Meet The Family

Hagen had only been home about a week when Marius showed up on his door. Honest to God his first response was a panicked, "What are you doing here?!"

It was like his worst nightmares come true; he thought he had escaped Marius after the war was over.

Yet, there he was; his brother serving them tea in the sitting room. Hagen was fidgeting. He had to get away...

"I hear you were the medic with my brother's team, yes?" His brother asked, feeling around until he found the right place to sit. His cane was laying next to the couch.

Marius smiled, nodding out of habit.

"Why, yes--we were very close. He was my favorite patient, and well..." He chuckled into his cup of tea. "Let's just say, we were particularly close. I simply had to find him--who'd have thought he lived so close? Two towns away, it's a miracle."

Hagen fidgeted. It was times like this he was pissed that his brother couldn't see; if he could, he would no doubt excuse Hagen.

"I'll get more tea!" He said suddenly, grabbing the pot and hurrying into the kitchen. Relief at last.

"Herr Goettinger," his brother said, looking down at his mug, "did you take good care of my brother?"

Marius nodded again before remembering that his host was blind. Chuckling with embarrassment, he replied, "But of course. He's very dear to me, and taking care of him was one of my greatest joys. I'm sure you can relate, Herr Feldt?" He rested his head against his palm, absentmindedly tracing a finger over the long scar on his face.

"You make excellent tea, by the way."

Bastian laughed slightly.

"Oh, no, not particularly. Hagen is a pain in the ass."

"Hey." Hagen, who had brought back the teapot, without any fresh tea mind you, protested. "I am not."

He grinned dreamily.

"He really isn't. Well, maybe sometimes, but it's not very polite to discuss such occasions openly, right? Personal affairs should remain personal.

"Regardless, do I know I love your brother very much. I want to spend my life with him." He sipped his tea calmly, shooting a shy smile in Hagen's direction.

Hagen groaned. Oh God, he hadn't told his brother about any of that shit at all.

Thus why Bastian spit his tea back into the cup, spilling quite a bit of it onto himself.

"E-excuse me, H-herr Goettinger..." He coughed, groping for a napkin to clean himself up with. "...I was not aware you were, ah, more than friends, with my brother, you see..."

Bastian looked around to try and locate Hagen, so he could shoot him a steely glare. It worked, too; his glares were always extra creepy due to his whited over eyes.

"I-I was gonna tell you..." Hagen mumbled awkwardly.

Marius handed Bastian a napkin, looking very confused.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to--Hagen, why didn't you say anything? My, I didn't mean to surprise anyone..." He sighed deeply. "I'm very sorry, Herr Feldt, perhaps I should've made my intentions clearer earlier? I wish very much to be your brother--in law, at least."

He cleaned himself up, still staring at Hagen rather eerily.

"Oh, don't worry about it, it's really my brother's fault for being a completely and utter inconsiderate moron." He smiled, but it had a rather harsh edge to it. "I find it strange Hagen hasn't mentioned you before."

Hagen tried to say something, but before he could, Bastian cut in again with, "Say! You know what would be a splendid idea? Hagen, why don't you go stay with Marius for a while? Since you can't be bothered to tell your brother about simple things like your sexuality and who you're dating, I think this is your way of telling me that you want to spend some time away from me."

Hagen wanted to die. Oh GOD this was his worst nightmare times two. TWOOOOOOOOOO!!

Marius clasped Bastian's hands, overtaken by complete delight.

"Brüder! Can I call you that? Brüder, you are too kind--I could never take away your precious Hagen, I just couldn't. He's part of your beloved family unit."

Bastian just smiled.

"Oh, no, I'm sure Hagen's delighted to go; isn't that right, brother?"

Hagen, upon being stared at with those eyes, just nodded. Oh God no his brother was such a fucking dick.

"...yes." Hagen lied, hating his life more and more by the second.

Tears of happiness streamed down his cheeks.

"Oh, Brüder, this is so sudden--I hardly got to know you, like I had wanted. I would hate to intrude, but might Hagen and I stay another week? I've never had a brother before, so I'm very excited." He looked up at Hagen, beaming. "I'll even share a room with Hagen, so we won't take up much space at all."

Actually, this was great news for Hagen! There was no way Marius could do any of his creepy voodoo ritualistic Satanistic shit while he as in his own house, with his brother home. Ah, man, awesome!

Hagen smiled suddenly, delighted.

"I'll show Marius my room!" He said, grabbing Marius and dragging him up the stairs and into the attic, which served as his room.

Marius looked around, smiling dreamily.

"It's like we're a real married couple," he giggled. "At night we can do you favorite thing--I'll jerk you off and give you blowjobs."

Except, Hagen's room was covered in panties and bras and lingerie in general. Even some women's blouses and skirts.

He jumped onto his bed, which was perhaps the only thing devoid of the women's clothes.

"Yeah, yeah good." He was suddenly feeling much better. "I've missed your blowjobs, you know. Oh, don't mind the mess, I had a coming home party."

Marius's smile faded slightly.

"...You had sex with a lot of normal girls, right?" He toyed with his hair awkwardly.

Hagen laughed.

"Well, duh. I mean, you scared away all of the nurses I wanted to bang, so I had to compensate when I got home." He grinned widely. "Though, I wouldn't call them 'normal'. Man, there were some tigers in that bunch...rawr."

He laughed again, as if he was the coolest guy ever. "Anyway, do you like my room?"

He nodded, looking much less enthusiastic than normal.

"Yes...it's wonderful, Hagen. I'm just not feeling well, is all..." He sighed deeply.

"Well, hey, maybe we should eat." He offered, standing up again. "What do you like to eat, anyway?"

He laughed softly, but it was hollow.

"I'm not hungry, Hagen, it's fine. Just suddenly tired, I guess...did you enjoy yourself? Having sex with normal straight women, I mean? Was it fun?"

He didn't know why Marius wanted to know, but he took a sort of pleasure in telling him.

"Well, yeah, man! Of course it was nice. I mean, it was like, awesome. There at least, like, what twenty, maybe? And I mean, most of them were stacked. It was sweet. You should've been there." He laughed, somewhat cruelly. "Oh, right, you would have scared them all off. Never mind."

Marius sat down on the bed, his smile completely gone.

"...Yes, I suppose I would have."

Hagen felt something akin to guilt, and so he quickly tried to change the subject.

"A-are you sure you aren't hungry?"

"I'm sure one of those girls would've been hungry, but I'm not."

"Well, then, what am I supposed to do to make you feel better?" He asked impatiently.