Scorch - A RusCan Fanfiction by Calliopeos, literature
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Scorch - A RusCan Fanfiction
Scorching heat was visible, and clearly evident in the dancing waves of rippling air distorting the trail stretched out in front of him. It was almost as if he could actually see all the moisture leaving the ground in a steady stream of evaporation. The sun was beating down on his neck relentlessly, leaving his skin feeling tight and dry from the heat. He felt like if he didn't keep constantly replenishing himself with water, he would dry up like a sponge that was left out in the heat for days. He did not want to end up on some sort of five-o'clock news show as the tourist who was dumb enough to let himself become dehydrated. No, he was defin
Ludwig was not happy with Feliciano and he planned on telling him so. His grandfather wouldn't scold him for it, most likely he'd encourage it by saying something along the lines of 'if they didn't want to be gossiped about they should've made themselves less obvious. Now, lets hear about those two.' Lovino wouldn't unless it was about him (and a good portion was) and if it was he'd just cry and shout (as usual). So if Ludwig was the only one to tell him, so be it. Feliciano was going to be scolded.
"Feliciano, I hope you understand that wasn't very professional. People sometimes want their relationships to stay secret and not be told to th