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Leon stared at his phone with disdain. He didn't know what to do. "Kiku, I'm lost.... I don't- I messed up..."
Kiku put down his tea, "What happened?"
"I've been hurting Emil... he... He told me he loves me and that he can't understand why I left him." Leon said, his eyes fogged over in thought.
"Terr him you rove him back," Kiku told him, "it's not fair for you to hide it from him."
Leon smiled faintly, "Yeah... you're right..."
But when he went to text Emil...
*This number blocked you*
Leon's eyes widened, "Nononono..." he quickly tried multiple times to text Emil, call him, even check to see if he returned to the group chat.
There was no luck.
This was the most emotion that any of the Asian family had seen from Leon. Yao, the oldest brother, stared at him, "Leon, tell me why you so obsessed over boy in Iceland." He demanded.
Leon just put his face in his hands, "I love him, I love him a lot... and I know I'm only like sixteen, but he's different... I want to know more about him... I want to feel his warmth, hear his laugh in person, see his smile clearly..." he spoke, his voice trembling with emotion.
Yao gave a smile, "I not judge you for feelings. I judge you for not telling me. I loved at young age too, you not wrong." He assured.
Leon sighed and tossed his phone on his bed as he leaned against the wall, "I've made a mess of things. He's so upset."
Yao hummed in thought and smirked, "Hold on," he dialed a number on his phone as walked out of the room real quick,
"Nihao! Ivan! Remember tickets you won you not want to use? Can you exchanged them?" Yao hummed in thought and tapped his chin, "Okay! Xiexie! Iceland, thank you. Wo ai ni!"
Leon looked confused as he saw Yao looking excited, "Prepare! You go to Iceland next week! Got to book hotel."
"Wait- what??" Leon's eyes almost bugged out of his head, "What if he's still mad when I go there!? The trip would be pointless!"
"No no! Kiku will be with you, have fun time, he much wants to relax anyways." Yao shrugged and walked out of the room.
RANDOM NUMBER GANG
ChingChong: I'm having a crisis
PastaLord: No offense but full offense, I'm pissed at you
Pancakes: Me too >:(
ChingChong: You bottoms always stick together, huh?
Pancakes: p much
ChingChong: Okay anyways I'm going to Iceland
PastaLord: What the fuck?
ChingChong: not my idea, my older brother is insisting
Pancakes: so you don't want to go?
Awesome: so not awesome dude
ChingChong: you're really not making things easy, it's not that I don't like Emil it's just that I don't know how. I don't want to hurt him
Tomate: That makes sense :)
PastaLord: you're on his side, bastard?
Tomate: well yeah? It makes sense
PastaLord: he abandoned Emil and made him cry
Tomate: that sucks, yeah, but Leon has good reason
Pancakes: he could have explained at least
ChingChong: Can you please act like I'm here and not third person?
PastaLord: you don't deserve it
ChingChong: Okay mad as you are I still need help, I don't even know his address
Awesome: track his number, duh
ChingChong: oh right
PastaLord: if that's illegal here's my statement "he's fucking crazy I'm not part of this"
Tomate: well spoken Lovi
PastaLord: do not call me that bastard
Tomate: oki! I won't call you that bastard!
PastaLord: chsnakqn criticizing me over my use of the Oxford comma??
Pancakes: more like your lack thereof
PastaLord: ffs bye bitches
Tomate: bye~!
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Group Chat (Spamano, Prucan, HongIce)
FanfictionBack at it again with some Hetalia garbage! Plot: There's a wall on a blog that randomly generates real numbers, so what happens when a certain Prussian and Spaniard decide to make a group chat with the first few numbers? Shenanigans, that's what.