His eyes were golden like the sun. But the others were just voids in his face. why did they even meet? did they love each other? love at first sight? maybe..
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Is it your time yet? ☽ Will you tell them? ☽ I'm afraid of letting you go..
"Tord! come get breakfast!" A yell was heard from downstairs. The norwegian rubbed his yellow coloured eyes as he picked up his phone. Everything was just a blur until he focused a bit, seeing the time and sighing, getting up out of bed, shoving his phone in his bag and putting some clean boxers on with a shirt, leaving his room and walking downstairs, seeing some pancakes on the table. a smile appeared on his pale face, walking over to the fridge, opening it up to get some milk but he saw a bunch of lemons in the drawer where the salad would normally go. a confused look appeared on his face as he turned to look at his mother who was humming as she was making herself some breakfast. "what are these for?" the question from her son startled her slightly as she turned her head, looking into the fridge. "oh they're from the lemon tree i planted outside!" she replied "i was hoping to make some things with them like lemon pies" she continued before going back to her cooking. "wait i though that was a peach tree?" the male looked confused at his mother as she shook her head. "nope, it's lemons. now hurry up and eat or you'll be late." her words made him quickly grab the milk, close the fridge and pour the milk into a clean cup his mother had washed earlier. putting the milk back into the fridge, the norsk yawned then turned, grabbing the glass of milk he poured, going into the dining table and sitting at the seat infront of his pancakes, putting the glass cup down, beginning to eat his meal, giving softly smiles with every bite he took. it wasn't long before he finished both his meal and drink, picking them both up and putting them beside the sink in the kitchen. he gave his mother a small kiss on the cheek before heading back upstairs, going into the bathroom to sort his messy bed head out and to brush his teeth. it didn't take him long to look acceptable so he wandered out the bathroom and into the room he claimed his own, going through his wardrobe and settling with some black dungarees that were cuffed at the bottom and a red sweater to go underneath. he put the clothes on with some clean underwear and socks then looked around before grabbing a white beanie that lay on his desk. he put it on, making sure it was behind his hair horns before he stretched and grabbed his bag from the floor, heading out his room and going downstairs, putting his shoes on, closing his bag up, putting it on his bag before leaving the house, shouting goodbye to his mother and going straight for the bus.
to no surprise, his friends were already there, just talking as they waited for the bus and did their third member of the group. seeing the other presence come closer, the brunette and ginger waved, getting a wave back and a soft smile. he went over and stood with them until the bus came, the three showing their bus passes and getting into the vehicle, going to the back and sitting in their usual seats before the bus set off. of course, tord had just been sat in silence while the other two conversed, humming to himself before he lifted his head when the bus stopped, seeing tom get on the bus. his head immediately went down to his phone since he didn't wanna stare again and for the other two to tease him like the day before. though, the green and purple boy both waved to the blue boy, getting a wave back once again before the blue boy sat in the same seat, humming softly. he didn't actually seem to have his headphones that day though, just his phone, as he played on it. the red boy just listened to the boys soft hums. he knew exactly what song it was, it happened to be his favour actually, it was a song called helium, by glass animals. the boy lifted his head and looked to the eyeless male who sat a seat apart. "you like glass animals too?—" he asked hesitantly, catching the blue boys attention, making him look up and get an actual look at the norsk, blushing as he looked straight into his eyes. he quickly shook his head and gave a nervous nod, letting a few words escape his cold, blue lips. "y-yeah—" tom had stumbled over his words, looking back down to his phone and the blush slowly going off his face.
