Eighty Days Of Summer Camp (RoChu)

Chapter 11: Goddamn Flags...

Alright fuckers! I keep getting hella writer's block with this fic so it's probably gonna end soon, since I sadly can't think of much else that could really happen with it.

I do plan to write more stories, but not necessarily RoChu. I plan to write more RoChu in the future, but not yet, next will probably be FrUk since I already have a story idea in mind. As well as Wattpad I will probably also be uploading my new fics onto AO3! I'll drop my AO3 user in the last chapter or something, I won't be uploading this fic onto AO3 becauseeee I don't like the first couple chapters lolol.

But anyways, it isn't over yet, on with the next chapter!

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After a couple more minutes of stargazing, Yao and Ivan evidently decided it was time to turn in for the night, and headed back into the cabin.

Taking the earplugs Gilbert had given him, Yao manged to somewhat silence Alfred's deafening snores and get some shut-eye. He had successfully fallen asleep for about twenty minutes or so, when he was suddenly jolted awake by the feeling of his sheets rustling. He sprung up, fully expecting a dumb-ass raccoon or some other sneaky forest creature to be rummaging in his bed, no doubt looking for food, but was relieved to see two familiar round eyes staring at him, pupils dilated as if they had been caught doing some unspeakable act.

"Ivan?" Yao whispered into the darkness, the faint outline of Ivan's frame and the reflection of light on his eyes causing Yao to believe it was indeed him.

A hesitant laugh bubbled out of Ivan's mouth as he stopped whatever he was trying to do and simply gazed down at Yao.

"I wanted to get in with you..." he whispered back, his tone shy and uncertain, a forced smile appeared on his lips.

Yao's initial thought was to reply with a frank 'of course' and simply let him in- but that was until he let his mind wonder. If they woke up together, would Alfred and Arthur think that was weird? Even if they didn't, Alfred certainly wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut when he saw the sight in the morning. He'd tell the whole camp of what he saw, and then Yao's brother would evidently freak out, and maybe even tell his parents what happened. Yao wasn't even sure if the camp ALLOWED dating for pete's sake. But yet...

He was tired. His eyes were drooping, craving to just go back to bed, no matter the cost, as the day had been a long one and his body dreaded the familiar feeling of waking up far too early and getting ready for camp activities.

And so, he simply nodded. Whatever would happen, he could deal with in the morning, is what he told himself. He was too tired to think straight- so if he let this happen it wouldn't be his fault, right?

Ivan let out an excited exhale and quickly got into bed with Yao. Being a good head taller than him, he shifted their bodies so that both of them could just about fit in the bed, and Yao's face buried itself naturally into the crook of Ivan's neck. Ivan let out a little giggle as Yao's breath tickled his throat, but Yao was too exhausted to notice how intimate he was being, too out of it to realise that this was the first time he'd ever shared his bed with anyone but his brother or cousins, and that in that moment it was way different to anything he'd ever experienced. As Ivan continued to giggle away, Yao let the soft sound lull him to sleep once more.

The second and final time he was woken up that day was due to Alfred's loud confused exclamation of:

"What the HELL? Since when the fuck were you guys butt-buddies?"

Yao rubbed his eyes and sat up, before realising, oh shit- Ivan was in his bed.

Not knowing what to say, he simply stared at Alfred in discontent before slinking into the bathroom to hide his utter shame.