Based on a skype chat with trevo where they fake date for a while and act really nauseatingly sweet to get Bels off their back
but it’s more like they let repressed feelings out
“Despite the common state of war prevailing between Iberia and the Netherlands interchange, commercial and intellectual, continued. In fact the ties that began to develop between Portugal and the Low Countries in the first half of the sixteenth century strengthened through the years of war. (…)
The Dutch imitated the Portuguese not just in moving rapidly from little in the way of map making to European leadership. The methods introduced and the thinking about mapping and navigation in the northern Low Countries also had roots in Portuguese practice. (…)
Dutch cartographers may offer the most obvious and most graphic case of reliance on Portuguese precedent for their own scientific advances but that pattern should be taken as an indication of something considerably broader and deeper.”
[in which I apologise in advance for Port. Lunie and Trevo gave me the green light]
Sadik groaned, overwhelmed by his friends naivety.
“Just…just don’t get more involved with him,” he sighed.
“Oh come on Sadik. The dude’s hot. You know I can’t resist a guy like that!”
“Think with your head for once and not your dick,” Sadik glared “Remember how your last relationship went?”
Chapter 2 of Lunie and Trevo’s lovely AU. enjoy~
“Do you really think I’d let him have the biggest bird?” Sadik gestured to Fernando and laughed heartedly, to witch Maarten could only respond with blank looks and a question on his lips.
“Want to see my big cock!?” Fernando laughed and stood up
“No thank you I don’t think that will be necess—-”
(warning. excessive use of bird puns)
“Are you done getting laid?”
That sure was the best thing to shout the second you enter your house.
“Almost!” was the reply.
The two were actually just sitting in the living room and going through embarrassing photos of people from their school, but hey. Why not gross him out while still in the door. They both laughed at Fernando’s frustrated dying whale noises.
“How was your night?” Antonio asked as soon as Fer got to the living room.
“Great,” his brother said half sarcastically.
He found his situation very complicated at the moment and it put him into a bad mood. He was expecting the sleepover to end up terribly, but it was really enjoyable for him. He will hardly admit it to anyone though, especially if he would tell where he stayed. Thinking about it deeper, in conclusion he decided not to tell the truth about the place.
“Where did you stay anyway? Lovi said no one had time for you and that you looked furious,”
Here we go.
“I, uh, walked around, stayed in a non-stop bar for a while,” he shrugged. His younger sibling leaned in to him and smelled his clothes.
“I don’t smell any smoke from you,”
“I was outside a lot, it wore out!”
“I don’t smell any alcohol from you either. You don’t even look like you had any,”
“Because I didn’t have any,” Fer stared at him.
“That’s suspicious,” Antonio narrowed his eyes.
“I had Redbull, ok! What’s this, an investigation?! Are you interrogating me?” Luckily he made sure to put make-up in the morning, otherwise it would cause other questions.
“He doesn’t look like he got laid either,” Arthur added his bit and Fernando let out another whale noise.
“Leave me alone, will you two! Can’t I have a bit of peace in my own house, Jesus fucking Christ!”
They watched him march into his room and slamp the door.
“Yeap, he definitely didn’t get enough sleep tonight.”
And they grinned at each other and returned to looking at photos.
Netherlands and Portugal for an AU, because I’ve been watching too many video games. Actually, this one. Also lunie’s fault!
Portugal: THIS IS JUST LIKE HIGH SCHOOL *whacks zombie*
Netherlands: WHAT KIND OF HIGH SCHOOL HAVE YOU BEEN TO