Gilbert walked down the hall with Feliciano trying to clear his mind. The whole day he had been trying to avoid Elizabeta but she kept trying to come up to him. Half way down the hall the Prussian could hear the familiar click of Elizabeta's heeled boots, before he could flee the Hungarian rounded the corner into view.
Gilbert looked down at the Italian and mumbled a quick apology before pinning the smaller to the wall and locking their lips together, his arm covering Feliciano's face from Elizabeta. The Hungarian stopped, tears forming in her eyes again as she turn and ran from the scene in front of her. Not knowing why or who the Prussian she loved so much was kissing.
When Elizabeta could no longer be heard Gilbert pushed away from Feliciano who looked at him with wide eyes, "Ve-…Wh-What was that about!?"
"Nothing…just forget that ever happened please…"
…
Elizabeta continued to run trying to erase the view of Gilbert kissing the mysterious person. It didn't take him long to move on. She just wished that he'd listen.
Elizabeta eventually stopped and sat on a small couch trying to catch her breath through her sobs. It was quiet besides her sounds of grief. She wanted to be alone. Alone so she can sort out her feelings. Feelings on how she hated Roderick for ruining what she had. Feelings on how she still loved Gilbert so dearly. Her thoughts made her deaf, deaf to the sound of a door behind her opening and closing. But not blind, not blind as a black handkerchief was held out to her.
"S'meth'n' h'ppen?" Elizabeta jumped slightly and looked at the Swede, "Use th's…" He put the handkerchief into her hand.
"Th-Thank you…" She dabbed her eyes with it, "G-Gilbert and I-I are in a b-bad situation…"
"I kn'w…" The Hungarian gave him a questioning look, "He t'ld me…"
"B-But he doesn't know the full st-story!" Elizabeta defended herself, "R-Roderick kissed me out of nowhere! I-I still love Gil-Gil so much!"
Berwald looked her over a moment before replying, "'ll see wh't I c'n do ta get 'im ta t'lk w'th ya…"
"R-Really?!" He nodded, "Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She threw her arms around him.
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Tino watched as Elizabeta hugged Berwald before getting up and running down the hall happily and the Finn couldn't help but feel the stab of envy in his heart.
A/N
Idea credit for this chapter goes to "anon", thank you. And also thank you to those that also gave me ideas for this chapter. I loved them. But I wasn't able to squeeze them into this chapter but I will use them at some point ^^ Thank you and hope you enjoyed!