GerUk/GerEng Collection

"Are You Jealous"

This is from a prompt I was given on Tumblr and I didn't realize I hadn't posted it here. @Shannon6201 mentioned something about one of them being jealous and it made me realize so here it. Not exactly liked what you suggested @Shannon6201, but I'll work on that and share it another time. 

"Careful mon cher...your ears are turning red," Francis tsked as he approached the steaming Englishman.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

As he expected from Mr. Arthur Never-Can-Be-Honest-With-His-Feelings Kirkland. Francis followed his gaze to see Feliciano clinging to Ludwig's arm and adamantly talk to both him and Kiku. So that's what this was about. A smirk made its way on his lips as a plan formed. "They are cute together, wouldn't you say?"

Arthur gripped his glass tighter. "Adorable..."

"He never acts that way with you."

"Because I'm not annoying like that," Arthur hissed.

"But you never cling to each other like that..."

"We do! Just...not in public...I-It doesn't matter. We're happy the way things are."

"Then why are you steaming like a kettle and about to break your glass?"

"Shut up!"

Without another word, he shoved Francis away and went straight over to his lover. He immediately took Ludwig's hand in his as a tense smile made its way onto his lips.

"What's the matter?" Ludwig whispered as Feliciano and Kiku broke off into their own conversation.

"Nothing. Can't I come over and hold your hand just for the hell of it?"

Ludwig went to say something else, but was cut off by Kiku, "Oh Asa-san it's great to see you again."

"You as well Kiku...Feliciano."

Kiku quirked a brow, looking over Arthur suspiciously, but discreetly. The blush on Arthur's ears slowly crept towards his cheeks and Kiku knew right away what was up. He turned to Feliciano who was still attached to Ludwig's arm. "Feli, I need some air. Come with me?"

"Oh of course caro. See you guys later," Feliciano cheered as Kiku took his arm and guided him towards the terrace. Ludwig and Arthur were left alone together.

"Okay, what is up with you?" Ludwig hissed.

"Nothing."

Ludwig grabbed Arthur's chin, forcing him to look at him. "Bullshit. Don't think I didn't see you glaring at Feliciano from across the way, or the way you spoke to him, or the fact that you're bright red. You can't lie to me Arthur." Arthur only crossed his arms, pouting a little. "Are...Are you jealous?"

"No..." Ludwig gave him his own glare. "...Maybe..."

He let out a sigh and leaned forward for a quick peck on the lips. "L-Ludwig...did...did you just...but we're...Lu-"

"I love you and only you. You don't have to worry so much." Ludwig pulled the other closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

Arthur's pout grew and his cheeks became more heated. He felt so stupid. Of course, Ludwig loved him, he knew that, but at the same time, his chest burned whenever he saw Ludwig and Felicano together and he couldn't help but feel that things were going to fall apart.

After a few moments of silence, Arthur spoke up (or at least tried to), "I-I'm ss-s-...sor..sah...sa-sa...sooooo...I'msorry"

"That was rough..."

Arthur buried his face in Ludwig's chest, feeling even worse than before. "Indeed."

"But...apology accepted."

As Arthur tried to regain his composure, a slow, familiar tune come over the speakers. Ludwig guided him towards the dance floor and began leading him in a waltz.

"But I still have one question, " Ludwig stated, halfway through their dance, "You know how Feli is and you know he's with Kiku, so why were you irked so much?"

"Well...I...I don't it just..." Ludwig pulled him closer, their foreheads now touching, "You know how I am."

"Hmm?"

"Don't make me say it..." Ludwig gave him a confused look, but he knew the man did not mean it. "Ugh... I'm not used to... or more like I'm too used to being left. I'm not easy to deal with after all."

Ludwig gave him a nod "That you are."

"Hey!"

"But I love you. Every part of you. And I'm not going anywhere."

"Show me." A mischievous glint made its way into Arthur's eyes as a smirk spread across his face.

"Wh-What?"

"You know what I mean," the Brit whispered against Ludwig's ear, "Show me."

He could feel the heat radiating off of the German's face which only made his smirk grow. Grabbing Ludwig's tie, he began leading him out of the ballroom and back to their hotel room.