Romano exited the bathroom with his brother and whom he now knows is Emil trailing after him. Their new pale haired companion agreed to accompany them to their spot in the shade, so he was leading right now.
"So Emil, you're saying that someone threw a phone into a pool and it hit you in the face?" He called back over his shoulder.
"Um, yeah pretty much," Emil had replied, voice muffled by the tissue he had held to his nose in case it started bleeding again.
"Wow! How unlucky is that Romano, I can't believe it managed to hit him!" His happy-go-lucky brother chimed in grabbing onto both his and Emil's arms.
Romano rolled his eyes at his brother. He can be so stupid. Sometimes he wished he'd just-
"ROMANO!"
Romano froze and looked back. No no no NONONONONONO!!!!!!!!!!!! Not that stupid tomato bastard.
"FUCKING SHIT GO AWAY YOU TOMATO BASTARD!" Romano yelled and started to run away.
"LOVI WAIT PLEASE!!!!!!" The Spaniard ran after him.
The younger Italian and their new companion stand by a bench watching Romano run away from the Spanish lifeguard.
"Fratello maybe he thinks you are drowning!" Feliciano smiled brightly.
"NO HE DOES NOT YOU STUPID PASTA LOVING BASTARD!!!" Romano continued to scream at his younger brother while running around frantically.
After Romano ran off from whoever that guy was Feliciano and Emil were left standing confused. He tried to say something to the happy Italian but was interrupted by Feliciano's dramatic gasp. "Emil, oh my god look at him!" He exclaimed grabbing onto Emil's arm. "He's so perfect!"
"Um, who exactly?" Emil asked in reply.
"Him obviously, Emil!" He pointed to a tall, broad shouldered man with blond, swept back hair.
Emil followed the Italian's gaze to examine the tall man. I guess he was good looking but not really Emil's type.
"Yeah...I guess," the pale boy said unsure of himself.
"You guess?!?!?! He's literally the definition of perfection!!! I'll see you later, Emil. When we meet again that boy will be mine!" Feli smiled cheerfully and ran over to the blonde man.
Emil sighed and sat down on the bench, watching Feli run after his dream man. He was by himself yet again, just him left alone with his thoughts. After ten minutes of gazing at the clear water, a hand met his shoulder. Emil looked up to see the man that saved him from drowning earlier that day. Leon himself was standing there, smiling down at Emil.
Emil's face went completely red. This can't be happening. Leon was here...with him?!?!?! He was starstruck, staring up at Leon's perfect face. The sun was hitting him just right, making him look like an angel. Emil really felt like he was in heaven right now. He took in all of Leon's features; his eyes, nose, eyebrows, jawline, and those lips....they looked so kissable. Emil just wanted to-
"You didn't really answer my question.." Leon asked still smiling.
Shit he was talking?!?!?! Say something Emil quick!!!!
"U-uh sorry what did you ask?" God he felt so stupid right now.
Leon just chuckled lightly.
"I asked if I could sit next to you."
SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT HE WANTED TO SIT HERE NEXT TO HIM HOLY FUCK THIS CANT BE HAPPENING.
"Y-yeah o-of course y-you can!" Emil stuttered nervously.
Leon smiled and sat rather close next to him on he bench. Emil tensed up, so nervous that he'd mess this up or do something wrong. He stayed completely still as Leon turned to him.
