Feliks walked down the hall, composing his face carefully so that the prisoners wouldn't pick up on his stress. He put up his emotional cold front shield, looking simply annoyed instead of flustered- which is what he actually felt. It's not what was said really… Feliks appreciated the kind gesture, but it was how Toris had said it that made him embarrassed. He was getting used to the brunette being around still, and to have him be so openly nice and say such affectionate things was unusual for him. Frankly, Feliks was used to people taking advantage of him. It was easy, since he often didn't know what he was doing and he was too naïve to realize he was being played right away. But Feliks knew Toris wouldn't play him. He wasn't sure how he knew that, but he did.
Feliks sighed loudly, leaning against a wall between the prison cells that led to another guard room. It wasn't quiet really, prisoners can be heard anywhere in the facility, but at least he could relax his expression for a few moments. Feliks closed his eyes, thinking for a long moment before he heard a soft shuffle. It was so quiet that Feliks almost didn't pick up on it, but after a long time of being here it changes a persons' perspective on their surroundings. Feliks turned his head slowly, catching movement as if someone had just pulled around the corner to avoid his gaze. A feeling ran up the back of Feliks' neck. Something was wrong… and he just knew it.
Feliks slowly took a deep breath and moved a few small steps from the corner. "Like… I know you're there. What are you doing?" He made his voice sharp, demanding. "Playing hide and seek, da? You remember when we were kids, little Łukasiewicz?" It was that mocking tone, the childish use of his last name that made his breath catch in his throat and stiffen his back. He'd never admit it, ever. Ivan didn't scare him, but it did make his chest hurt to know that their childhood somewhat friendship had ended so wrong, that Ivan hurt a nice guy who really didn't deserve it. Ivan hurt Liet, and that was hard for Feliks to take, in whatever way he felt for the brunette. "Ivan…" Feliks acknowledged. "Who let you back here? You're not authorized." He said. There was a dark chuckle. "You think they could stop me?"
Feliks stared at the wall across from him. He had to warn Toris that Ivan was here… and that he knew. Toris was probably going to die if he didn't. "Ivan, you want to play a game?" Feliks asked, looking around the corner quickly to catch Ivan's eye. The tall Russian tilted his head to the side. "Play, da? You want to become one with Russia?" He asked. The old saying ran shivers up Feliks' spine.
"Only if you win." Feliks compromised, thinking quickly. "Hmm… Ivan likes this idea." He said, the childish third person speech didn't match the mass-murderer-esque smile on his face. "Like, okay then. So I'm going to run, yeah? And if you can catch me and keep me down then I will become one with Russia. If I get out of this building first, then you have to let me go." Feliks offered. Ivan thought about this.
"You get out of the building first and you can leave da?" He asked, and Feliks nodded. "Either of us can find someone and take them with us." Feliks said softly. Ivan smirked darkly. "I agree." He said. Feliks didn't even hesitate; he bolted away so fast that even he couldn't quite figure out what was going on.
Feliks tore off for the guard room, running as fast as he possibly could. He didn't slow for the stairs either, just leapt up as many stairs as he could at once. "Feliks-" Toris started, but Feliks grabbed his hand and without another word pulled the brunette after him down the stairs and started running. "Feliks!" Toris gasped, trying to keep up, but Feliks whipped around and covered his mouth. "Just trust me." He said, and Toris' eyes widened a bit but he nodded. Feliks took his hand off Toris' lips before he gripped his hand again and turned, veering around a corner and simply just running like his life depended on it. "Oh Feliks, you always were the quick one." Ivan called somewhere down the halls, chuckling. One of the prisoners whooped from within their cells.
Toris looked like he was going to vomit. "Mr. Braginsky…" He said under his breath. "He found me, and he's going to find you too. And he'll do horrible things to us unless you trust me." Feliks hissed softly. "I know Ivan, we grew up together. I know, hard to believe. He wasn't as sick or psychotic when he was a child. It was just constant bullying from others and his family that like… turned him into a psychopath." There was a loud dark laugh from the halls, as if Ivan was agreeing with what he said.
"You two were friends?" Toris asked softly. "Yes… in a way. We were never close, but he at least didn't try and kill me every time he met me back then." Feliks said just as quietly, glancing around the corner. "Alright now-" Feliks began, but a prisoner yelled, "Hey! Over here!" Feliks hadn't counted on that.
Feliks turned the other corner, taking Toris' hand as they started running again in the opposite direction. Countless prisoners' faces blurred as they ran, and Feliks stopped paying attention to them after a while. The halls seemed endless. "Feliks." Toris said softly. "Like, what?" Feliks asked, focusing on where they were going. "You're trying to save me, and I appreciate it… but what do we do even if we get out of here? You're not allowed out of the facility, and my brothers still live with Ivan. I can't let them suffer because of me." Feliks stopped, and Toris nearly face-planted at the sudden halt. Feliks stared at him. "You're telling me you want to stay? You want him to catch you? Liet, he'll kill you." Feliks said, his voice tightening with the sudden confusion, and a bit of… pain? Jealousy?
"I'm saying it'd be safer for both of us if Ivan just took me away." Toris said, not meeting Feliks' eyes. "You're siding with him. If you go with him, you'll never come back." Feliks said, and he was ashamed at how close his voice sounded to breaking. At what Toris' words were doing to him? When had Feliks started feeling so strongly toward him? "I'm not siding with him." Toris said, looking up in a bit of alarm at Feliks' voice. Feliks simply looked away. He couldn't find the words to express the devastation, the hurt that he felt. "Should have like fucking guessed. Everyone takes advantage of me." Feliks said before turning away. "Fine Liet. Like I said, you always have the choice and you made yours." Toris frowned, "Feliks…" But Feliks was already walking away.
First of all, Feliks didn't want to see what would happen when Ivan catches up to Toris. He could almost guarantee it wouldn't be pretty, and Feliks knew he couldn't handle it. Second, he was going to leave the facility whether it was regulation or not. He could explain later what just happened, and it would likely be Toris's fault. Not that he wanted it to be that way. "Feliks!" Toris called down the hall but the blond ignored him. He wasn't going to watch Toris throw everything away because Toris was stupid. Or he was stupid for not going back and defending him? This was totally confusing. "Where are you, little Łukasiewicz?" Ivan hummed somewhere up the hall. He had to go back… he couldn't just leave Toris. He sighed loudly, circling back and walking toward the brunette. "Alright fine, you fucking win okay? I like, came back to defend you since you're so incapable of doing it your-" From the corner of his eye there was a huge flash and some earsplitting noise that made his whole body feel like it was being torn in half and like his eardrums were exploding. How could a noise be that forceful, anyway? "-self." Feliks finished. Putting a hand on his chest toward the very bottom of his ribcage. "Feliks." Toris said softly, hugging him again with that look on his face like he just watched someone die. "What?" Feliks asked, looking down at his hand. A thick red color covered his hand, blackish in some spots. "Oh." He said simply. Thick warm arms suddenly encircled him. "Go to sleep little Łukasiewicz. I'll take care of you… kolkolkol." Ivan whispered in his ear, gentle as child's breath. Feliks closed his eyes. "You always do." Feliks said quietly, but he couldn't even hear it himself. By this point, he was deaf to the world, and blind as well.
"-Trauma to the abdominals and lower rib cage and some internal bleeding… However since his surgery we have corrected the bleeding and now he should be stable." The doctor told someone as Feliks groaned. These bandages were like a giant corset… which then took Feliks a minute to realize he was bandaged up. "Feliks! Are you alright?" Toris's voice suddenly asked. Feliks closed his eyes, thinking. "I don't know. You like, know more about this than I do." Ivan… where was Ivan? "Shouldn't you like, be with your boyfriend or something?" Feliks snapped, opening his eyes to glare at Toris.
"Don't think I forgot, you- ow!" Feliks held his chest, frowning. Toris frowned a little. "Ivan's in prison for attempted premeditated manslaughter." Toris said softly. "Second degree… they hit him hard." Feliks sighed. "And Ivan isn't my boyfriend." Toris told him. "Oh really? That's why he beats the fuck out of you and you'd still rather be with him. Okay, whatever." Feliks rolled his eyes. "I don't think they medicated you enough. You're being bitchy." Toris informed him with a bit of an annoyed tone.
"You're like, being retarded." Feliks retorted before sighing loudly. "Look, Toris just tell me what the hell happened." Toris sat back in his chair, looking at the blonde nervously. "Well, you were shot." He started. Feliks gave him an irritated look after a long pause, "Please Toris. I'm in pain and you're kind of stating the obvious." Toris sighed. "Someone called the police. I don't know really what happened. Just that Ivan is going to get out and slaughter us all." Feliks laughed, he couldn't help it. The tensing and un-tensing of his stomach and chest as he laughed hurt, but he just kept going anyway.
"Feliks?" Toris asked in confusion. "No one gets out of there Liet. Silly boy." Feliks rolled his eyes, shifting to sit up against his pillows. "I couldn't. No one can." He said with a shrug. "It's all automated technology to do with computers. We're just patrolling guards." He informed the other man.
"He gets what he wants." Toris said stubbornly. "But Feliks, why did you care so much? You went up against Ivan for me." He frowned. Feliks stared hard at him. "What? You want me to like, spell it out for you? You're my friend. I took a bullet for you. Appreciate it, you ungrateful twat." He frowned… or more pouted. "Feliks! I… Well, you're my friend too. I like you. I just… I was wondering…" He fidgeted. Feliks half-closed his eyes. "You wondered…?" He repeated finally. "I was wondering if that's all you felt for me." Toris asked softly.
There was a long silence. So long that Toris began biting his lip and giving quick glances at Feliks, who stared off distantly. "Ivan and I met when we were infants. We became inseparable at one point. Brothers. Always side by side. Sometimes Ivan and I bumped elbows so to speak, got into scuffles… but he was always there nonetheless. And then the whole thing went down faster than Titanic, and it was over. Do you know how it feels to lose someone that way?" He sighed. He looked over at Toris, his eyes narrowing a bit. "You want someone like me?" He asked, curiously.
Toris said nothing, only stared at him in surprise. As he gathered his courage, Feliks snorted. "Of course not. I was a fool for asking. You should like… get back to the prison, they need someone on duty at all times." He flipped on to his side, turning his back to Toris. The brunette opened and closed his mouth a few times before he pressed his lips together in a thin line. "We'll talk about this. Later." He said, in what he hoped was a demanding tone. Feliks said nothing.
It wasn't reassuring.
A/N: So, Liet and Feliks have a dramatic lover's spat without really being lovers xD So, so sorry for the loooong time I didn't update. I'm currently in college, and I had been taking classes even in the summer so I had no time for anything really. But now you get an update~ I want to thank all my reviewers and those of you watching this story- it means so much to me : D I also want to thank ChakkuChakku who informed me that my previous formatting was a bit too clumped! Sorry about that, I'm used to typing without really paying attention to the length of the paragraphs. I'm trying to get better xD If there are any other problems please feel free to mention it to me, it improves my stories as a writer. Thank you all again!
I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters, unfortunately XD