HELLO AGAIN! So very sorry for the late update, but here it finally is!

Emil felt the warm sunlight of the morning touch his eyes, and his eyes shot open, dazed and confused as to where he was and how he had gotten there. His body felt heavy, his limbs refusing to move from the bed.

The last thing I remember was...

"N-no...I'm not going to lose another person that I care about."

"N...no...I have to protect you."

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Emil sighed; he was really out of it yesterday, wasn't he? He curled his body up into a fetal position, wrinkling the bedsheets further. There was something that he didn't remember, something that was on the tip of his tongue-

"Leon, I want you to know I love you..."

Emil shot up from the bed, clutching the sides of his face in a panic. Had he really said that?!

"Dammit, I'm going to be in so much trouble!"

His head must be feeling light; yes, that was definitely it.

Or maybe he had a fever.

Or maybe-

"I'm in love with Leon."

Emil sunk back down on the bed, clutching the comforter of his bed tightly. The Asian's name felt foreign on his tongue now, it sent flutters down his stomach and numbed his brain.

"I'm in love with...Leon."

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"I'm going out."

Lukas looked up from his newspaper and coffee. "Excuse me?"

"I. Am. Going. Out."

"Hmm..." Emil realized what Lukas was trying to imply. "I still can't hear you, lillebror."

The Icelander groaned. "Damn you. I'm going out, storebror."

It seemed like Lukas was going to keep nagging Emil to call him by his familial title, and already the Icelander was regretting ever saying that last night, delusional or not.

Speaking of which, a certain lavender eyed waitress popped into his head. "Did you find Tino?"

"Ja. We found him in the alleyway outside of Mathias' cafe, like you said."

"Is he safe?"

Lukas nodded. "Mm. His husband was waiting in the station by the time we took him. Awful worried, Berwald was. Haven't seen him in ages."

Emil almost forgot how Berwald was related to them. Well, to Mathias. "Hm. He's coming to your wedding, right?"

Lukas almost immediately changed the subject. "Where are you going?"

Emil narrowed his eyes at the sudden conversation change, but didn't question it. "Just around town. I'll be back by nightfall."

"Oh? Did you say something?"

"God, Luke!" He stalked towards the door angrily. "I don't care. I'm not saying it. Good day!"

Lukas continued sipping his coffee. "Mathias..."

And in a blink of an eye, the door Emil was about to open was covered in Danish man.

And frankly, Emil didn't give a shit about it.

"Hej, Emil!"

The Icelander gave the Dane one of his rare (but not completely as rare as his smiles) death looks before swinging open the door and slamming it shut, earning a loud yelp of pain from Mathias and a small "hm" from Lukas.

"Damn all of them! All of them!"

Clearly, Emil's day off from work wasn't going to be very relaxing.

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Leon woke up sneezing.

"You've got to be kidding. I just finished getting the American douche's Lo Mein out of my system!" He groaned and pushed the covers off of him, falling off the bed in the process.

"Li Xiao...? Is everything okay, aru?"

"I don't know, teach! Stop bothering me."

"Aiyah! I'm going to get the temperature measuring thing, stay right there."

Leon rolled his eyes and flipped himself over. "At least I have a day off."

-A Little While Later-

"There is nothing wrong with you, Li Xiao! So get up on your feet and do something productive!"

Leon groaned. "Unghhhh...nope, I'd rather not." His stomach was twisting and turning, as if the Lo Mein was morphing inside of him.

Yao pinched the bridge of his nose irritably. "For the last time, Li Xiao...THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU! THE THERMOMETER SAYS THAT YOU ARE NORMAL!" Yao pulled on his arm with ad much force as he could muster. "GO OUTSIDE OR SOMETHING! FLIRT WITH LADIES, USE YOUR ASIAN CHARM! CHASE YONG SOO AROUND, GO WORK AT THE CAFE, DO SOMETHING, ARU!"

Leon didn't budge an inch as Yao continued to pull on him. "Whatever, teach. Just leave me alone. Go away and let Yong Soo grope you some more."

When Yao finally had enough of whatever Leon was feeling, he snapped. "WANG LI XIAO PULL YOUR LAZY ASS TOGETHER AND GO OUTSIDE, ARU! I'M TIRED OF YOU PLAYING ON YOUR STUPID COMPUTER INDOORS AND YOU NEED TO GET MORE SUN. IF YOU DO NOT WILLINGLY PULL OPEN THE WINDOW AND GET OUT YOURSELF I WILL KICK YOU OUT OF THERE MYSELF!"

"Can I get my own apartment?" Leon smiled brightly, already knowing his older brother's answer.

"HELL NO!"

Leon slinked out the window, closing it firmly. He watched Yao sigh and leave foggy marks on the clear glass. His gēge (older brother) would never let him move out, he was much too clingy on the young man.

"What to do..." He strolled into town, deciding to take a shopping day.

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Emil sat down on a comfortable chair, in a comfortable cafe (or should he say outside), away from not-so-comfortable people. The umbrella that hovered over his table waved with the lazy breeze that danced with his hair and kissed his cheeks happily. He was enjoying his warm cup of hot chocolate, which was made by a sprightly cafe clerk and her hot chocolate making machines. Nothing could be more relaxing, and nothing could be better than a day off from work.

That is, until Emil caught a glimpse of a certain Asian man roaming the streets in all his Asian clothed glory.

"Dammit. I can't get one moment of peace without running into an idiot."

A humorless laugh somewhere in the table behind him seconded his statement. "Tell me about it, Fish Breath. The stupid tomato mofo won't leave me alone."

And how could Emil forget this pissy Italian cop that had nearly forced all the mackerel out of him during a certain driving rampage.

"Fancy seeing you here, Officer Vargas." Emil tried to keep his tone light.

"Ugh, you sound like the English douche that tried to sell me some of his stuff in his restaurant the other day when I got lost-I mean, the other day I was patrolling that place with all the Asians."

Emil stopped himself from choking on the hot liquid scalding his trachea. He could imagine Leon saying something snarky in reply to Lovino's words, already seeing the lazy smirk on his co-worker's face.

English douche? Tell me about it, that old man's been in my face now for years. Just look at these. And he'd just poke fun at his eyebrows.

God, he if he didn't stop thinking about him soon, he was almost one hundred percent sure that he was going to bleed out through every opening in his body.

"T-tell me...uh, about that tomato guy you keep talking about."

"Woah, woah! Hold the fuck up! I'm not in love with him or anything!" He was blushing like a...tomato?

Emil nervously wrung his hands together. "Of course not! Well, it was nice running into you, I guess. If you would excuse me, I have to go somewhere. See you, Officer." Emil ran off in a hurry, trying to find a place to hide in to avoid running into Leon.

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When Leon went out in the main Hetaliaville market hub, the first shop he looked for was an abandoned restaurant, one of which Yao had told him he worked at to earn money to attend an educator's college. He crouched himself down on one of the cracked steps. The restaurant was an old thing, rust windows, peeling plaster, and the ceiling was close to collapsing. The younger version of Leon would run up to the still-furnished restaurant, smiling up at the equally content glances and stares that he received as he made his way to the kitchen. There, he would fist bump and high five the workers, taking the scraps and samples that they handed him as if he were some cute pet. The new cooks in the business would scoff and sneer at him, asking him why he was in the kitchen instead of running around with toy soldiers and paper planes. Little Leon would only spare them an amused sparkle in his eyes. Little did they know, he was Yao's chef in the kitchen when his gēge was away, and a damn good one at that. Those newbies had no idea that he was the one that yelled orders around and got the kitchen in a productive buzz. They had no idea that he was the one that fired the slack offs and no-goods, even if it was just Leon tattling on them to Yao.

And that's what sparked Leon to pursue a part time life in cooking.

The Asian sighed and ran his fingers against the peeling outer wall before moving on towards the main hub in the market; those had been the easy days, the time-blurred memories when he was actually pretty tight with his older brother, when they had just moved into town. Honestly, he would give anything to go back in time and live each day again. Well, everything except Emil. Meeting Emil had been another experience in his life that he would always reminisce about. He had clearly memorized each and every curve and shape on that boy's face, yet the Icelandic's emotions never ceased to surprise him. Aesthetically, Emil was an irresistible piece of puffin-loving, feminine man-boy. Leon couldn't lie about that. Emil even knew how to look like a boss while holding a gun between his dainty fingers. Emil was fun to mess with, and with constant teasing, Leon could detect every speck of emotion visible in his eyes. Leon slowed his steps as he rounded the corner to the library.

"And I also ask because I, like, care. A lot. About. You."

Leon face palmed himself, gritting his teeth lightly. Had he actually said that? God, if Emil remembered him saying this, his whole friendship with him would take a turn for the most awkward. Leon sighed and took a seat in one of the children's areas of the library, relaxing against a purple bean bag. It was a nice shade of purple, kind of like that pretty mesmerizing lavender-violet in Emil's eyes...

Leon slapped his hand against his forehead several more times. "Stop it, stop it, stop it!" He hissed quietly.

He decided to choose a book to read. It'd be nice to get a manga from the adolescent collections of the library and lounge about there, but alas, laziness took over, and Leon found himself reading some kind of picture book about little boy imagining himself around all parts of the world. It was the last sections of the book that got him stifling back his laughter.

"Oh, and to think if I was in Hong Kong! The bustling crowds and the roaring Long Falls in Tai Mo Shan! Such a beautiful place! Such wonders!"

Leon sneered. "Your mind is playing tricks on you, kid. Hong Kong has dirty streets and buildings that are so squished together you can barely breathe." But it was his home country, and Leon had to admit, he did fall in love with the place for a while.

"I think if I were in Iceland, I would be at peace! The glittering geysers, and the roaring volcanoes! And the whole lot of puffins will play with me!"

Leon tried not to let his laughter bubble out. God, this was rich! If Emil had read this book, what would he have said? "This book is so stupid." Or maybe something like, "The puffins don't play with you. They're so aggressive. Trust me from personal experience." Leon's eyes widened when he realized who he was thinking of, and he slapped his hand over his head once more. He closed the book and placed it on the gray rack beside him. Leon sighed and picked up another book.

Aw, cute. This one has a little girl with a bow tie on her head. It kind of looks like the bow Emil always wears...NO STOP IT!

Leon bashed his head with his hand again, this time earning some troubled glances from mothers and young children. He chose to read another book.

All About Puffins; Learn About the Most Unique Creatures of Flight! Hey, Emil has a pet puffin...I wonder how he managed to get his hands on one of those...

"Dammit!" Leon hissed under his breath, and once again earning the attention of several annoyed mothers.

"Mommy, who's that guy over there? What does dam-"

"Don't pay attention to him, Luxxy. That's a very bad word, and you shouldn't be saying things like that."

"But Daan gets to say it all the time!"

"Shhh, Luxxy. Let's get back to reading, okay?"

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Emil had run into a vibe-high dog, a frisky Korean, and a prostitute all in one day. All he wanted to do was to get away from anybody that annoyed him, and that included a very irritating older brother.

After Emil had exchanged his farewells (one-sided farewells) with Lovino, he decided to visit an old oriental antique shop. To his surprise, he found Kiku looking around the small space, caressing large vases and other sorts of fine china and carved woods.

"Welcome to the Seventh Lotus! Please look around and ask if you have any questions on our abundant sets of wares!" A polite-looking man chirped from the cashier table.

Emil smiled and nodded timidly; this place seemed awfully quiet, to the point of almost intimidating silence. But for the meantime, it was comforting. The Icelandic brushed his fingers against a porcelain sculpture in the shape of an origami crane. The shining sakura pattern littered against the hard surface, it was way too pretty not to admire. Of course, if he bought something like this, he was sure a certain Dane would break it to pieces the next day.

"Ah, Emil-kun, it seems like you are interested in the paper crane sculpture." Kiku smiled at him, his left arm cradling a basket, the other stroking the top of the crane's head.

Emil returned the smile sheepishly. "Hm, not really. If I brought this home I'm sure my family would crush it to pieces in minutes without even trying."

The Japanese man laughed quietly. "I see. Well, if you see anything you like, please tell my half cousin over there manning the cashier. He is the manager, as well as a talented gambler. He is from Macau, if you should wonder where he comes from."

Emil turned his head to glance at the cashier, who in turn, waved and smiled politely. "I'll keep that in mind, thanks."

Emil moved to the next corner of the sun-lit room, eyeing the small mug next to him. A huge map was painted on the thick ceramic, including all the countries except for, well, Iceland. Emil sighed; of course they wouldn't include Iceland.

"Ah! Pochi-chan, please do not jump out!" Emil's lavender orbs widened at the scene before him, the basket in Kiku's arms wriggling and writhing as if it had a life of its own. Suddenly, a small brown...fluff thing jumped out, barking and prancing around the shop, knocking several antiques over.

The cashier/manager kept smiling, but Emil could tell he was trying not to scream out any profanities. "Kiku, do you need my help?"

"N-no, I am quite alright, thank you. My bones can't take much more of this..."

Pochi stopped running, his beady (but cute) eyes staring into Emil's violet ones. The small dog wagged his tail playfully, and started pawing against the boy's pant leg. Emil tried to shake it away, only to receive a small whimper.

Emil was suddenly glad that he had a pet puffin.

He nervously tiptoed around the small fur ball, only to have it follow him in an excited hype. "Um...Kiku, if you could...?"

But Kiku had disappeared, along with the manager manning the cashier. Emil sighed, he was all alone with this dog that wasn't even his! Pochi jumped around the shop, knocking a fragile tea set over.

And this was where Emil would try to leave, but couldn't because there was a crazy furry dog coming after him.

Emil let out a strangled gasp as he was sprinting. There had to be somewhere safe he could go... He ran to some kind of neon-lit building (though it was daylight outside) and slammed the door behind him, watching Pochi bark excitedly before hopping his way back to his owner.

Emil let out a sigh of relief, still panting from all the running. Before he could actually catch his breath, however, a shameless hand rubbed at his chest more than too suggestively.

"Welcome to the Kimchi Club! Open all day, all night!" An almost annoyingly familiar voice answered.

"Get off of me!" Emil pushed himself forward, stumbling out of the groper's hold.

"Oh! You're the cute Icelandic boy my brother likes!" Yong Soo grinned.

"Uh...sure. Well, I'm just going to leave now..." Emil turned his hand on the knob of the door, only to get pulled back by Yong Soo's strong grip.

"Nuh uh! It's not everyday I'm allowed to play with Xiao's stuff!"

"I'm not a piece of property, let me go!"

"Hehe, you're super adorable! And your hair is so pretty? Where do you get it dyed? Hair dye was invented in Korea, you know."

Emil narrowed his eyes. "I'm pretty sure that's not how it goes."

"Aiyah, Yong Soo...where's the drink I ordered?! Shitty service in this place, aru."

And as if Emil's day couldn't get any worse, there sat Yao, probably half drunk and looking like absolute shit.

"Coming, Aniki! Red bean tequila shots right~?" And Yong Soo sauntered off, just like that.

Emil was almost positive that there was something going on between those two.

He decided to leave them at peace, slipping out through the door with half of the sanity he came in with.

That was a bit of an exaggeration, but Emil finally figured out why Leon was trying to get Emil away from his grabby Korean cousin.

"Hey, cutie...Come with me." A hand shot out and grabbed him into an alleyway.

She was definitely beautiful, Emil would give her that much. And really curvy.

But Emil had just figured out last night that he wasn't into boobs.

"Listen, I'm sure you're a really great person in bed and stuff, but frankly, I'm not interested! All I wanted was a day to myself in quiet! And I've been ranted down by a lovesick police officer, chased by an angry furry dog, and molested by a Korean with an obsession of man-chests. I really, really don't want to be deflowered by a prostitute. So if you could, can you just let me go? I just want to go to the library and read a book. Please."

The skimpily clad lady just nodded, her grip on Emil's skinny wrist loosening. "S-sorry...Didn't know you had such a rough day."

Emil ran as fast as he possibly could to the library, flicking a quarter to the busty lady that had saved him from further troubles.

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When Emil had found his way to the library, he couldn't help but notice the crowd of kids that had gathered away from a lumpy purple, red and dark brown mass.

It was as if the thing repelled the children away from the whole shelf of children's books.

"Dammit!" And the thing face palmed himself, causing the mass of currently repelled children to scoot away even further.

"That's a bunch of mosquitoes you got there, Mister." A small boy piped up, and his mother pulled him closer to her protectively.

"Let me give you a tip; don't ever fall in love, you got that, kid?"

That voice sounded awfully familiar.

And suddenly the purple and red lump magically morphed into his co-worker.

"Leon?" Emil stepped in front of the crowd of annoyed mothers and curious children, and a very surprised Asian looked up from his book...

...About Iceland.

"E-Emil! I didn't see you come in...Uh, you feeling okay?"

The Icelandic made a small sound of amusement. "Hm, feeling better...Not really. Can I sit?"

Leon opened his arms out, leaving his lap open. "Sure, Ice."

Emil wrinkled his nose. "Do I have to...?"

"Come on, Ice. Be a good boy and sit in my lap." By now all the children had gone back to reading and the mothers were trying their best not to pay attention to them.

Emil was really quite tired of arguing and running and doing all sorts of things that he had done already today.

So he pushed back whatever shame he would feel later and plopped himself down onto Leon's firm lap.

"So, you gonna tell me about your day or do I need to force it out of you?" Leon went back to reading his book, though his attention was fully set on the boy that decorated his lap currently.

And so Emil started his story.

"Once upon a time..."

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"He did what?!" Leon was either extremely amused or extremely pissed; Emil didn't know which it was.

"He put his hands on my chest a-and...and he groped them like a woman's!" By now all the mothers had disappeared with their children into further aisles of the library.

Leon let out a small chuckle. "D-Dude! You get chased by my brother's dog, which is completely harmless, by-the-way, and then you get groped by my cousin? All in one day, too, that's extremely amusing."

"That's not even the end of it. Listen to this; a fucking prostitute walked up to me..."

"Oh no."

"...And took me into an alleyway...!"

"Did you show her a good time, Ice?"

"Shut up, you pervert. Anyway, I just lost it, and-"

"You had passionate-"

"NO! No, nothing like that happened. At. All."

"So you just left her there?"

"Yeah."

"Without even a little goodbye kiss?"

"Yes."

"Dude, you're such a pansy."

"Thanks, that makes my day a whole lot better."

"Anything for you, Snow White."

"Will you stop with that nickname? I'm not a girl, stupid."

"Hm, well you look like one."

"Do not!"

"Do too. And you act like one."

"Fuck off, idiot!"

"Hm, no wonder that prostitute let you off easy."

"Excuse me?! What are you implying?!"

"Nothing, nothing..."

"You're annoying."

Suddenly, an old librarian marched up to them, and took them both by the ears. "Sirs, you have been distracting the quiet environment of this library for over half an hour! I'm sorry but you two will have to leave the premises of this here building." And once she managed to pull their ears all the way to the far road, she slammed the door shut. "Good day!" She hissed and marched back.

"Well, damn." Emil sighed; he was really hoping for peace and quiet.

Ah, the irony.

"I'm hungry, hey are you hungry?" Leon tugged on Emil's sleeve as if he was a child begging for ice cream. "I really want some ice cream, don't you?"

Well, damn. Again.

"Um...sure, I guess."

"Great! Let's go! I know a really good place that serves boba tea and ice cream!"

"Boba...?"

"I'll show you when we get there!"

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Emil had no idea they served licorice ice cream.

Leon introduced him to the owner of the place, who turned out to be one of his cousins from Thailand. Then, of course, Leon ordered his share of ice cream and bubble tea. Before he took his order, however, he needed to ask something.

"Yo, cousin?"

"Yeah?" The Thai smiled at him brightly.

"This morning I was sneezing, but I wasn't sick. But this was like, really bad sneezing. Do you have any special herbs with you?"

"Hm...No, but I think I know what's wrong with you." His Thai cousin was said to have reached enlightenment, so of course he knew everything.

"Really?"

"Leon, someone was thinking and talking about you!" Scratch that. He was just stupid.

"Oh?" Leon tried his hardest not to bash his forehead against the counter.

"Yeah! Someone really really likes you. Kiku and Mei told me all about this old legend where-"

"Okay, see you later, Thai man." And Leon left him and the counter, where he kept rambling away about some old story.

Emil and Leon decided to sit outside, even though the warm weather was getting slightly chillier and the sun was sinking down into the city line.

"So, are you really feeling better? Like, last night didn't strain all of your emotions and stuff?" Leon took a sip of his lychee bubble tea, twirling his straw around all the soft chewy spheres.

"Yeah, I guess I was just out of it from all the...um, excitement, I guess."

Leon chuckled. "Excitement? That's not the exact word I would choose."

Emil shrugged. "Well, a lot happened last night. That's all."

Silence blanketed over the two, and they both couldn't help but stare at each other through the small sips of tea and nibbles of ice cream. It was almost uncomfortable, though neither had the heart to break it, that is, until;

"Skít!" (Shit!) (A/N: Please feel free to use this word whenever you'd like because Icelandic cussing is the best type of cussing.)

Leon half choked on a piece of tapioca before swallowing. "What happened?"

"Some of the ice cream dripped onto my jacket! This thing cost me nearly three hundred bucks!"

"Well, I know a way to get those stains off. Next time I visit, I'll show you."

"And by 'visiting,' you do mean breaking in without permission, right?"

"That's the only definition of 'visiting' in my vocabulary, yes."

They both exchanged quizzical expressions before bursting into jubilant laughter.

"Aw man, I don't even know what we're talking about anymore!"

"This has been an off day for the both of us, I think."

Their quiet chuckles trailed off, once again bringing back the silence that nearly permeated the air.

"Uh, listen, Ice...There's something that I need to tell you." The Asian tapped on his drink nervously in rapid flicks.

"Hm? What a coincidence, there was something I wanted to tell you too."

"Oh, okay, you go first."

"Um, no thanks, you can go first, Leon."

Leon smirked. "Nah, you can go."

"No, I'm almost positive that you should be going first."

"Who's the oldest here?"

"June 17th."

"July 1st." Leon smiled widely. "Looks like you're going first."

"You ass! Forget it, I'm not saying anything!" Emil popped a spoonful of licorice ice cream into his mouth, crossing his arms defiantly.

"Fine, fine. What I wanted to say was..." And the nervousness came back. Leon gulped down another mouthful of lychee-flavored liquid. "...I've been thinking about you, like, a lot. And...I've been kind of attracted to you for a while, but...uh, last night, I guess those feelings changed."

Emil swallowed and frowned. "Oh." So Leon liked him after all, but then his feelings changed?

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! Not in a bad way, I swear! Just in a...uh, more intense way? Ugh, what I'm trying to say is that...I realize that I, like, really love you. Like, this much." He opened his arms out as wide as he could. "Like, even bigger than this too."

The Icelandic didn't know what to say after Leon's (awkward) confession. He shared the same feelings as he did...He loved him... "I...I...um...I... Of course I feel the same way..."

"Yeah, I kind of noticed." Leon smirked proudly.

"You're a pain in the arse."

"So does that mean...?" He trailed off suggestively.

"NO! You're annoying." Emil got up to leave, when suddenly Leon grabbed his wrist.

"Wait, Emil..."

"Yeah?"

"Does that mean we're...?"

"We're what?" Emil fought back a flustered smile and tried to hold back the butterflies that bumped against his stomach.

"Are we boyfriends now?" Leon stood up, moving closer to Emil's body.

"Well...Do you want to be?" Emil immediately mentally slapped himself. We just confessed to each other! Of course he wants to be...

"Of course." He smiled warmly, and Emil thought his heart had melted a little. Cliche, it was. "Do you want to be my boyfriend, Emil?"

There it was.

Emil's legs weakened, and his heartbeat pounded out of his chest. It was actually happening, this rush to his face, the heat on his cheeks, this was everything he anticipated. But, it felt so alive, as if these sensations brought him the hype of a thousand espresso shots.

"Y-Yes...I want to."

Leon's smile grew even wider, his amber irises swirled in his eyes like liquid, Emil thought that they would drip out in the form of watery golden tears. His Asian lover leaned closer and tilted his head, brushing his nose against Emil's cheek. His ebony hair, lush and long, tickled Emil's pale skin.

Lavender eyes widened as almond-shaped amber ones stared into his. That's when time stopped. The city was as quiet as the silence that had wrapped itself around the two earlier. Leon's light golden-brown skin, like the thin baked crust of filo dough, slid across Emil's milky pearl-like skin, as if he was cherishing every inch of the Icelander.

"C...Can I...?" The Asian's warm breath ghosted against Emil's lips that were currently in between his teeth.

Emil unclenched his teeth from his lips. "Mmhm..."

Leon closed the tiny space that they had left in between each other, and let his lips close around his Icelandic lover's.

And the world exploded into vibrant bursts of color.

Bubble tea is a really popular drink that consists of fruit flavored (milk or regular) tea or crushed ice and fruit slush and tapioca, small "bubble" like chewy soft edible balls and/or different types of jelly inside of it. Personally, I like jelly instead of tapioca, and lychee is also my favorite drink! Lychee: A small Asian fruit-like berry thing that tastes sugary sweet, an almost tropical-like flavor. There's a small almond-shaped pit in the middle, and the soft white fruit is encased by a firm spiky pink shell/skin.

Yaayyyyy they're finally together! Hope you enjoyed this lovely chapter!