Plot: Ernst arranges a romantic outing for him and Hanschen, until Hanschen decided that he hates water.
Inspiration Word: Waves
(6) Pond Adventures with Hanschen and Ernst
"ARGHHHHHH!" Hanschen cried out, throwing his hands up into the air.
Ernst rolled his eyes, ignoring the blonde's overdramatic evaluation of the current situation.
"I can't believe I agreed to this!" Hanschen continued with a complaining tone.
Ernst eyes fell to the ground of the simple boat he had constructed for this exact occasion. He had thought it would be a romantic outing with the one he loved so much.
"I just thought-" He murmured but then bit his tongue in regret, knowing that Hanschen's reaction would be anything but understanding.
"You thought you'd get us lost out here in this crappy excuse for a boat so you could persuade me to kiss you again?" Hanschen accused harshly.
Silence: nothing but the weak waves of the pond lapping against the side of the boat. One single tear shed from Ernst's lowered eyes.
Hanschen sighed, realizing the effect that his words had taken on the vulnerable Ernst.
"I-I'm sorry." He stuttered, leaning towards Ernst ever so slightly.
"I can't believe I thought you felt the same way." Ernst mumbled, ashamed but with an angry undertone.
He shuddered as a wave of frustration rocked through him.
"No. Ernst. My poor, little Ernst. I do. I do… feel the same way." Hanschen objected, reaching out a hand to caress Ernst's chin.
Ernst brushed his hand away, his gaze remaining down.
"Don't try your games again, Hanschen." He warned dismissively, inching further into his side of the boat.
Hanschen let out a moan of frustration as he leaned onto one side of the boat's edge.
"Alright. Ernst. Do you want to know the truth?" Hanschen offered, hopeful that the boy would respond.
"Don't waste your precious breath." Ernst concluded.
Hanschen rolled his eyes before he answered, "I admire your ability to love without discretion but you must understand I am very different then you. Someday in the future I hope that I will be able to say those three wonderful words to you. But at this moment I would be lying if I said so. So you're right, I don't feel the same way as you. Yet I know for a fact that I will over time, just not RIGHT now. "
Ernst lifted his eyes meekly, a flicker of belief apparent.
"And the boat?" Ernst asked, almost cheekily.
"It was a very lovely gesture. In the future, may our meetings be on land?" Hanschen requested, a smirk appearing on his face.
"Alright, Hanschen. Under the tree as always?" Ernst asked, smiling and offering a hand to shake.
"Agreed." Hanschen responded, accepting the hand but pulling Ernst closer to kiss him softly.
The sudden transference of weight caused the small boat to turn over, sending the two boys into the murky pond water below.
When they resurfaced, Hanschen scowled, dripping wet.
"ERRRRRRNSTTTT!" He screamed.
"On land." Ernst agreed, before pulling Hanschen into another passionate kiss.
End story.
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