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It had grown unexpectedly

Matthew, honestly and truly, had never anticipated actually becoming friends with the eccentric, narcissistic albino known as Gilbert Beilschmidt. Sure he spent a lot of time with the guy, but it wasn't as if he'd actually had a choice in that matter. But somehow in the course of the monotonous discussions about school, they had began talking about other things. One thing lead to another and suddenly, Gilbert was sitting at Matthew's kitchen table with the Canadian at the stove and making them pancakes, his long blonde hair tied back in a short ponytail that the other male had teased him for.

It had been about two months since Gilbert had transferred into the school, and most of the people who had come into contact with him -including Matthew himself- were thoroughly confused and frankly shocked at his decision to befriend the oft-forgotten little blonde boy. Matthew, for his part, was most just ecstatic at the fact that someone remembered him for once.

Somehow, these random meetings moved themselves from the kitchen over to the sofa in Matthew's living room, where he and Gilbert would watch TV together, or occasionally play a game. Little by little, they began moving closer together, from opposite sides of the sofa to one cushion apart, until they found themselves sharing one medium-sized cushion, requiring that their hips be pushed together. There was nowhere for Gilbert's arm to go in that position except for around Matthew's shoulders of pushed uncomfortably between them, but neither of them minded when the limb found its way around Matthew. Gilbert knew -and he knew that Matthew knew- that it wasn't a romantic gesture or anything of the sort, so he would simply keep it there, missing Matthew's small blush as he turned back to whatever it was they had been watching that day.

Description
It had grown unexpectedly

Matthew, honestly and truly, had never anticipated actually becoming friends with the eccentric, narcissistic albino known as Gilbert Beilschmidt. Sure he spent a lot of time with the guy, but it wasn't as if he'd actually had a choice in that matter. But somehow in the course of the monotonous discussions about school, they had began talking about other things. One thing lead to another and suddenly, Gilbert was sitting at Matthew's kitchen table with the Canadian at the stove and making them pancakes, his long blonde hair tied back in a short ponytail that the other male had teased him for.

It had been about two months since Gilbert had transferred into the school, and most of the people who had come into contact with him -including Matthew himself- were thoroughly confused and frankly shocked at his decision to befriend the oft-forgotten little blonde boy. Matthew, for his part, was most just ecstatic at the fact that someone remembered him for once.

Somehow, these random meetings moved themselves from the kitchen over to the sofa in Matthew's living room, where he and Gilbert would watch TV together, or occasionally play a game. Little by little, they began moving closer together, from opposite sides of the sofa to one cushion apart, until they found themselves sharing one medium-sized cushion, requiring that their hips be pushed together. There was nowhere for Gilbert's arm to go in that position except for around Matthew's shoulders of pushed uncomfortably between them, but neither of them minded when the limb found its way around Matthew. Gilbert knew -and he knew that Matthew knew- that it wasn't a romantic gesture or anything of the sort, so he would simply keep it there, missing Matthew's small blush as he turned back to whatever it was they had been watching that day.