When Two People See Each Other

Chapter 3

Dedicated to my dear friend myfreddieking

"Hey, Flower, what about I take you to a restaurant this weekend?" Robert said softly through the phone.

Florian thought they were going to explode, a restaurant, really? Though they didn't even know what to say, they said something anyway, and it was "A restaurant? Hell yes."

"This Sunday, hmm, 19:30?" they could almost see Robert's head tilt and his hand rising to his chin, so they giggled.

"Of course, come to my place."

"Fine, see you there then!" he said.

"See ya, bye!" they smiled widely and tilted their head a little too.

As they both put their phones down, Robert could possibly jump so high he could break through the ceiling, but he just hopped a little and said "Cheers!" quietly.

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It was a beautiful evening, birds were singing, flowers were blooming...

Florian just got ready, wearing a simple black shirt and dark red pants. There were rainbow coloured bracelets on both their wrists and they were wearing black dots as earrings. Their dark hair wasn't styled, as usual.

Robert knocked at the door, looking great too. With a white shirt and a black turtleneck underneath. He was wearing blue jeans and Chelsea boots. His hair was tied up in a ponytail and he had blue eyeshadow along with black mascara.

Florian opened the door unpatiently, scanning Robert immediatelly. He made a wide smile appear on their face.

"You look stunning, Flower," he almost gasped.

"You think so?" they were blushing already.

"How can I not think so?"

"You look really nice, too, Planty." they were never going to look away. Not when they get the chance to look at Robert's painted eyelashes, that now looked even fuller.

"Shall we go now, huh?" he asked, also offering Florian his arm to hold on to.

"Let's go, yes." they gladly accepted, wrapping their arm around Robert's.

As they walked down the street to the bus stop, both of them still looked a bit flustered. That didn't make them really uncomfortable, because they understood well what the other one was feeling.

They stood beside each other, looking in the opposite direcrions, feeling no need to talk right now.

Some older gentleman appeared behind them and cleared his throat as if he wanted the whole street to listen.

They turned from the road to face him almost at the same time.

"Where are ya goin' with yer girlfriend all dressed up, young man? And why does she look like a bloke?"

Why is he even asking? Florian had no idea. And girlfriend? Really? They don't even look like a girl. That dude just wanted to stick his nose somewhere, and the rainbow bracelets seem like a gate to him.

"First of all, that's none of your business," Robert started.

"Second of all, I'm not his girlfriend." Florian finished his exact thoughts.

"You rude bastard! So you are shagging a bloke!" the man raised his voice, learning forward.

This made both of them more uncomfortable that flustered. Florian just gasped in terror, clutching Robert's arm even tighter.