Through The Alps | Switzerland ✎

Ch 4: Like Soap Operas

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Vash's POV~

   I ran after Y/n but she closed the door to Lily's room before I could get to her. I walk to my room in defeat. I fall back with my hands together on my chest. I knew she'd never like. I don't even understand what the hell do I like her? She's been here three days. THREE DAYS! I grunt as I turned on my side. What the hell do I have this pit in my stomach? An ache in my chest. Why do I have feelings in general? Like they said, hell would be if the Swiss were your lovers. As I was ranting about how stupid I am, I heard a knock on the dark wood door.

"Big bruder?" Lily stuck her head into my room. I sat up.

   "Yes, Lily."

   "Are jou mad at me?" She sat down on my bed. I fell back, putting my hands through my hair.

   "Lily, I'm not mad at you. It's just. It's just. I don't know. Lily I'm confused about it myself."

"Can I sleep here big bruder? Y/n won't open the door."

"You can sleep in my bed. I'll sleep in the parlor." She smiled.

"Thank you for all you do for me. Here, I made you a present." She pulled a box from behind her.

"For me?" I opened the box to see pink pajamas. It may be pink, but it was a nice thought for this gift. Why can all women be like Lily?

   "Thank you. I will wear it." I say as I looked at the silk pajamas. She smiled.

   "I knew you would like!" She hugs me. I was shocked, but I hugged her back.

   "Gut nach big bruder." She said. I left my room with the box and went into the parlor and change into the pajamas.

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Y/n's POV~

   I laid on the bed not caring if my hair went all over. Good job, Y/n. You messed up. I turned on my side, why didn't I tell?!? I should've told him. My pride is so big that I couldn't say I liked him. Do I like him? I don't even know. I like Mr. Roderich, but he isn't like Mr. Vash. When Vash gets angry, his nose crinkles, and he turns red when he's angry or blushing. I love his strong green eyes on the contrary of Mr. Roderich's calm purple eyes. I have to tell him this. I walked out of the room and went down the hall to Vash's room. I knocked, I heard footsteps and I saw his feet at the door. But he didn't answer.

   "Hey Vash, I'm sorry about everything. About not respecting you when I was obviously invited into your home. Also that I caused you trouble with Lily and that I left without your permission. Me being from Germany during a time like this has been stressful as could be, and the stress is obvious in my house. My parents and my older brother are hiding in Amsterdam, and I'm away from them to be safe her in Switzerland. I like you, Vash. I'm not perfect, but you seem so perfect. I really like you." By the end of my one sided conversation with the door I was on the floor leaning against door. Then the door opened.

   "Vash?—" I say as the door was pulled quickly and I feel to the ground. I looked up to not see Vash but Lily.

   "Jou know, that was a very good confession like the ones I hear on the radio soap operas. I think you should tell big bruder in the parlor." I nod as I get up and walk down the hall way.