Wow! We're on chapter 20, guys! How awesome is that?

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Lukas's P.O.V.

I sat there gripping the empty coffee cup in my hand as I watched Mathias lead himself out. Once I heard the door slam shut, the tension in my body slowly disappeared and the tight grip on the cup loosened. I hadn't noticed until now that I had been sweating nervously.

I stood up and brought the cup to the kitchen in order to wash it. As I stood by the sink, I couldn't help but think about what was making me so tense. I thought back to the conversation I had just had with Mathias. That's when the anxiety had started. This wasn't the first time though that I had felt like this. As I thought about the most recent times that I had felt nervous I came to the realization that it was only when Mathias was around. I was usually such a composed person, but whenever I had to speak to him I would somehow get all tongue tied.

What is it about him that makes me feel like this? It's not like he's anything special. If I had to be honest, I'd say he was worse than me. After all, he is choosing this criminal path on his own, no one is forcing him to do it. I, on the other hand, am being forced into doing this. I have no other choice. He's also not very bright, but surprisingly he's actually very cheerful. As much as I hate to admit it, I actually feel happier when he's around. There's always so much life in those beautiful blue eyes of his. God, did I just think that about him? Was I attracted to him? Maybe that was it. No, that can't be it. Why would I even think that that would be an option? I'm not attracted to anyone, especially not idiotic thieves like Mathias. But if I wasn't attracted to him, then why was I so insistent on him coming tomorrow? He was right when he said that he had no purpose to come. I was just making excuses for him to come. I felt better when he was around despite the fact that I got so nervous. When he was here, it made me forget the horrible burden I had to carry around with me.

"Lukas?"

My eyes darted towards the door where the voice had come from. Emil was standing there looking at me strangely. My senses then came back to me as I realized where I was. I was still standing in front of the sink, the coffee cup still in my hand, and the sink still on. It was now overflowing and the water was pouring out onto the floor. I had been so engrossed in my thoughts that I hadn't even noticed that my shoes were now soaked and surrounded by a growing puddle of water.

"You were just standing there, like you were in a trance or something." I heard Emil say as I quickly turned off the sink and grabbed the mop. "What could have been so interesting that you were so into your thoughts?"

"Nothing." I mumbled as I began to furiously mop up the water on the floor. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to Emil about my thoughts right now.

Emil seemed to sense that I wasn't in a very good mood because he stopped pestering me on the subject.

"Well, I'm going to hang out at Leon's for a little while." Emil said.

I wasn't too happy about that. I didn't really like it when he went over there.

"Are sure it's alright that Leon knows about this?" I asked, the worry already seeping through my voice.

Emil sighed in frustration and rolled his eyes. "I told you a million times already, he's perfectly safe. We barely even talk about it, and he rarely even speaks to his brother anyway."

"I know," I said. "but his brother is a policeman."

"Oh come on, Lukas! Can't you stop being so paranoid?"

I smirked. "Says the boy who told me that I shouldn't hire a certain someone because he might have worked for the police."

I knew his patience was running out now as I heard him groan in annoyance. As much as I loved my little brother, he was just too easy to annoy.

"That was different." He insisted.

"If you say so."

"Is that the only thing you don't like about me being around Leon?"

Well, there was one other thing about it, I thought humorously.

"Just don't get too comfortable around him." I said jokingly. I knew that that was the last straw.

"Oh my god! There's nothing going on between us!"

"You keep telling yourself that." I murmured as I mopped up the last of the water.

I finished mopping in silence as Emil still stood there watching me. I thought that he would've left by now, but when I looked up at him I could see there was something on his mind that he wanted to talk about, but wasn't sure how to bring up the subject. I put back the mop and turned to face him.

"What is it?"

He looked away as if he was embarrassed to ask the question he was pondering over. "Did you get any calls lately?"

His face was full of worry and fear. I wanted to lie to him and tell him that it was all over, but I knew I couldn't do that. It pained me to see my brother have to worry about my troubles.

"Yeah," His face dropped. "It's just a small one tomorrow. It's an easy one, don't worry."

Emil didn't respond. I was almost going to tell him about Mathias and that we didn't have to hide it from him, but I figured it would just make it worse, so I kept quiet. I knew there was nothing I could say that would make him feel better.

After a few seconds of silents, Emil sighed and turned to leave. "I'm gonna go now."

"Alright, don't come back too late."

He glared at me because I had slipped into that mother tone of voice again. He hated it when I would do that, but I just couldn't help being concerned for him.

"And Lukas," He said as he was about to leave.

"Yeah?"

"Be careful tomorrow." Then he left, closing the door behind him.

"I always do."

Mathias's P.O.V.

I had accidentally slept in this morning which was pretty unusual for me considering that I was normally such an early riser. I was pretty shocked to see that my alarm clock read ten thirty. I quickly got up and went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast.

As I waited for my bread to toast, I took out my phone to check any missed calls or texts. There was only one missed text, and it was from Lukas. Just seeing Lukas's name made me remember what he was doing today. I quickly read the short text from him. He had only sent it about five minutes ago.

Robbery went successful. On my way home, make sure to be there by ten thirty.

Oh shit. It was already ten twenty five. I'd never make it in time. Oh well, I guess Lukas would have to wait. It's not like he really needs me for anything important.

Immediately after I had read the text, my phone rang. Oh, great, it was Berwald.

"Morning, Berwald. Why you calling me so early?"

I could almost see him rolling his eyes. "Did you know about this bank robbery?"

Just simply say that you have no idea what he's talking about, and that Lukas told you nothing.

"Bank robbery? What are you talking about?"

"I thought you were in on it now. Lukas didn't tell you anything?" He asked in frustration.

"Nope." I said calmly while eating my breakfast. Inside though I was panicking. I'd better not screw this up.

"Then what was the point of all this if you didn't know?"

His patience was running out, and I knew if I didn't do something now then there would be little chance that this investigation would continue any longer. I then suddenly remembered something. Emil wasn't helping with the robbery today.

"How do you know it was Lukas?" I asked.

The question stumped Berwald. He realized that he didn't have any proof that it was Lukas.

"Was the kid caught on camera?" I asked, making him ponder over it more.

"Uh, actually, he wasn't this time." Good. That was the answer I wanted.

"Then are you telling me that you're just guessing that it was Lukas? Gee, Berwald, how unpolice like of you. I thought you were better than that."

Berwald was quiet as he was thinking about what I had said. If only Lukas could see the things I did for him, and what I had to go through.

"I guess you're right." Berwald finally said. I could hear the humiliation in his voice. "But, I think it would be best just to check his place to see if he had the money. Just to make sure."

Oh, shit. I couldn't allow him to do that. Lukas would be finished.

"Are you sure? Don't you have, like, better things to worry about?" I knew it was a stupid excuse, but I didn't have much time to think.

"First of all, it's not such a bother. I could send over two officers real quick. And secondly, Lukas is my main priority right now. This case is the better things I have to worry about." Berwald said.

Think quick, Mathias. "Wait! I've got a better idea. I think it would be too suspicious if you sent police officers, so why don't I just check? I'm gonna be there anyway, plus, I could easily just ask him if he was behind the bank robbery today, and he wouldn't feel the need to refrain from telling me."

There was no way that Berwald could resist that logic.

"Well, I guess that makes more sense." What did I tell you? "Alright, just make sure to get back to me."

I was smiling victoriously now as I began to clean up my breakfast and get ready to race over to Lukas. "No problem. Oh, and one more thing."

"What?"

I just couldn't resist asking. "How did your date with Tino go last night?"

As soon as I had gotten off the phone with Berwald, I drove as fast as I could to Lukas. I was already late enough, and I didn't want to get any more on his bad side.

"Lukas!" I exclaimed as I entered the little office. "How did it go?"

Lukas looked anything but pleased to see me. "You're late, again."

"I know, I know." I said hurriedly. "Look, I'm really sorry about that. I kind of overslept."

That didn't seem to phase Lukas though. "Whatever."

I then followed him as he went upstairs, so we could be in privacy of any suspicious onlookers. My eyes widened at the large amount of money that was sitting on the table.

"So, how much exactly is this?" I asked.

"It's not much. It's only about seventy thousand." Lukas replied as if that was a normal amount of money.

"Only seventy thousand?" I said under my breath in disbelief. How much did he usually steal?

Lukas walked over to the money and began to fumble around with it. "It's pretty much sorted already. I just need you to do some last minute organizing and then I'll hide it away."

"Uh, about that Lukas," I said as I walked towards him. "I was just thinking of something."

"Hmm?" He didn't seem fairly interested.

"Well, I was thinking that maybe hiding the money here isn't such a good idea."

His head shot up and he looked at me sharply. "Why not?"

"Oh, you know," I said. "What if someone catches onto your trail or something. I mean, there are already quite a few people who know about this."

"Then what do you suggest?"

Oh, good. He seemed interested. "Well, no one really except you knows that I'm in on it, so maybe it'd be better if you hid the money at my place."

Lukas played with some of the money in his hands as he toyed over my offer.

"You do have a point there, Mathias. I think I'd like to take you up on that offer. I think it shows how loyal you are to this, and it'll mean that you can't hand me over to the police without you getting into trouble too."

Well, that was pretty simple. Now, I wouldn't have to worry about Berwald finding any evidence here because it would all be at my house, and why on earth would Berwald ever suspect me of hiding stolen money?

I clasped my hands together. "Great. When do you want to bring it over?"

Lukas's gave me a look that looked a little suspicious. It made me think that he might be planning something.

"How about right now?"

Now, Lukas is realizing some certain feelings he might have, though still a little vague, but they're there! Looks like we might have a potential relationship, people!

And I hope you guys didn't mind the little hint of hongice in there plus the sufin. I'll be putting a little bit more of them in later.

Thanks for reading!