smiled softly at the scene but his happiness was soon to be destroyed.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Lovino ripped Feliciano out of Ludwig's grip, glaring daggers at the German boy. "You broke his heart once and now you're coming back for more? Do you have any idea how delicate he is?"
"Fratello stop!" Feliciano shouted. "I'm old enough to make my own decisions. You don't have to protect me from every little thing anymore."
Lovino stepped away, face white. "Fine. Stay for all I care. But when he hurts you, and he will, you're not welcome to sulk to me."
He grabbed Matthew's arms. "Come on, Mattie. The mission failed. We won't have to see these jerks ever again."
"Wait? Mission?" Gilbert furrowed his brows.
Romano turned, a spiteful grin on his mouth. "Yeah. That's right. Matthew was only hanging out with you to get information on Ludwig. Did you think he actually liked somebody as annoying and useless as you?"
"Mattie...I..." Gilbert looked shattered. Matthew tried to speak up, but Lovino pulled him outside before he could.
"That was a disaster." The Italian declared as he climbed into his car, dragging Matthew in with him.
"What did you do all that for?" Matthew looked down at his shaking hands as Lovino pulled out of the driveway.
"To protect mio Fratello."
"Lovi...you're moving back to Italy in two months. You won't be able to protect him anymore. Maybe you should let Ludwig take care of him."
"I..." Lovino pulled over about halfway to Matthew's house. "I guess you're right..."
"Of course I am. And you didn't have to destroy my relationship with Gil either. I really do love him."
"Why? What do you see in him?"
"That doesn't matter, okay. Now, I'm going to go back to that house and try to explain the situation to Gil. If he takes me back then we'll forget this even happened. But if he rejects me then I'm never speaking to you again."
Lovino nodded slowly and unlocked the car doors, letting Matthew out.
"Do you want me to wait here or..."
"Just go home, Lovi. You've done enough."

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