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Greater Love - CanadaxMissionary!Reader C15

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You wait in the corner of the library by the window, watching lazy flurries dance about in the wind. Matthew said he'd meet you here around two. You check your phone again. It's three-thirty. Sighing, you get up from the soft padding in the windowsill and start to head back to the church. Maybe he just couldn't make it. Still... he could have at least texted me...

"(Name)!" comes a loud voice from behind you. "Yo! Matt's girl!"

You turn to face the newcomer warily. "Matt's girl?" you hiss under your breath.

He has the same blonde hair, the same build, the same height. At first, you take him to be Matthew, but there's a few striking differences. This one's hair is slightly shorter, with a piece sticking up oddly, and his eyes are a bright blue. Other than that, they are identical. He runs up to you, a wild smile on his face. "You're (Name), right?"

You nod slowly. "Yes. I'm guessing you're Alfred?" you ask.

He laughs. "Sure am! I guessing my bro told ya 'bout me?"

"Yes. He did." Didn't say a lot of nice things, but still told me. "What is it?"

Alfred blinks in confusion, but remembers what it was that brought him here. "Oh! Uh... Mattie sent me to find you!" he decides.

You raise an eyebrow. "He did? What for?"

Alfred laughs again. "Well, he didn't exactly send me. I'm staying at his place for a few days, but got really bored ever since this whole "finals" thing started. Way lame, dude. Legit. Anyway, he's off studying his brains out again and I had nothing to do. I also raided his cell phone and found the texts he sent you. So, I'm gonna take you someplace." He grabs your wrist and starts to drag you away.

"Whoa! Hold up!" You smack Alfred on the arm. "Where is Matthew right now?!"

Alfred rolls his eyes. "He waspreparing for a world conference, but the derp fell asleep a few hours ago. Now let's go!"

"World conference?" you ask.

Alfred stops and stares at you in total shock. "You don't... know?!" he gasps.

You tilt your head to one side. "Know what?"

Alfred drops your hand so he can start talking with both hands flying animatedly around from excitement. "I so can't believe he hasn't told you! This is just too perfect! Okay, first thing you need to know: Mattie and I are- mmpff!" Alfred's mouth is covered my Matthew's who suddenly appeared behind him, the purplish tint under his eyes even more noticeable.

"Say another word and I'll go 1812 on you." he hisses into Alfred's ear.

Alfred's eyes widen.

Suddenly Matthew releases Alfred, furiously wiping his hand on his jacket. "Did you just lick me?!"

Alfred shrugs. "You wouldn't get off. It was the only solution."

"You're such a child, Alfred!"

"And you're such a dweeb, Mattie!"

"Grow up!"

"Why?! Then I'd be as lame as you!"

Mattie launches himself at Alfred, but you dart in front of him before his fist makes contact with Alfred's face.

"Stop!" you screech. "Both of you!"

The boys stare at you dumbly. "(Name)..." Mattie breathes. He backs up and takes a deep breath. "Sorry. It's a sibling rivalry, I guess."

Alfred laughs obnoxiously. "Ha! Yeah! Something like that dude!" He looks from you, to Mattie. "Well, seeing as I'd probably just end up being a third wheel, I'm gonna go pick up some French Canadian girls. Later!" He turns and walks away, but smirks one last time over his shoulder. "Oh, and do tell her soon. I bet her reaction will be priceless!" He finally leaves, your mind now spinning faster than ever.

"I'm, uh, sorry about my brother. He doesn't think." Mattie glances at you concernedly. "Are you okay?"

You nod. "Yeah, I'm fine. A little shaken, but fine. And Mattie, don't worry about what he said. Whatever you want to tel me is fine. I'm not going to ask questions you're not comfortable answering." You kiss him lightly on the cheek. "Anyway, you're going back to your apartment. Now. You look like you're about to fall over."

Matthew smiles sheepishly. "It's that obvious?" he asks, his question punctuated with a yawn.

"'Fraid so." You wrap an arms around his waist, and he leans on your shoulder. "Try to not to fall asleep on the way back. I will leave you in the snow."

Matthew laughs. "That's reassuring."
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And this is what happens when you write a chapter a 11:30 at night. XP
I'm too tired to write a full description, and my head's starting to feel funny from being up too long. So, this is all ya'll get.
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