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Emil 4: Voice

Emil sat calmly on the bench, waiting for Elang to arrive. He wasn't quite sure what to call this meeting, but they had agreed to meet at the park. He didn't want things to be awkward between them because Elang was a cool guy, even if the boy did get nervous around him.

As he sat there, Emil couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. He didn't want to make things weird, but he was also unsure of what to say. He spent the whole bus ride thinking about it and still had no idea what to say. He couldn't believe he had been so impulsive and asked for Elang's number. His brother was right, he tended to rush into things without thinking.

Emil was lost in thought when he heard a familiar voice call out his name. He looked up and saw Elang walking over with a motorcycle helmet in his hand. This was the second time he had heard Elang speak clearly, and the first time it was directed at him.

"Hey," Elang said as he approached. "It sure is nice to see you."

Emil couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous. "Yeah, it's nice to see you too," he replied.

Elang motioned for him to sit down, and Emil could feel the awkwardness surrounding them. He knew he had to break the ice, so it wouldn't look like two guys weirdly staring at a bunch of pigeons.

"So, you like me?" Emil asked. "Why?"

Elang seemed a bit surprised by the question. "Why not?" he replied. "I think you're cool and mysterious, and I guess you already know that a lot of girls are into you and your brother."

Emil rolled his eyes. "We're not that mysterious," he countered. "But wait a second, don't try to change the subject. How long have you had a crush on me?"

Elang hesitated for a moment before answering. "Since about three months ago," he said. "Do you feel weird?"

Emil wasn't quite sure how to respond. "I'm more shocked, to be honest, so I really don't know how to feel about this."

Elang fell into a familiar silence due to stress. He hated how his brain just shut down whenever he was in an overwhelming situation.

"Yes, I'm willing to go on a casual date with you," Emil said suddenly, hoping to ease the tension. "Fair warning, unlike Sigurd, I don't fuck on the first date."

Elang's eyes widened at the statement. 

"I prefer to wait until the second," Emil added with a smirk.

Elang looked like he was about to faint. "O-okay," he stammered. "That sounds good to me."