AN: Although it may not be announced in this chapter, the poll is closed and the winner with 5 votes to 3 is... Rooooooooooo-mano!
hello yes my name is too much cough syrup and it didn't even help
No, I will not address the fact that i've been gone for thirteen years. I don't see the relevance.
holy shit most of this chapter is just texts
Fallon Kristerson: They may have seen him at some point after "Erzovet" and Roderich had a fight, but they wouldn't recognize him
No new pairings i believe but this chapter is full of sap w/ old ones so wever
Enjoy!
Feliciano happily trotted alongside Ludwig, who had finally gotten his English journal out of his locker. "You know," he giggled, beaming at the blushing brute, "I don't think you've ever forgotten something at school before." When Ludwig blushed further, mumbling something about distractions, he smiled, pleased, and didn't ask anything more.
They were nearly at the doors when there was a small jingling sound, like keys hitting a doorknob, and Ludwig immediately grabbed Feliciano, shoving him and himself into a small nook between a classroom and the lockers.
Feliciano looked up at him, eyes wide in worry and surprise, but the German only held a finger to his lips, warning him to stay quiet.
From their spot they couldn't see anything, but a distinct Austrian accent soon made itself known.
"How did you get the keys?"
"I borrowed them from Gilbert." Vash's voice, Ludwig identified curiously. "He stole them from his dad. You should thank me again, Edelstein, for dealing with him for you."
Roderich laughed hollowly. "I could never thank you enough."
It sounded a bit dramatic to Feliciano, but there was something sweet about it, and he took the chance to peek at Ludwig. "Hey," he whispered, staring up at the man. Ludwig turned, as if to reprimand him for speaking, but before he could utter a word himself he was drawn into a kiss. Even standing on his toes, Feliciano needed to pull Ludwig down to reach him. Letting his arms dangle over Ludwig's neck, he drew himself against the locker and forgot about the other people in the hallway.
So, yes, Gilbert may have recycled the same advice to his brother and Roderich. But it wasn't like he wanted to help Roderich out in wooing Vash, so he didn't see the need to put any effort into his romantic advice.
He groaned dramatically, shoving his face into the pillow. At that very moment, Roderich and Vash were probably sharing some cheesy moment in the secluded hallway of the school. He had no idea why his technique worked so well, but it had yet to fail, and remembering that only made him groan again.
Deciding to ignore his predicament, he pulled out his phone, quickly texting both Elizaveta and Lukas.
so when r ur parents gonna bug us
To: lizzzzzzz
Tue, Dec 14 07:11 PM
what song are we doing?
To: (320) 563-7***
Tue, Dec 14 07:11 PM
He found himself heading for Roderich's number before remembering he was busy, and let the phone fall to the bed with an overly dramatic sigh, wondering if he should go over to Antonio and Francis's room.
Instinctively, he knew they would only tease him for moping, and he trashed the idea, waiting for his phone to light up.
We're doing the "Ask Alfred, I switched partners" song.
From: (320) 563-*0**
Tue, Dec 14 07:14 PM
Gilbert frowned at his phone, a little pissed that Lukas hadn't told him earlier. He wasn't upset about the switch, though. Alfred's tastes decidedly matched his own more than Lukas's. Either way, he didn't have the American's phone number, so he'd have to find another way to avoid his problems.
Too lazy to look for something else to do he scrolled through all his contacts, trying to find anyone to talk to. Vaguely remembering something about making sure he wasn't in his room before visiting Feli, Gilbert considered Vash's number. Roderich, still believing himself to be subtle, hadn't actually told Gilbert he was thinking about Vash. He couldn't actually blame him for texting the swiss object of his affections while on their expedition. The albino smiled nefariously, furthering his resolve and quickly selecting the number.
is it safe to go to your room
To: uptight swiss
Tue, Dec 14 07:18 PM
As to be expected of the perfectly punctual man, Gilbert received a response immediately, and he hesitated before responding.
I can't believe you are actually texting me to find out. Yes, you are in the clear.
From: uptight swiss
Tue, Dec 14 07:18 PM
only doing as u commanded
To: uptight swiss
Tue, Dec 14 07:20 PM
It only took a second for Vash to respond once again, and he quickly tacked his way to his inbox.
Just to clarify, you do not need to ask me every time you want to go to my dorm.
From: uptight swiss
Tue, Dec 14 07:21 PM
He frowned once again, not sure how to respond, but with a shrug he quickly typed out a reply.
Then why did you give me yuor number?
To: uptight swiss
Tue, Dec 14 07:22 PM
After there wasn't an immediate ding, Gilbert cursed mutedly, tossing his phone to the other side of the bed. He squeezed his eyes shut, reminding himself repeatedly that Roderich was a gentleman who wouldn't try anything. Finally, there was a muffled chime and Gilbert raced to grab the phone.
they have been bugging me all day if you want to join the fun they will be happy to let you
From: lizzzzzzz
Tue, Dec 14 07:27 PM
Gilbert sighed automatically, but he let himself be distracted by plans. He'd find out if anything happened soon enough.
Lukas looked up from his phone, raising his eyebrows at his boyfriend. "Are you happy now?"
Mathias gave a brilliant grin, and Lukas couldn't help feeling somewhat gratified, letting a pleasant feeling wash over him.
"Although, you shouldn't have to worry about me being happy. It should make you happy to sing with me!" Mathias insisted, even with a light hearted tone.
Lukas rolled his eyes, quickly retorting, "As long as it involves singing, I won't be happy."
"Oh, please. Play the violin then."
The norwegian considered the idea, although he didn't think it would be best to let Mathias sing the entire song. "Mathias," he started hesitantly, looking up through his bangs. "You knew I was always going to switch with Alfred, right? You didn't think I really wouldn't?" His voice remained steady but he moved his gaze away, not wanting to look at his eyes.
Mathias seemed surprised, at first, taking a second to respond, before releasing the loudest, fullest laugh Lukas had ever heard. Crowding closer to the table, he quickly scooped him into a hug. "Norge, I know you better than you do. If you'd actually kept Gilbert of anyone as your partner I'd reveal you for the impostor you would be."
Lukas huffed and rolled his eyes, not granting the Dane with a response, but he didn't push him away.
Then why did you give me yuor number?
From: Gilbert Beilschmidt
Tue, Dec 14 07:22 PM
Vash stared down at the text, standing parallel to the wall next to Roderich's locker. Roderich kept sending small glances towards him, turning away with a blush whenever he caught his eye. He wasn't entirely certain what was happening, or why he was here with Roderich, but it was somewhat nostalgic, helping the older man out of tight spots.
Snapping out of his reverie he once again returned his attention to the text, the bright white words searing skin. Why had he given Gilbert his phone number? He could say he wanted to have the contact information of all the students, at least those in the dorm, but the truth was, he didn't. He only had a few contacts in his phone, and he rarely gave his personal information to others without being asked first, but he had easily and willingly given Gilbert his phone number.
Looking up, he noticed Roderich watching him with concern, and Vash found himself stuttering a response. "S-sorry, I just remembered Lili and I need to pick up our mother very soon." Stuttering? He hadn't stuttered since the second grade! Blushing lightly, he remembered the night a few weeks ago, and realized that wasn't the case.
He skin felt hot, his lungs too tight, and he knew his expression was one of terror. Dropping the keys to the building in the other man's hand he mumbled something about returning the keys and having to leave, before tearing out of the school. He acknowledged, somewhere in the back of his mind, that his roommate was breaking the rules by wandering around the school with his boyfriend, but he chose to ignore it, not wanting to think about any Beilschmidts.
ohohohohohoohohohhhoohohoho r u happy now friends u should be
i'm sorry i couldn't resist i needed i lil bit of dennor it makes the world go round
gilbert will not have a section next chapter! i know sad u will make it through
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