(Again, Thank you FandomCandy for this idea. Also, sorry this is late af. )

Every day, Gilbert would see the gorgeous blonde that sat in the front of his math class. Matthew Williams. He was everything that Gilbert could want, but Gilbert never had the guts to talk to him. No matter how much Antonio and Francis would urge him, Gilbert sat at the sidelines. He thought that he would be able to get Matthew one day, just not today. But it should have been today. It should have been yesterday. It should have been last week.

Today was Matthew's birthday, and Gilbert wanted to make him a surprise birthday present. He would slave day and night, perfecting the pancake recipe and shaping them perfectly. After a week of prep, he had made the perfect bird-shaped pancakes drizzled with real maple syrup. Gilbert knew the way to Matthew's house perfectly. How else was he supposed to get pictures of his perfect-in-every-way senpai? Gilbert has memorized the town, street, house number, and window of his perfect Matthew. All he had to do was sneak the pancakes into Matthew's room. It was 11:00 at night when Gilbert set out his plan to give Matthew a nice birthday surprise.

Gilbert found the house in about 5 minutes. It was hard for him to read in the dark, but the moonlight helped him see the outlines of everything. As he crawled up to Matthew's window, he was about to open it until he noticed the outline of a vase of.... TULIPS!? Gilbert instinctively growled, knowing who would get his Matthew tulips. This man was one of Gilbert's worst enemies, clearly trying to steal senpai's love.

Lars Maes.

Gilbert could not contain any of his anger for much longer. He continued with his plan, carefully placing the pancakes next to the tulips. Smirking, Gilbert got out some of his poison. This was one of Gilbert's essentials on these kinds of missions. He dumped some of it into the vase of roses, allowing them to wilt. He smirked before getting his chloroform. Just in case. Gilbert made his way over to the bed, resisting petting his senpai's beautiful hair. He looked so fragile while laying there on the bed next to the monster that is Lars.

Gilbert carefully picked up Lars, holding the chloroform close. Lars started to stir scaring Gilbert out of his wits. A small and strangled 'What the-' emitted from the larger man's mouth before Gil pressed the chloroform against Lars' mouth. He peeked over at Matthew, who still hadn't seemed to notice. A sadistic grin dawned on Gil's face as he escaped through the window, dragging Lars to his house in the dead of night. As they arrived at his house, he headed straight for the basement.

Pushing Lars into a chair and tying him up, Gilbert waited for Lars to wake. It only took an hour, but Gilbert wanted Lars to clear his head first. It wasn't until about 4 in the morning until Lars was struggling, and Gil was watching with a sadistic satisfaction. He ambled over to the blonde and smiled, holding a blood-covered whip in his left hand and a dagger in his right. This sight made Lars shake where he stood, er, sat.

Gilbert sneered as he pushed the spiky-haired blonde against the chair. "Don't scream. We don't want to die now, right?" He rested the cold blade against Lars' neck.

Lars growled at him. "I'm not afraid of you. Matthew will send the co-" He was cut off by a growl.

"You will not say his name. You are not worthy of it." With all the arguing, Gilbert didn't hear the sirens outside until it was too late. Police rushed in and arrested Gil while some helped Lars out of the chair.

~*Time skip BECUASE IM FINISHING THIS CHAPTER IF IT KILLS ME*~

Lars and Matthew snuggled on Matthew's couch, their bodies a complex puzzle as they intertwined with each other. It's been two years since the incident and the couple have only gotten closer. Nothing could keep them apart even if they died for each other.