A few years have passed since the wonderful new years when Emil confessed his feelings for you. Both of you graduated high school, and Emil went back to Iceland to study there, while you stayed where you were and attended the local university.
It was a cold winter day, and you were cuddled in your blanket in your dorm room with a cup of hot chocolate, and a book which Emil sent you as a gift. Just as you were about to open the book to read, your phone chimed, and you grabbed it at the speed of light.
icelandic.jpeg: hey there
The very glance of his username just got you squealing quietly and smiling like an idiot.
error404: heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
icelandic.jpeg: can tell you're excited to talk to me
error404: yes omggg of course I am, you know it 😂
icelandic.jpeg: I miss you.
error404: I miss you too, I think I might cry
icelandic.jpeg: don't cry :(
error404: I'm trying not to.
icelandic.jpeg: that's good, suck the tears up
icelandic.jpeg: so what are you up to now?
error404: I'm in bed...
icelandic.jpeg: with a cup of hot choc and a book, I'm guessing?
error404: BINGO! As a reward for getting the answer right, here's a kiss from yours truly
error404: 😚
icelandic.jpeg: that's cool, but can I get some more?
error404: of course 😚😚😚
icelandic.jpeg: I wish I got real kisses from you though
error404: you mean Hershey's
icelandic.jpeg: ... no, yours, not Hershey's dammit.
error404: I know, I'm just kidding 😂😂
icelandic.jpeg: you're really annoying, you know
error404: yes I know 😂
error404: so what are /you/ doing now
icelandic.jpeg: chilling (pun intended)
icelandic.jpeg: *picture sent*
He sent a selfie of him in a black sweater, lying on his bed, hand under his head. He was smiling, which was usually very unlike him. Sending a selfie of him was more unlikely, though.
But it had been quite a while since you saw him. He started looking mature, mainly because his face started to look a little more defined and structured, especially his jaws. In other words, he just got hotter as time passed.
Blushing, you wrote down your reply.
error404: ahhhhhhhh why are you so hot
error404: it's criminal
icelandic.jpeg: idk
icelandic.jpeg: you know it's really late here and I'm getting sleepy
error404: go sleep then
icelandic.jpeg: but I want to talk to you
error404: no, go and sleep, we'll talk tomorrow
YOU ARE READING
✔ Fake Identity | Iceland
FanfictionIn which you befriend a young stranger online, who hides a little secret from you.