the same way when you smile at me. I want to kiss and hold you when you tilt your head. I want to tickle you into tears when you're being unnecessarily stubborn. These last few months have been the best of my life, and I have only you to thank for that."
The answer to his statement was Alfie throwing his leg over Matt's legs to straddle him, hands grasped both sides of his face. He looked into those green eyes he hoped to wake up next to for the rest of his life.
"Please don't say that if you don't really mean it. I don't think I can handle that if you don't mean it," Alfie said while looking him right in the eye. Matt rested his hands on Alfie's hips.
"Alfie, I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life. The idea that you will have to go back to your apartment soon, I don't really want to think about it."
Owlishly blinking at Matt, it occurred to him that he would indeed have to go to his apartment soon. The idea bothered him just as much as it seemed to bother Matt.
"When my lease is done, I'll move here permanently," Alfie said as he ran his fingers through Matt's hair. Matt himself leaned into the touch as he pulled Alfie closer until he had to turn his face to the side, cheek meeting clothed chest, the thump-thump beat of Alfie's heart was soothing. He flipped them around and rested his head back on Alfie's chest.
"I'd love that, but I kind of want to see your apartment before your lease ends," Matt said as he raised his head to rest his cheek on Alfie's chest. Alfie just smiled and nodded, his hand going back to weaving through Matt's thick hair.
Sam had gotten bored with his toys and came bounding into the room and onto the couch. The puppy was now big enough that with momentum he could make it up the sofa with a little bit of a scamper at the end to get up. Once up, he shoved himself between the two men's legs for a comfy spot and plopped down.
The two men laughed and turned back to each other.
"Let’s watch a movie or something before we have to clean the kitchen and then get ready for dinner at my father's house."
Matt nodded and watched as Alfie stretched over to the coffee table to grab the remote for the TV, turning it one, he then reached for the other remote and started to channel hop.
Matt couldn't care less about what was on the TV. He just kept staring at Alfie. He man finally finding a movie but soon got bored with it and channel hopped again.
Soon the reality TV shows came up. They silently decided to just watch what they always watched.
They rearranged themselves when their position started to become uncomfortable.
Alfie held Sam to his chest while he was held to Matt's chest, reminiscent of how they woke up that morning. It made both men's hearts fill with even more warmth as their little heart to heart had solidified that their relationship was a real thing and something both men wanted, and as things were going, they would have a long and happy relationship.
Matt squeezed Alfie on random times and even kissed his neck and shoulder on occasion.
They lounged for a while before getting up and cleaning the kitchen. Sam left on the couch to continue his nap.
Afterward, they got showered and got dressed, Daphne came shortly after, dressed in warm clothes as winter had fully fallen upon the city, but they had yet to see snow.
As they got into the car Alfie's father sent, Alfie looked up when he felt something cold land on his nose. Matt followed his line of sight and saw small white flakes falling down. It wouldn't pile up as it was too light, but the view brought smiles to the men's faces.
The drove to Alfie's childhood home was filled with smiles and idle chatter.
Chapter Eight
Matt and his mother, Daphne, checked out the large home. It wasn't outlandishly lavish but it did stick out like a sore thumb by being a newer built Victorian. The house was three stories tall. The wooden siding was a pale blue with white around the window frames. The whole house had elegantly carvings. The house had a circular tower that started on the second floor and had two stories making the tower a stand out