Englands POV

I went to bed long before Matthew as I knew that I had to start classes early the next morning.  I advised him to go to sleep soon so he would get a proper sleep and he nodded, so imagine my surprise when I got up at 6:00 to find that Matthew was already awake. I flicked off my alarm and sat up, gazing curiously at him. He was sitting at his desk in the corner by his bed and writing. He had his laptop open and was typing away. A yogurt cup rested beside him and a coke can was open in front of him. He picked it up and took a quick sip before continuing.  He was already dressed in a t-shirt and blue jeans.

"Matthew, what on earth are you doing up so early?" I asked. he turned to face me and smile. "Oh, good morning Arthur. I've just been writing to one of my old friends. He lives in a different time zone so I can only talk to hi8m at night. Plus he's a little stupid so he never realizes what time it is here. If he did he'd come put me to bed himself." He laughed. HI smiled at his sweetness. His computer made a soft 'ding' indicating that he had a new message. He turned around and quickly typed his reply and sending it off before returning his attention to me. "What are you doing up so early Arthur?" He asked. "Classes start today. I have English in an hour." I replied with a quick eye roll. Matthew looked at the clock then flailed. "Oh no! I haven't even showered yet! Oh my gosh, I'm going to be late! Excuse me Arthur!" He exclaimed, typed goodbye to his friend then sprinted out of the room with a small bag.

I honestly don't know what the boy had been so worried about. He returned 13 minutes later fully clothed and hair only slightly damp. He smiled and greeted me then offered me a muffin. I stood from my desk chair that I'd sat in after having put on my usual slacks and sweater vest combo and accepted it happily. "Thank you Matthew. How very kind." He blushed then skipped back over to his computer.  15 minutes before class, just as we were about to leave someone knocked on our door. I answered and to my absolute delight  a tall blond Frenchman stood there. He seemed surprised that I'd answered. "Oh. 'Ello there. My name is Francis. I'm 'ere to see Matthieu." He spoke.

Just as I was about to reply in a rather rude manner Matthew popped up in front of me. "Francis!" he cheered and gave him a happy kiss. "This is my room mate Arthur." He gestured to myself then grasped the blonds hand. "Arthur this is my boyfriend Francis!" He seemed pretty pleased with that so I decided not to curse the man out. "Yes, yes, hello.  I'm Arthur, pleasure. Now I'm off to class." and with that I left to go to English.

Matthews POV 

I blinked after him. "Wonder what's wrong." Francis shrugged and held out his hand. "Mon amour? Off to class then, oui? I will take you." He offered. I smiled. "Oh, that's not necessary Francis. You'll be late if you do that. I'll see you later. Have fun. Je t'aime." He leaned down and kissed me. "I love you too. 'Ave fun."

Later that night (Still Matts POV)

When I got back to the dorm that night after classes Arthur was already back and sitting on his bed with a plate of rice and chicken on his lap and a novel in the hand that wasn't holding a fork. He seemed pretty in to the book so I quietly sat down at my desk with my poutine and my anatomy of animals books and materials that I needed for studying.  "welcome back." I heard Arthur say a while later. "Thank you. How was your day?" I replied. He shrugged. "Decent enough. I didn't have to see your friend at all after this morning so it proved rather eventful.' I furrowed my eyebrows. "why do you hate Francis so much?" I asked. He sighed. "He just reminds me an old friend, that's all." I nodded in understanding.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I got up and opened the door to find Francis there, smirking down at me. I blushed a little. "Oh, hello Francis." I said sheepishly. "Salut Matthieu. My room mate doesn't get 'ere 'till tomorrow I asked the office and they said 'is flight was cancelled because of the weather and 'as to come on a later one. So I though that maybe you would like to join me downstairs, just for tonight." He said with a wink. I flushed brightly but nodded anyways. "U-uh... y-yes, just let me grab a few things. Attend." I returned inside and grabbed fresh clothes for the morning. "Later Arthur, see you tomorrow!" He grunted in response.

Francis and I headed out and then downstairs. He kept looking at me weirdly the whole way down. He just smirked and looked me up and down while I blushed and tried to hide behind my clothes, extremely unsuccessfully might I add as Francis seemed t have x-ray vision and it was really creepy. I could feel his... sexual aura from where I stood. As far away from him as possible. It wasn't that we hadn't done it before, it'd just been a while. A very long while.

Arthurs POV (Warning!!! Slightly sexual content! okay fine, more than slightly. Not smut though.)

It wasn't long after they left, maybe about three minutes, I heard the door open and Francis and Matthew laughing. Suddenly Francis got serious. "Matthieu?" He began. "Oui? Matthew replied. "It 'as been a long time since we did zhis last." "Oui it has." I felt a little bad that I could hear them through the vent in the floor but it wasn't as if I were doing it on purpose. I didn't have any means of blocking out the sound and I couldn't just leave, I needed to use my desk and materials.

I heard the soft sound of clothes dropping to the floor and what I assumed was Matthews back hitting the wall directly below me. Matthew gave a faint sound of approval as Francis continued to have his way with the shy blond. I didn't get much sleep thanks to the noises, though I suppose they didn't either considering. The only thing that surprised me other than how loud Matthew got (not very, but still.) was when he took a turn on top. He sounded like he knew what he was doing too.