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RETROUVAILLES

Chapter one ❤️❤️❤️

Chapter two ❤️❤️❤️

The final chapter will be up tomorrow, hopefully!

“Seriously, why does everything I wear is lame?”

Sander throws the T-shirt he’s holding onto the pile of clothes on his bed, also just fully realised that most of them are black. Just imagine, if he’s gonna meet Robbe today wearing all black and the other person will be wearing warm colours and everything. As far as Sander can remembers, Robbe never wears black or dark clothes on his Insta.

“But do I really need to change my appearance all of a sudden, though? Is it THAT necessary?” he mumbles to himself as he looking at the mirror.

Just when Sander’s about to give up, his eyes accidentally catches the white turtleneck inside his wardrobe. He vaguely remembers that the turtleneck is a gift from his father as a Christmas present a year ago, and because he was pissed at his father back then, he never wears it and even forgets it exists.

He stares at it for a while before deciding to try it on, and turns out that it isn’t... look bad? His bleached-blond hair matches really well with the white turtleneck, and because he’s a bit extra, Sander also puts his black leather jacket on—the jacket that always been part of him for as long as he can remembers.

“Okay, this looks fine.” He says as he smiles brightly, finally feeling satisify about his looks.

Being nervous is an understatement. Last night, he even facetime’d for hours with Mikael, Joseph and Gabe on how to make the best impression during the first date. Well, this isn’t exactly a date but his friends insisted that it is. It was really chaotic and to be honest, Sander was only listening to their non-stop blabberings about his love life and how pitiful he looked last night. Such a wholesome friends, they are.

Before Sander leaves the flat, he sends a text to Robbe.

Earthlingoddity :

I’m heading out now. Are you too?

Robbe replies not long after.

Sterkerdanijzer :

I’m already here half an hour ago hahaha

Eartlingoddity :

oh shit! Sorry, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Wait for me, wouldn’t you?

Sterkerdanijzer :

I’m not going anywhere. Careful on your way, Sander

It doesn’t take long for Sander to finally arrives, for the distance between the caffe and his flat is only twenty minutes away by riding a bike. Autumn wind blows his hair, makes him shivers a little as he tightens the jacket to get some warmth.

But this is it. He’s gonna see Robbe IJzermans in person after such a long and painful months of having a silent crush on him. Would it be too lame if the first thing that comes out from his mouth is a compliment on how Robbe looks today? Or, the weather?

No no no, definitely NOT the weather.

What about the food?

THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE FOOD?!

UGH!

Sander’s thoughts bursts like a bubble when he sees Robbe sitting near the window, while his dog is sleeping on his lap but the marvelous sight of it all is Robbe in glasses. ROBBE IJZJERMANS IS WEARING A FUCKING GLASSES!!! And Sander is too in awe and dumbstruck to realise that Robbe is actually calling his name for a couple times already.

“Sander, over here! Sander!”

Sander walks towards him while keeping his expression as neutral as possible. It’s gonna be super awkward if he exposes his excitement and nervousness too bluntly. His nose accidentally catches the smell of woody-scent perfume from the cute guy in front of him once he sits.

“Hi, Robbe,” Sander says, smiling politely. “sorry for making you wait that long. I didn’t know you’d come early.”

Robbe shakes his small head, “it’s okay. Besides, I was just taking Peter Pan on a walk,” he looks down at the adorable sleeping puppy with soft sigh. “Hope you don’t mind he’s tagging along.”

“Not at all.”

“It’s just, I’m too nervous to meet you alone.”

Wait, what?

What did he say just now?

Nervous?

“Come again?” Sander asks. Not believing what he heard. “you’re nervous to meet me?”

Robbe nods slowly, “Stupid, huh?”

Ignoring the butterflies in his stomach, Sander asks, “But, why?”

“Well, duh, you’re a famous YouTuber,” Robbe laughs. One of his hand scratches Peter Pan’s ears. Sander notices and wonders how it feels like to be touched like that. “and I’m just a weird guy who’s constantly wearing a flower crown in every pictures and videos.”

Sander leans forward to look straight at Robbe’s eyes and says, “You’re not weird.”

Robbe lets a huff, “I don’t believe you.”

“What if I told you that whatever you do is adorable? Is it good enough?”

Before Robbe can answers, the waitress comes to their table, “one mint choco chip milkshake for you,” then he turns to Sander. “and one affogato for you. Please enjoy!”

“But, I haven’t ordered...” Sander mumbles.

“It’s on me.” Robbe cuts him as he fixes his glasses.

“Really?”

“Yep!”

“Um... thanks? But, you really don’t have to.”

Robbe sips his milkshake before answering, “I know but then I remember that you said their affogato is sublime, so I ordered it for you.”

Ah, it’s not just butterflies in his stomach no more; but the whole goddamn zoo! The simple fact that Robbe actually remembers what he said yesterday is making Sander wants to shout from the rooftop.

The rumor’s true—this affogato is fucking delicious! It melts instantly in his mouth, not too bitter but not too sweet either. Sander lets a moan, not knowing Robbe is actually looking at him, slightly smirking.

When Sander has finally back to earth, he gives Robbe an apologetic smile, “sorry, that was embarrassing.”

“Don’t be. Glad you like it.”

Sander clears his throat, “okay, so, about our collab. I was thinking about doing Bon Jovi song cover. What do you think? Any other options?”

Robbe goes silent for a moment—his expression’s serious, his brows furrow like he’s been working on a difficult test. Sander sees Robbe’s lips pouting and once again, he wonders how it feels like to kiss them.

Snap out of it, Driesen! He says to himself sternly. Don’t let anything distracts you, even when the biggest distraction is in front of you right now!

“I’d say we do some impromptu singing,” Robbe says after five minutes and quickly elaborates when he sees Sander’s confused face. “I mean, we don’t have to decide it now. It’ll be much more surprising and entertaining if we don’t know what’ll happen tomorrow, right?”

“Is there any particular reason why you said the last sentences? We have to be prepared for what’s to come, right? Including the concept of our collab.”

“Jawel... but to be honest, the more I think of any concept, the more blurry it is.”

Sander sighs, “so, you suggests that the concept will be ‘no concept’ at all?”

Robbe nods his head, while caressing Peter Pan’s head who’s now fully awake and being so hyperactive in Robbe’s arms.

“Lucky puppy!” Sander thought in an unreasonable jealousy.

“Indeed, Sander, indeed,” Robbe says as cheerful as his puppy. His glasses is a bit crooked. “What will happen tomorrow, let it be. What matters the most is now.”

“That’s too deep for a collab’s concept talks, don’t you think?” Sander asks, half joking half serious.

“Ha ha ha, maybe. You were suddenly turned tense when you talk about it, too formal. So, I’m trying to melt the ice.”

One thing that Sander recently discovers is that maybe he’ll never wins an argument against Robbe IJzermans. How can he resists these Bambi eyes, fluffy looking hair and his cute CUTE voice? There’s no way, and he doesn’t mind it. At all.

“Okay, you win,” Sander smirks. “But we’re gonna do it at my place. Take it or leave it.”

Robbe gives a challenging smiles, “alright!”

Sander bites his bottom lip while his eyes looking at Robbe’s lips shamelessly. The hell with subtlety. To his surprise, Robbe winks at him.

Fucking hell!

“Want to take a walk? Looks like your puppy needs to go out.”

Robbe stares at Peter Pan lovingly and kiss its nose, “you’re right. Let’s get outta here!”

Just when they’re about to leave, suddenly Robbe says something that almost makes Sander stumbles over his feet.

“You look really handsome today, Jack Frost.”

#wtfock #wtfam #IT GOT YEETED FROM THE TAG #fanfic

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