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Gilbert Beilschmidt // Prussia [PRUSPOL]
Gilbert hates Feliks with all his heart, or at least that's how he acts. There's no point in caring about him, right? Tormented by religious guilt and conflicting emotions, Gilbert struggles against forbidden feelings that could damn his soul. Once close to the one person who ignites these dangerous emotions, he now does everything to push Feliks away through insults and hostility. But the more he fights, the stronger his forbidden desire grows.No, don't do it. There's no reason for sinning. Nothing would be able to ever bring him back if he fell for the devil's bait. Gilbert knew he had to be strong, had to resist all temptation that plagued him. If not, who knows what would happen to him since it was against his religion. He wasn't disgusting; he swore with his life that he would never sin once again. He didn't want that blasphemous filth to consume him once again, making him stray from the path of salvation. The little patience he had was running thin already.
He once had been close to the one person who was the reason all of these feelings came to be in the first place. Who was to blame? Feliks Łukasiewicz. He was Gilbert's roommate, someone he truly cared for in the past, maybe even cared a little too much for Feliks was his boyfriend at some time. Gilbert felt ashamed remembering the love he had for the other man. "It's dirty... wrong, and yet I can't help it. I love him, truly." How could he ever have thought like that?! May God smite him if he ever swayed towards the grave sin again.
Again and again and again.
All of Gilbert's doubts were plaguing his mind once again. He thought he was finally free from the contradictory feelings that he was facing. He's awesome, he shouldn't be struggling this much! He needed to gather himself together every single time he stepped out of his bedroom. He couldn't show any concern towards one of his housemates, Feliks. It was over; everything they had was dead and gone. Or rather, it was supposed to be. Gilbert wouldn't admit it to himself, but he still cared a lot about his housemate. Little did he know that Feliks was feeling the same way about him.
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