I can't keep my fingers of finding new people to ship Piet with although his story is all set in my head canon.
Here's Norman, a classmate. I wrote quite some text with him I might post in full length one day (would have to cut out spoilers), here's a snippet:
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Norman seems to think about something, then grabs Piet’s hands and presses his own flat against them.
“From one to ten, you rate me and I rate you. Ten is (handsome actor of your choice).”
Piet grins.
“Who goes first?”
Norman nods. “You, please.”
Piet looks at the hands, then at Norman. At his expressive eyebrows, his greenish eyes, all those subtle freckles.
He awkwardly pushes two fingers down and keeps their hands locked.
“Eight as well?”, Norman asks. “Or is that half a finger you’re hiding there-”
He wriggles his hand, causing them both to laugh.
“Okay, I’ll give you that half finger for your humor. You’re not bad. C’mon. Your turn.”
Norman strokes Piet’s fingers slowly while looking at his face. Instead of rating him, he leans forward. He stops for a second to get Piet’s permission, but Piet is overrun and even if he wanted to, he couldn’t say no. So he lets it happen that Norman’s lips meet his own.
Lisa Brenner
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