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30 Day Writing Challenge (Day Nine)

Prompt: Move

"Move over, bromeo."

Alfred didn't even wait for Matthew to oblige before he rolled the other over to the other side of the bed as he slid under the covers. This, of course, made the young Canadian groan. Here he was, sleeping peacefully, having a wonderful dream that included a mountain of delicious, fluffy pancakes, and then his idiot older brother wakes him up just so that they could sleep in the same bed.

"Alfred," Matthew hissed as his brother accidentally kicked him in the shin, "Alfred, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Why?" Alfred grinned. "Can't a hero come by to visit his favourite damsel in distress slash adorable baby brother?"

Knowing that he was not going to be getting a proper answer from him, the Canadian rolled his eyes and turned around, his back facing the American.

And that was when the thunder roared.

The younger brother snickered. "You know, if you were afraid of the thunder, you could've just told me."

"Not scared," Matthew could practically hear the pout in Alfred's voice, "Just worried that you were."

Matthew laughed, but allowed it to slide. 

His big brother was so cute sometimes.