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CRASH!! Roderich had dropped his suitcase and everything came right out. All he could do was sigh and pick it all up. But to his own luck, Francis had came over to help him.
“I see you need a bit of help.”
“Well you can help by walking away.” “That’s a rude way of saying that you need help.”
Francis pouted but still helped him despite being told to walk away and not bother helping. He obviously didn’t want Roderich to be left behind so he thought it’d just be better to help than ignore him.
Roderich didn’t really mind the help, as long as it helped him get done picking up his stuff and packing it away much faster he wouldn’t complain. But he had this weird feeling, it was almost like he was yearning for something. No idea what but it was very odd, especially to him.
After the two had finished cleaning up, Francis led Roderich to the car they will be riding in.
“We’re gonna need to sit together, if that’s fine with you~” Francis winked at him, Roderich couldn’t help but roll his eyes. But he started to get all hot from it, why? It’s not like he doesn’t like men like *that*. He himself wasn’t gay, in fact, he hated them. He knew both of his cousins were queer but he didn’t want to hate on them. But he couldn’t help but resent them. He didn’t want to get infected with their diseases.
“You know, I don’t like you like that.”
“I’m well aware mon cherie.”
Mon cherie? Is he trying to flirt? Whatever. Who cares. He won’t reciprocate the same feelings back to him anyways. After all, he isn’t one of them and never will be.
Two hours had passed while they were cramped in the car. Roderich had to sit in the very back next to Francis, wasn’t very thrilled about it but whatever. As long as he wasn’t outside it’s fine. He can live with being next to this frenchie. But he had this odd feeling again that always seemed to happen whenever he was with Francis. It can’t POSSIBLY be love. It’s probably hate…But it felt all too wrong. He didn’t like it. All he could describe it as was a sinful desire. Something like wanting to feel his touch…but he wasn’t gay! Or was he..?
No! That’s impossible!! Don’t be so silly. He had thought to himself. Why would he be gay? There is no possible way he could be. He always tried to avoid his cousins at all costs, but this was one of the very few times he would be joining them on some sort of special little trip.
Gilbert was always too loud for him. Ludwig..was just himself. A bit strict but he didn’t want to question it. As long as he was happy.
They only had a few more hours until they arrived at the camping site so Roderich had decided to take a quick nap until they arrived. He drifted off to sleep peacefully, ignoring all of the chatter. Hopefully he will forget all these feelings when he wakes up.