Gilbert stopped his dance, though not his excitement. He jabbed a finger at Alfred. "Serves you right for being overconfident!" When he got home, he was so going to put this on his blog. "Come on. Let's play another game so I can beat you at it too!"

Ivan continued to pat Alfred's head a few more times before poking him in the cheek. "Now now, play nice everyone or I will have to break something. This was fun for everyone." Alfred could say it wasn't all he liked. Ivan would say otherwise until he agreed.

"There is no way you are going to win again! And you better not break any of my stuff!" Alfred exclaimed, pointing a finger at Ivan. The Russian better not break anything. That wouldn't be cool and it wasn't something a friend would do.

While Alfred was still complaining about his loss, Matthew went over to the games and looked at them. He knew Gilbert wanted to see Alfred get scared, but the only games that would do that would be the single player ones. He grabbed one and put it in. "Let's play this one." he said, holding the case up to the group.

Ivan tilted his head at Alfred. When he said he would break something, he didn't mean inanimate objects. Oh well, probably not worth explaining. "I won't, for now." He turned his attention to the game Matthew held up. "Is it fun?"

Gilbert skipped over to look closer at the case. It looked like some kind of cliche horror, but he enjoyed that. "Sure! That looks rad!" It was a one player game though so he looked around at the others present. He wanted to play himself, but he also wanted to see how they all reacted. "Who plays first?"

"Of course I'm going to play first! It's my game and I am the only one who has the right to play first." Alfred said. He picked up the controller so that nobody could argue with him about that.

Matthew sighed quietly to himself. Of course his brother wanted to go first. But then again, he always got more scared when he was playing versus watching someone else play. So that will be fun to watch. He took a seat next to his twin and watched him begin the game.

"Your logic is a little ah....never mind," Ivan sighed. Someone would have to teach Alfred to be less spoiled at a later date when it was just the two of them. For now, he settled with his back against the couch, very close to Alfred as he watch the game with interest. It seemed it would be amusing.

Gilbert lounged across the couch, never blinking his eyes away from the screen. "When's it going to get scary?" He glanced down at Matthew, looking for some kind of confirmation that this wasn't a sissy game.

"It'll be soon, I'm sure." Matthew assured Gilbert. He could tell just by the cover of the game that it was going to be scary. It was just a matter of waiting for it.

Alfred ignored the talking around him. He was completely focused on the game. It took about half an hour by the time when the first truly scary scene appear. He promptly dropped the controller and hid behind Matthew's back, shaking slightly.

Gilbert burst out laugh, almost falling off the couch with it. "What the fuck! He really is a scardy!" Not that Gilbert hadn't jumped too, but in the expected, normal person response to horror. The sort that left his hair standing up and his heart beating faster with adrenaline and excitement, desperate for more.

When Alfred dropped the controller, Ivan picked it up with a smile. He found the game quite amusing like a child's toy. The concept of horror lost itself completely to him. "My turn!" After grabbing Alfred by the back of his shirt and pulling the shivering man to fall against his side, Ivan resumed the game.

Gilbert's expression switched to 'wtf' as he pointed between the two, giving Matthew a questioning look. Did he miss something?

Alfred glared slightly at Ivan for pulling him out of his hiding spot. He had been perfectly happy hiding behind Matthew. But he supposed he could hide behind the Russian. Not that the hero needs to do such a thing. He really wasn't scared, after all. He had just been protecting his brother from the back.

Matthew had jumped slightly at the scene as well. But Alfred's reaction had been expected. It's what always did in these situations. Though he hadn't been expecting Ivan to pull him away from him. He shrugged at Gilbert's look. He didn't understand what was going on either.

Ivan patted Alfred on the head again as he played. From the way he humed and smiled, it seemed he played a child's game not a horror. "Aw, listen to all the screeching. It is quite amusing, yes?" he asked as a bloodstained door creaked open and he walked right inside without fear.

As amused as Gilbert was by this, he was getting bored. He nudge-kicked Ivan in the back, not that he reacted. "Me and Matthew want to play!" he demanded.

Alfred flinched every time something scary happened. But he refused to hide again. He refused to be seen as weak from being scared. "Yeah.. Great..." he answered in a timid tone. While he was glad he wasn't alone when playing this game, it was hard to appear brave when he was scared out of his wits.

"Umm.. Can one of us have a turn, please?" Matthew asked. He knew being rude wasn't going to get them anything. And Gilbert was definitely being rude.

"Do you need a hug?" Ivan asked as he looked down at Alfred. For someone who could punch him in the face without fear, he looked so weak right now. It was honestly adorable. Ivan wanted to mess with him in so many ways, but he would probably get in trouble. Alfred needed to still be his friend after this.

When Matthew asked much more politely, Ivan sighed and passed him the controller. Gilbert pouted at that because he totally asked first, but he could settle with this. He rearranged himself on the couch so he was closer to Matthew and flopped over to lay his chin on the other's shoulder and watch from there.

"I don't need a hug!" Alfred exclaimed. Though he would like one very much. But, as the hero, he couldn't ask for one. that would make him seem pathetic. And he definitely didn't want that. Even if Ivan looked like he could give a good hug if he wanted to. He knew Matthew did, but his brother was busy right now.

Matthew gave Ivan a smile when he handed over the controller. He gave Gilbert a look saying 'this is how you get things' before turning back to the game. When the albino laid his chin on his shoulder, he felt himself blushing again. But he refused to react to it other than that. He just kept his eyes on the screen.

Ivan decided that meant yes so he wrapped both arms around Alfred with a giant grin, just a little bit possessively. "Okay!" He mixed his attention between the man in his arms and the couple next to him, noticing Matthew's blush when Gilbert did not. How interesting.

Gilbert had no intentions of watching in silence. He wrapped one arm around Matthew's shoulder in order to stabilize himself as he pointed at the screen with the other. "No! Go right! I totally saw something other there," he exclaimed, clearly the sort to backseat drive. If he didn't get to play, he would butt in. Simple as that.

Alfred didn't really mind when Ivan hugged him. It was warm, like he had thought it would be. So he couldn't complain about it. Besides, he liked hugs. He let the hug last for a moment before pushing Ivan away.

Matthew felt himself blush harder at Gilbert's actions. "Would you rather play?" he asked. He didn't like when people tried to tell him where to go when he was playing a game. It was a trait he shared with Alfred.

Ivan pouted when he was pushed away, but didn't say anything. He just huffed and found himself staring at Alfred again. "You are very huggable you know," he whispered in the other's ear.

Gilbert had wanted the controller, but he decided he liked where he lay. He felt comfortable like this and entertained enough. "No, I'm fine. It's your turn after all," he hummed, forgetting that his position left him pretty much talking into Matthew's hair and blowing air along his neck. "Oh look, a green light! Chase it, chase it, chase it!"

Alfred blushed slightly at Ivan's words. "I've been told that before." he commented. He was losing focus from the game, so he wasn't scared at the moment. Until a sudden jump scare suddenly appeared on the screen and he flinched and turned to cling to Ivan.

"If its my turn, then why are you telling me where to go? If you don't want to play right now, then stop talking." Matthew told him. Normally he wouldn't dare say something like that. But the constant directions were annoying him. He was trying to enjoy the game after all.

"Really? Who's said that?" Ivan asked in a low voice. Alfred was his new hug thing. He was warm and adorable and Ivan did not want to share. He missed having warm things near and no one ever wanted to hug or be hugged by him. He relaxed a little at Alfred's reaction to the game and chuckled. "Why must you be so cute?"

Gilbert pouted. "Fine." He did shut up so he could sulk, but he didn't move from his newfound perch. It was comfortable and he wanted to make it clear he did not enjoy being told to shut up, with his oppressive sulking energies of course.

"Matthew and my parents, mostly." Alfred responded to Ivan's question. He blushed again at Ivan't next question. "I'm not cute!" he exclaimed, embarrassed by that. He's been called cute in the past before. But that was when he was younger. He was a man now and men weren't cute!

Matthew didn't mind that Gilbert didn't move away from him. Though he was making it hard to concentrate on the game. Which is why he handed over the controller to the albino within about half an hour. He couldn't focus.

Family didn't count so Ivan was safe, or rather, any unfortunate other hugger of Alfred was safe from him. "I assure you, it's true," he said and found his hands wandering, one coming up to rest on the small of Alfred's back like this was a very normal place to leave his hand. He wondered he much he could play before anyone in the room noticed.

Gilbert grinned with glee as he snatched the controller away and started playing. "Thanks!" He was really in need of the distraction because it was getting difficult to ignore the other two and they were sickening him. He didn't know how Matthew stood it.

"If you say so, dude." Alfred said. He didn't believe he was cute. Handsome, sexy even. Yes. But not cute. Cute was for little kids. Or Matthew. His brother could be adorable when he wanted to be. He didn't really notice where Ivan had placed his hand, his attention already going back to the game.

"You're welcome." Matthew told him. He hadn't really noticed anything his brother and Ivan were doing. He was to distracted by how close Gilbert had been to him when he had been trying to play.

Ivan hummed and moved his hand around so his arm slung across Alfred's back. He dropped his hand onto his thigh, enjoying what muscle he could feel there. It amazed him how oblivious Alfred could be. Ideas of just being friends went way out the window. Ivan wanted him.

Gilbert narrowed his eyes at the game, playing with his whole body as he rushed though it as fast as possible, let out a surprised squeak every now and then, but clearly invigorated by it all. The entire time, he muttered to the game under his breath.

Alfred wasn't really paying attention to what Ivan was doing. He was focused on the game, flinching slightly every time something scary happened. The arm around him was comforting. Though he did notice when the hand landed on his thigh. He reached down and moved it away, eyes still on the screen.

Matthew wasn't paying much attention to the game. His attention was mostly on watching Gilbert as he played the game, his eyes flickering to the screen every now and then. But the albino was much more interesting to watch.

Huh, so Alfred noticed that at least a little. Moving his hand from the other's thigh, he decided instead to drop his hand in Alfred's lap. All the while, he smiled at the tv screen like he wasn't doing anything at all.

It took Gilbert a while to notice that Matthew watched him instead of the game. He glanced over and flushed a little despite the fact he rarely got distracted from games. "W-what? Do you want another turn or something?" he muttered, not sure why anyone would feel like staring at him playing a game.

Alfred instantly moved Ivan's hand again. He still wasn't really paying much attention to what was going to with anything other than the game. It was more just an instant reaction.

Matthew flushed and looked away. "N-No. I'm fine." he stuttered. He can't believe he let himself be caught staring. That was embarrassing. He had thought he was being more discrete than that. He kept his head facing towards the tv, but looked at the albino from the corner of his eye.

Ivan put his hand back. Although this was amusing, he wasn't getting a very good reaction. He started considering what else he could do to express his interest in Alfred. He could of course, tell him. That would not be fun though and such a straight forward route did not occur to him. No, he would continue this game.

Gilbert flushed a little more at seeing Matthew flush. Well this was awkward wasn't it? "Oh...okay," he mumbled before turning back to the game. He couldn't concentrate on it though. If Matthew didn't want to play, then why was he staring?