Berwald third person POV, enjoy guy!
Berwald was getting in his car when he got a text from Tino.
Tino: Älskade?
Berwald's heart was pounding out of his chest. Was Tino calling him älskade?! Then he scrolled up and his heart dropped, he had subconsciously called his friend/secret crush 'älskade' instead of 'Tino'.
Berwald: Oops stupid auto-correct, I meant Tino.
Breaks art his phone down as he began driving. His mind was so preoccupied with how his subconscious had made him call Tino by what he called him in his mind, that he didn't stop at the Stop sign and drove through an intersection without looking.
He arrived at Tino's shockingly fast (thanks to his mildly reckless driving). He parked to the side of the road and walked up to the front step, finding the shorter blond sitting with a face look on his face. Berwald gulped, was Tino's mind spinning for the same reason his was? Was he trying to come up with a nice way of saying that he didn't want to be friends anymore?
Tino looked up and jumped when he saw Berwald.
"Uh, oh, Su-san have you been waiting long?" The violet eyed boy asked, and though it was a lie, the taller shook his head. "I'm sorry, I was lost in thought."
"Bout Lukas?" Berwald said more than asked, his heart beat rated in his ears. Tino nodded, whether he was telling the truth was up for debate.
They walked up to Berwald's car, and if this had been a cliché romance movie, the blue eyed boy would have held the door open for the one he had feelings for, but because this was real life, Tino got in and Berwald started driving to Mathias' house.
It was an awkward, silent ride to the loud blond's place. When they entered the home, the first thing they noticed was the fact that Emil was laughing while texting, Berwald and Tino both raised an eyebrow, that was new. Emil typically didn't make friends easily because if his odd hair and reserved personality.
Emil's violet eyes met with Berwald's blue ones, no doubt seeing something in those near impossible to read irises. His eyes then landed on Tino and he knew it was something serious, setting his phone down, all previous traces of humor gone.
"Emil..." Mathias started.
"We found out the identity of the drunk driver who hit you and Lukas... Your mom didn't want you to know... But you deserve to know." Tino said, sounding glum.
"Driver was your father. He's broken his legs, arms and hip." Berwald finished.
Emil excused himself, but Berwald had seen the pain, anger and sadness that was barely visible in his eyes.
After about thirty minutes, a motorcycle was heard leaving and quickly.
What do you guys think happened after thirty minutes, nya?