When Two People See Each Other

Chapter 2

It was raining again, unfortunately. But today, there was also thunder. Lightning, deafening screams of the sky and other terrifying things. It was terrifying for Florian.

Robert really loved stormy weather. He used to open his window late at night and let heavy water drops land on his face and legs. Now, that he knew Florian's fears, he took a moment to choose some of his favourite albums, that always calm him down when he needs it.

He knocked loudly, so Florian can hear him.

"Can I enter?" he shouted.

"Yes, come in!" Florian shouted back.

Robert slowly opened the door and stepped in. He took off his plastic raincoat and was almost completely dry.

"Look, what I brought." he took two vynils out of a plastic bag.

"Oh, so this is the album you told me about." Robert placed the flat carton box into Florian's hands. "Ram..." they said softly.

They turned it to see a pretty photo-collage on the back side. On the front, there was a black and white photo of a man holding a ram's horns. A colourful backround, that looks like a kid scribbled it on with markers.

"The cover looks so cute," Florian smiled sweetly.

"The music is even better." Robert added. "They say it's the birthday of Indie rock" He added once again.

Finally, Florian stood up to turn on the whole system. After that was done, they placed the disc onto the player and carefully placed the needle on the dist for it to start playing.

Florian sat down next to Robert, leaning on him. Robert chuckled at that and pulled them closer by placing his arm around their shoulders.

Florian exhaled calmly as they positioned themselves comfortably.

"This always calms me down when I'm stressed. Never fails to help." Robert spoke as he held Florian even tighter.

"I can see why. His voice is rather calming," they muffled.

Im such calm, warm and relaxed atmosphere, both of them felt at ease. They had each other, and they didn't even need to talk to understand everything. Too many people was playing somewhere in the backround and they paid close attention to the music, until Robert spoke.

"Do you know the story behind this?" he mumbled.

"The song? Nope, tell me." Florian answered, as quietly as Robert asked them.

"You know, when The Beatles broke up?" He started explaining.

"Yeah, and?" Florian listened patiently.

"John and Paul were really pissed at each other, so Macca wrote this. About Lennon and Yoko." Robert chuckled slightly.

"That's so ridiculous." they smiled widely, but didn't laugh.

"My dad told me, that John even went to Paul's house and threw rocks at his window! That is ridiculous!" He laughed slightly more.

"Are you serious? They were grown ass men!" Florian exclaimed, finally bursting out with laughter.

"I am. The song is amazing though." Robert decided to relax some more.

"It is..." they whispered, calming down.

After an amazing guitar solo, the next song came on. The two of them listened to it without saying a word, just taking in the sounds.

Then the third one started playing, then the fourth.

The fifth song started off calmly.

"This one's my favourite," Robert shared, his voice pearcing through the calm singing from the speakers.

"I've heard this before, I like this song, too." Florian smiled, turning their head to Robert.

"The sounds of thunder here are beautiful. This is a masterpiece..." he whispered, so the music could be heard well.

"Yeah let's just listen," they mumbled, just as quietly.

As the calm, steady part ended, here came a fun melody played on a wind instrument, and the song changed completely. Instead of quiet, soft vocals, high and loud singing could be heard.

"Hands across the water, heads across the sky." Robert threw his head back, humming to himself for no reason.

He heard a small giggle from his side and smiled, knowing who it was.

"What?" he asked, still grinning with satisfaction.

"Your voice is pretty," Florian spoke shyly.

"Thanks, in fact, I do sing." Robert seemed hyped up about the topic.

"Really? Well, I play bass! We can jam together sometime!" their eyes lit up as they grinned even wider.

"I also play guitar!" Robert clasped his hands together.

Both of their hearts were overflowing with joy, as the music continued playing. McCartney's voice breaking through the speakers.

"Hey, Flower, can you sing, too?" He added, lenaning closer to Florian, causing them to gasp a little.

They were taken aback by the nickname and the question. Flower? Really?

"I tried, it didn't turn out exactly amazing." they spoke shyly rubbing the back of their neck, but not looking away.

"Nope, I'm sure your voice is lovely and you cannot convince me otherwise." He grinned at them, placing his hand on their shoulder and patting it.

"The nickname, Robert..." they whispered, confused.

Though there was no sign of them being upset, Robert was already preparing to say sorry.

"I-I'm not saying I don't like it! It's fine!" Florian shook their head quickly waving at the wall.

"Well then, you're not getting rid of this one, Flower~" He laughed to himself, leaning on the couch and humming to the music.

Ah yes, Monkberry Moon Delight. Wonderful.

Florian thought "How is he so oblivious? It's really bold of him to show music like this to someone he barely knows. This song is nuts!"

"I like this one." they said in the end.

"The whole album is cool, really cool." Robert turned to Florian again.

"I believe you, Plant." they said teasingly, giggling afterwards.

"That's not even my last name!" he sat up on the sofa, making a dramatic expression.

"If I'm Flower, now you're Planty. Together we make a little garden, protecting each other from weather, helping each other out, our roots, like souls y'know, tangled. Basically, you're stuck with me."

"Like Ludwig and Feliciano?"

"Exactly-" they stopped for a moment, freezing in shock.

"Wait, you've seen Hetalia!?" they sat up too, raising their voice in a non-violent manner.

"I have, so what?"

"Nothing!"

"Then why are you screaming?"

"I don't know, why are you?"

Robert grinned as he spoke the words. "Gorgeous things aren't meant to be yelled at, and I accidentally did it, sorry."

"That was so bad, Planty." Florian giggled.

Perfect time to strike, Robert, the album just ended.

"I know, Flower, I know. Next time, I'll bring some Led Zeppelin." He said with a hint of satire in his voice.

"Hey, I didn't mean the music, Paul is fucking amazing! And I have got Led Zeppelin anyways, ha!"