After a small nap, he soon heard the front door open from the bedroom and footsteps. A few minutes later Ludwig enters the room with a tray. When he came over he placed the tray on the bedside table next to the flowers.
"How are you feeling, Feli?" Ludwig said softly. Feli Sat up, pain in his eyes.
"I'm fine, just a small cold is all." Feli said, trying to hide that he felt really unwell. Ludwig smiled softly Then looked over to the tray.
"Uh... I made you some soup, when I was ill this often made me a bit better." He said, slowly handing the tray over to Feli.
"Grazie, Ludwig." He said with a weak smile, with that Ludwig smiled back. As soon as Ludwig had seen Feli start to eat his soup, he left the room to do something in the kitchen.
After Feli's attempt to eat the soup Ludwig had kindly made for him, he soon put the tray on the bedside table. He was too ill to eat but didn't want to hurt Ludwigs feelings, especially because he went out in the cold himself to get it. So he ate less than half before he'd had enough. Ludwig returned with a bowl filled with water and a cloth. He looked at the unfinished soup and then looked at Feli.
"If you didn't feel hungry Feli, you should have been honest, I understand if you don't have an appetite right now..." Feli looked up at Ludwig, before letting him trying to explain and be grateful Ludwig stopped him.
"I know you're grateful, Feli." He then smiled at him, which was quite different to see other than his usual stern face. Feli smiled back, happy that Ludwig understood him. Feli knew he could be honest with Ludwig, and hopefully Ludwig could be the same.
We know the truth,
Not only by the reason,
But by the heart.
YOU ARE READING
He gave me flowers.
RomantizmOne cold winter month, Feliciano falls Ill. Ludwig looks after him until he gets back to being his normal self, and what better way to do that by giving him flowers.
