Summary: (Warnings- Mentions of murder/minor character death) Romania and Norway first meet each other in an orphanage when they are kids. Romania’s parents and little brother were murdered while Romania somehow survived, but it came at price while Norway and his little brother were abandoned by their parents at the doorsteps of the orphanage. The two of them became best friends after Norway helped Romania released balloons that had written messages on them to his dead family members.
However, when Norway, with the rest of his family, are adopted by a woman from Norway, he doesn't see Romania again until he finds him releasing balloons around their college campus. The two of them catch up and fall back into the friendship that they once had when their kids and soon one of them starts to fall in love with the other.
Romania is still trying to put his past behind him, but when he finds a note left on his front doorstep, he will have no choice but to face his old nasty past on.
The man that had murdered his family is back. He wants to finished what he had started by killing the witness of his crime and he won't rest until he has Romania’s blood is on his hands.
Why are summaries so hard to write? I guess it doesn't help that I was writing this when I should have been sleeping. 😂
Anyways, I want to turn this into a multi chapter story, but my lack of confidence in my writing is not helping so we will see.
I just hope you guys enjoy the prologue or one shot of this story. ^^
There he was again sitting by himself.
The weird boy with reddish brown eyes and long, brown hair was keeping to himself as he brew up balloons while writing and drawing something on those balloons with permanent marker.
The boy had been here for a week and he already caught Eindride's attention. He didn't know why, but when the boy was first brought to the orphanage, he was immediately drawn towards the boy. He wanted to be the boy's friend, but this entire week he couldn't gather the courage to go talk to him. Instead, he just sat with his small family as he just watched the other boy from the distance.
"Go talk to him," Mikkel said. "Timo, Berwald, and I will watch Elvar."
"I don't know what to day to him." Eindride admitted as he looked at his other family members. "What if he doesn't want to talk to me?"
"And what if he does?" Timo said. "Just go over there and say hi. As the grown ups say, 'you never know until you try.' Besides, even if it doesn't go to plan, you still have us."
"Come on, Ein." Mikkel playfully elbowed his arm. "Talk to him or I will drag you over there myself."
"Try it and I will steal all of your pudding cups again." Eindride threaten as he glared at him as Mikkel gasped.
"No! Not my pudding cups again!" Mikkel whined. "Do you know how long it took me to replenish my pudding stash? Hey Berwald, don't laugh! It's not funny!"
Eindride started to tune Mikkel and Berwald out as the two of them started to argue. He turned back towards the boy as he continued to watch him for a moment before deciding to listen to his family and go talk to him. "Timo, I will be back." He said.
He didn't wait for him to respond as he made his way over to the boy. He nearly lost his courage and almost turned back around to go back to his friends when the boy looked up at him and stared at him with curiosity. However, Eindride didn't stop walking until he reached the table.
"Hi," he spoke as he tried to cover up his nervousness. "Can I join you?"
Instead of answering, the boy just nodded his head and gestured for him to take a seat in the chair next to him.
Eindride took a seat as he tried to think of something else to say when the boy pulled out a notebook and wrote something in it before pushing towards him.
"I hope you don't mind if I communicate this way. I don't have my voice anymore."
Eindride looked up and was about to ask why, but the boy must have known what he was going to ask because he was unwrapping a scarf from around his neck. Once the scarf was completely off, he could see a medical bandage around his neck. "How did your neck get injured?" He asked, but immediately regretted it when the boy looked at him sadly and took his notebook back. He wrote in it and turned it back around for him to read.
"I don't want to talk about it." Eindride nodded as he watched the boy write something else down. "My name is Viorel. What is your name?"
"My name is Eindride." He said.
Viorel smiled at him before writing down his notebook again. "I like your name." It said and Eindride couldn't help to smile as well.
They both sat in comfortable silence after that and Eindride watched as Viorel went back to writing on one of the balloons. He tried to see what Viorel was writing on it, but he had it angled a certain way that he couldn't see it. "Hey Viorel, why are you writing and drawing on those balloons for?" He asked.
Viorel stopped writing on the balloon and wrote in the notebook, "I am writing a message to them."
Viorel was hesitant to respond to him, but he did anyways. "I writing a message to my mommy, my daddy, and my little brother." The notebook said. "They live up in the sky now so I write them little messages on the balloons so it can reach them in the sky. I write them everyday and when we go outside to play, I release them into the air. Even though they don't respond back, I just hope my little messages make them happy."
After reading what Viorel wrote, he looked up at him and noticed that Viorel's eyes were watering up as he was struggling not to cry. Eindride felt uneasy seeing the younger boy cry so he leaned over and cupped both of his cheeks and kissed the top of his forehead. He usually did this for Elvar whenever he was upset or scared, but he never did this for anyone else before. He just didn't want to see Viorel cry and he just wanted to comfort him. "Don't cry," he said. "Let's just finished the balloons, okay? Do you want me to help you finished them?"
Viorel wiped his tears away and pulled away from Eindride before he wrote in his notebook again. "No, I want to finished these myself, but you can help me release them if you like..." It said. "...or you can do a balloon as well."
"No, because my mom and dad are not in the sky like yours..." Viorel seem to understand what Eindride was saying because he place his hand top of his and gave him a small smile. "...but I would like to help you release your balloons."
Viorel smiled brighter at that while showing off his cute little fang before writing, 'thank you,' in his notebook.
It wasn't long after that all the kids were gathered up and were taken outside for munch needed air.
Eindride followed Viorel out while he carried one balloon and Viorel's notebook and pen while the other boy carried the other two balloons.
Viorel had led him to a open area of the payground where none of the trees blocked the open sky. Eindride stopped walking when the other boy did and turned his head to look at him.
Eindride patiently waited for Viorel to release his balloons before he released the other. The two of them stood there as they watched all three balloons float into the clear blue sky. Neither of them didn't stop watching until they couldn't see them anymore.
Viorel took his notebook and pen from Eindride gently from him. He wrote something down in it before he turned it around for him to read.
"Thank you so much for your help. I was wondering if you would like to be friends and if you would like to play with me?"
Eindride nodded his head as he felt a smile tagging at his lips. "I would love to be your friend and play with you." He said.
Viorel's eyes lit up with excitement as he took his hand and dragged him off to play.
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