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The summer never lasted in Novgorod. The summer never really lasted in Russia either way. It was like a comic break, here for a brief moment, only to drift away, leaving behind storm clouds and chilling winds.
Gilbert was a little like that too, because every year the summer would come back, and at the end of every day he would come back. In the strangest hours of the night, Raivis would hear the front door slam shut and footsteps thunder up the stairs. It was already in the middle of winter, and the blonde still had no idea what the Albino was doing during the day.
"Eduard?"
"Hm?"
"Where does Gilbert go?" Raivis asked as he sat on a chair, looking out the window. Eduard, perched on his own chair and staring at the computer screen, shrugged his shoulders.
"How should I know?"
This time Raivis gave a shrug. "You seem to know everything."
The Estonian rolled his eyes.
"Go finish your chores."
"Gilbert helped me finish them before he left."
A groan.
"Then go find something to do."
"I can't stay here?"
"No, you're distracting me from my own work."
The older boy's words were blunt as ever, but they still hurt.
"Okay."
Quietly, the Latvian stood up and made his way from the room and dwn the stairs. To be frank, there wasn't much to do. Seeing Peter was out of the question, and Lili was away in Switzerland with her brother. The only time he got to see her was around Christmas time.
Red balloons drifted across his mind.
Maybe he could go see him.
Raivis shook his head.
He'd been going to that bench every other day, and everytime the man in the bear suit would come by and give him a red balloon before sitting next to him.
Maybe he'll be there today.
A small smile pulled at his lips.
The sky was turning dark, but that didn't stop the blonde from walking out of the house and down the street towards the park. A wind whipped by, slashing against flushed cheeks and causing a shiver to run through his small body, making him snuggle further into the scarf around his neck. If it was this cold, then there was probably no chance that the man in the suit would be there. Still, he was already halfway there, why turn back now?
Walking past the front entrance, he went over to the Eastern area of the park. The Western area was more lively and occupied with water fountains, flowers beds and people, but the Latvian preferred the quiet, simple and secluded spot. And the besides, the roses were beginning to climb the stone walls. That wasn't happening on the other side.
His breath seeped throught he fabric of the scarf as he trudged further to the bench. Amythest eyes scanned the area, only to find an empty man-made wilderness around him.
Of course he isn't here, a voice chided in the boy's mind. It's too cold to be selling balloons.
"Be quiet Eduard..." He murmured, recognizing the tone of voice that the voice as giving him. Sighing, he let himself plop down on the wooden bench and rest his elbows on his knees, hanging his head low.
"Of course he wouldn't be here."
He could feel something heavy tugging at his chest. Disappointment? Probably. But... it didn't mean that the bear man broke a promise or anything. The bear man came and went on his own schedule, and he never spoke to Raivis, so there was no sense in feeling glum about not seeingăź
His thoughts were stopped short when a tap padded against his shoulder. Whipping his head up, he met the unfazed gaze of the bear, who held out a balloon.
A red one.
"Mr. Bear..."
The said figure nodded and walked over to him, setting himself down on the boy's right. A smile pulled at the blonde's lips.
"I missed you."
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