The animal that divides us.
The rain drops eagerly streamed down the window, the sound of water slamming against the hard glass caught his attention only for a while.
His emerald locks were soaked completely, just as his all too familiar suit. It didn't feel comfortable, but he didn't mind at the time. Other things occupied his brain.
Ferb's eyes finally darted away from the window and back at the neatly folded clothes on his bed. Sitting down on the mattress he sighed deeply remembering the scene from just a few minutes ago.
He promised himself that he would never forget those precious seconds he had just shared with the love of his life.
The young boy knew that such a relationship could never be. They were too different, their personalities, they background, their family, their age. But it didn't stop him from hoping.
Slowly he undressed himself; it didn't take more than a few seconds before Ferb was ready for bed.
Phineas entered the room, his expression showed curiosity and pity. The green haired boy knew that his brother would definitely ask about earlier, but he was far from in the mood of talking about losing what you wished to be yours for so long.
And he lost it all in just a few seconds.
"Ferb? You okay?" The red haired boy asked as he stepped inside their room. Sitting on his own bed he stared at Ferb who was watching the ceiling. His facial expression was tough to read, but Phineas always managed to find some emotion hidden in that stiff look his brother mastered so perfectly.
"I'd wish I could say something that would make it all better." Phineas said softly, looking down at his feet barely reaching the floor.
"It's okay. I knew it would happen sooner or later." The green haired boy sighed again, closed his eyes and decided it would be best if he just went to sleep and forgot about this day.
It was a bad idea to build that stupid machine. I knew it from the beginning and still I didn't stop.