You felt a bead of sweat run down your throat, due to the burning Egyptian sun beating down on your skin.
You breathed in the dry air and licked your dry, chapped lips. Why were you subjecting youself to this torture? Simple. You were visiting the only man who could stand the heat, and be in a floor length robe to boot.
Why were you visiting him? Well, he was the only person who was quiet for more than five damn minutes. In fact, you couldn't remember the last time he spoke. Oh and the tini-tiny fact that you were kind of - sort of - maybe- in love with him.
Your flat shoes clicked on the stone walkway to his house. The house is fairly large, tan in color and very open.
Egypt himself was outside the house, with his pet Jackal, Anubis. His golden eyes drifted to, and stayed focused, on you. You wave, a small smile on your face.
He doesn't wave back and you start to run your fingers through your [H/C] hair- a nervous habit.
You walk up to him and stop just shy of the tanned man. You swallow thickly, "H-Hey, Gupta."
He nods at you and gestures to his door- inviting you in. You smiled a bit brighter and nod. He walks to the door and opens it. Anubis runs in first and then Egypt stops and floushishes his hand, as if saying 'ladies first.'
You smile shyly and mutter a 'thank you'. You walk into the somewhat cooler house and take in the stone arcitecture. Anubis brushed your legs, and you kneeled down and stroked the Jackal's soft fur.
"Hello, sweetie." You croon to it. You look up and Egypt's golden eyes are filled with something akin to surprise.
You tilt you head and raise a brow, but he shakes his head. The gesture clearly means, 'Don't worry about it.'
You shrug and follow him to his sitting room, Anubis trailing after you. When you arrive, Egypt is already sitting down and he tells you to sit down as well, without speaking, again.
Some people wonder how you can be around him, as he never speaks. They can't read him like you can. You can understand whatever he's trying to say, without him saying anything at all.
His golden eyes are trained on you and you can feel the searing focus of it. You look shyly at him and bury your hand into the dark fur of Anubis.
Egypt suddenly is reaching for you, his tanned hand searching for yours. You blush, smile, and place your hand in his. He covered your hand with his other hand.
His golden eyes say what he never can. They say that he loves you and that he's missed you. You place your second hand over his.
"I know, Gupta." You say and smile gently. His eyes twinkle and he gives you a half smile. He pulls his hands from yours and you miss the warmth of his hands.
It's quiet, but you don't mind.
Because, in his silence, so much is said.
A/N: I hope you all liked it. I saw silence and thought, "Well, Egypt doesn't talk." Cheap shot, I know. Review loves~
