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Three years later

POV: Toris

"Do you have to go, Toris?" Alfred asked.

I laughed. "It's only for a week. I'm sure you can manage."

"But I have a test next week! How will I survive without my awesome tutor?" Alfred waved and kept on walking toward his apartment. "See ya, Toris!"

I pulled out my dorm key and unlocked the door. "Feliks!" I called out. "I'm home!"

I saw a blur of blonde and pink before I felt a pair of warm lips on mine. I pulled away and smiled at Feliks.

Feliks gave me a bright grin. "Welcome home, Liet!"

I dropped my bag beside the door and headed toward the couch. "How was your day?"

He let out an exaggerated sigh. "Tiring! It felt like I had a million tests to do and I, like, had to half-ass that English essay to get it done before the deadline. I was about to sit back, relax, and eat some snacks."

I laughed in exasperation. "Looks like I'm going to have to proofread that essay of yours when we get back."

"Don't you always?" Just before I flopped onto the couch, he started flailing his arms. "Wait! Liet! Like, don't sit on the-"



I pulled out whatever was under me and raised an eyebrow at the unopened bag of paluszki. I accidentally broke half of them.

Feliks stood over me with his arms crossed and an adorable pout on his face. "Liet! You totally killed my snack!"

I gave him a sheepish smile. "Um... Sorry?"

He continued, what I assumed was, glaring at me for a bit. Then he shrugged and turned on his heel. I was confused until I heard him say loudly in a sing-song voice "I wonder where I put those tickets!"

I practically jumped off the couch and ran to our room. Feliks was waving two round-trip tickets to Lithuania in his hand with a grin on his face. I reached out to snatch them back, but he kept moving them out of reach.

"Feeeeliiiiiks! Give them back!"


"Please! I need them!"

"Not 'til you get me a new bag of paluszki!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll buy you a new bag just give them back!"

He put the tickets back on top of my address book. He grin faded into a soft smile. "Sorry, Liet..." He pulled up the corners of my lips. "You need learn when I'm just teasing."

I felt myself blush. It was embarrassing that Feliks thought I couldn't tell apart teasing and mocking! "I knew you were teasing!"

He pinched my cheeks. "The grumpy face says otherwise, Liet. Smile for me!"

I tried to suppress a smile but I could tell that I was failing. "N-Not until you ask nicely, Feliks."

He released my face. Suddenly, I was face-to-face with Feliks' unstoppable puppy eyes. "Will you please smile for me, Liet?"

I couldn't help myself from bursting out laughing. I heard him laugh along with me, saying something about me sounding cute when I laughed.

He always knows how to make me smile.

That place was very cold.

I knew it from the moment I moved there and it stayed true when I left.

From the moment they saw me try to act like myself.

"You're so gay."

Trying to insult me with words that shouldn't be insults.

I was just a kid back then. With no one to teach me what those words meant.

"Hey... Um... Toris, right?"

Until I met him.

Now I can ignore them. Because even if they were everywhere, he was with me.

Not every pair of eyes were cold. Not those green eyes.

He was always with me. Even when he wasn't, I felt assured by the fact that I knew he would be back.

To protect me. To care about me. To talk to me. To laugh with me. To acknowledge me. To comfort me. To be with me.

Anything and everything.

I can laugh.

I can talk.

I can cry.

I can live.

That place is very cold.

But Feliks makes it warm.

Yes, I was planning to end the fic like this for a while. Well, not exactly like this but hopefully it has the same vibe!

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