A/N: Based off the comic when Poland sees Liet's back and then we get to see Liet in a maid costume~ /nose bleed
I can picture Poland watching Tangled and crying. Yeah... That movie was cute, despite what I initially thought...
I don't own anything except for... my own twist on the comic? /fail
"I'm just going to take a bath. Is that alright, Feliks?" Toris asked. He was tired after being dragged around town all day and his back was hurting again.
"Yeah, yeah." Feliks waved his hand. "You can, like, use my bath soap too." Toris thanked him and began running his bath.
In the living room, Feliks was devising a prank. "I'm like, totally going to prank Liet. But how?" Feliks thought a moment before rummaging through his closet for a water gun from his beach supplies. He filled it with cold water and snickered at how it would be funny when he scared Toris.
The water had stopped running so Feliks assumed Toris was already in the bath. Toris wasn't one to lock doors. It was a habit brought on by his mother.
Feliks snickered again as he creaked the door open. Toris was sitting up in the bath, bubbles floating around him. His back was to Feliks and he had a perfect shot, but any trace of prankster was gone when Feliks saw his back.
There were scars littering his pale back. He watched as Toris sighed and eased back into the water. Feliks closed the door.
"Wow… There's a whole side of him I don't know…" Feliks dumped the water gun into his sink. He was now devising a plan to ask how his shy and timid boyfriend got all those battle scars.
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Toris was towel drying his hair as he walked out of the bathroom. His back felt a million times better thanks to the water. He saw Feliks still sitting in the living room.
"Hey, Feliks. I thought you were going to out a movie in?"
"Like, what happened to your back?" Smooth.
"W-What?" Toris stumbled back, shocked by the question.
"I saw your back when I was trying to pull a prank on you in the bath. Like, what happened?" Feliks pointed his finger to Toris.
The Lithuanian had no choice but to tell the Pole. Well, it was either tell him now or suffer a millennia of never ending questions, pestering him about it. "I-Ivan gave them to me."
Feliks jumped up. "That Ruskie?" His voice had a sharp tone. "I should kick him for that."
"N-No! It… I'm fine now." Toris tried to calm him down. "Ivan didn't mean to ever do what he did."
"Like, that's crap, Liet!" Feliks whined. "That Ruskie has it out for you and you, like, know it. I, like, should have known there was something totally messed up with him."
"R-Really. It's fine. It's all in the past anyways." Feliks mumbled something under his breath. "Anyways, what about that movie?"
"I'm still gonna, like totally kick his butt for this. And I wanna watch Tangled."