Arthur pulled out his phone for the millionth time that evening, clicking on a specific contact. Still nothing since last night. He was supposed to be here an hour ago and he never said that he was going to be late. Ludwig was never late in the first place. Arthur shoved the phone back into the pocket of his suit. It was fine. Something probably came up with Ludwig's brother or Feliciano and he is just away from the phone at the moment. He took the last sip of his water, scanning his surroundings for any pitiful glances. Ludwig would never stand him up, right? Ludwig wasn't like that.
Another half hour went by and there was no sign of Ludwig coming. Arthur felt his eyes burn as he rose from his chair to leave. "Fucking git," he muttered, making his way over to the hostess. He was pulled out of his spinning thoughts by the buzzing of his phone. He pulled it out once more to come face to face with an unknown number. On a normal night, he would have ignored such a call, but something in him made him pick up. 'I'm so desperate' he thought as he hit the answer button.
"Arthur?" came a familiar accented voice.
Arthur felt his throat go tight. "Ludwig."
"I'm so sorry. I-I-I didn't mean- I just-"
His voice sounded hoarse which made Arthur worry. "What's the matter love?""There was an accident. I'm at the hospital now."
Arthur felt his stomach drop at the words. His mind once again began to work, thinking of all the worse case scenarios.
"It was nothing too serious, just a broken arm is all. Again, I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you sooner," Ludwig quickly added.
"It's fine love. As long as you're safe and well and didn't stand me up," Arthur said, as he approached the hostess. "But I will sure as hell be coming to visit. See you soon." He hung up before even hearing the other's reply.
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"You didn't have to do this," Ludwig said, a faint blush dusted on his cheeks.
"Oh please, we've been planning this night for weeks. A little accident wasn't going to stop me," Arthur stated, lifting a piece of fish to the other's lips. "Now open up."
Arthur had decided he was going to get his date one way or another, so he decided to bring their date to Ludwig. So there they sat with two take-out boxes and bottles of pop from the vending machine down the hall, enjoying a meal of fish and chips together. Unfortunately, Ludwig had broken his good arm, leading Arthur to have to feed him. Although neither would admit it, they both enjoyed this part of the predicament. It made the whole situation a little more romantic among the smell of cleaner and the dullness of the room.
Ludwig let out a slight chuckle, "it wasn't exactly little."
Arthur felt his face heat up. Ludwig wasn't one for smiles and he definitely never laughed, so even the smallest laugh sent his heart fluttering.
"Arthur are you okay?"
"F-Fine. You're just...just so cute."
Now it was Ludwig's turn to blush. Arthur began to giggle at Ludwig's reaction and their matching red faces. In turn, Ludwig began to laugh at Arthur's own fit. Both soon became a blushing, laughing mess.
"What are you laughing at?" Arthur asked between his laughs.
"I'm not sure."
Once the wave subsided the two looked towards each other, matching smiles gracing their faces. Arthur slowly began to lean forward, being drawn in by the German's bright blue eyes. Ludwig's face turned a deeper shade of red at the approaching Brit. The space between them was soon closed as their lips met in a soft kiss.
Arthur was the first to speak after pulling away, "Was that okay?"
"J-J-Ja," Ludwig stuttered, leaning in for another, longer one.
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GerUk/GerEng Collection
FanfictionA collection of one-shots and little stories surrounding the Hetalia ship GerUk (Germany x England). I've recently gotten into this ship after watching a lets play of Dreamtalia by Kyokoon64 (none of the stories will relate to this game, but I sugge...