GerIta--Let us~

Part 16-Sleepless

Ludwig tried to sleep, but found it impossible. He tried counting, thinking, and just trying to relax, but it didn't help whatsoever. He eventually turned on the lamp next to him and began reading a book. He listened as Feliciano's breathing went from slow to fast over a period of minutes. At what felt like about 2:00 in the morning, Feliciano began to kick and mumble in his sleep. He would move his hands, and shuffle his feet, while sweating and trying to move things. Ludwig watched him silently, as he kicked off the blanket and almost fell to the floor from pushing against the mattress. The German stood up and walked to the side of the bed where the Italian was sleeping. He picked up the blanket off of the floor, and tucked Feliciano in. He sighed and walked back to his side of the bed. He kept reading, often taking a glance over to Feliciano to see what he was up to.

Just about an hour before sunrise, still in pitch blackness, Ludwig felt tired. Satisfied with the feeling of drowsiness. He finally fell asleep. But, to his demise, the Italian next to him woke up wildly, panting and kicking. He Woke the German up with a another sigh. Feliciano 's eyes clenched shut and he grabbed onto Ludwig. He balled his fists, grabbing the German's shirt, and buried his head in the other's chest. Tears formed by his caramel eyes. "What are you-" the German asked quickly. His cheeks turned a bright pink, as did the edges of his ears. The Italian calmed down a moment, but he still breathed heavily, and had Ludwig's shirt in his hands. He shuffled his right leg slightly and wove it through Ludwig's own. The blush on the German's face grew darker. "What do you think you're doing?" he was asked. Feliciano looked up.

"I'm cuddling with you." he smiled. He scrunched his small toes and buried his head harder into the German's chest. His smile grew wider. Not questioning his weird ways, he put an arm behind Feliciano and held him. "You really are weird." he said into the Italian's hair. Feliciano smiled and the spot where Ludwig held him felt warm. "I know."

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Feliciano got up and roamed around a little. He went around the kitchen, saying 'good morning' to anyone he saw. He sat on the island in the kitchen and smelled the air. Breakfast was almost done. Ludwig was outside, picking up the blankets and pillows to bring them inside. He was stopped at the door with a handful of pillows, by Lovino. He had a scowl scribbled across his semi-tan face. Ludwig moved out of the way, assuming the southern-Italian was making his way outside. Lovino shoved the pillows in Ludwig's arms off to the ground and looked up at him, the same scowl on his smug face. "May I help you?" Ludwig asked in a polite tone. "I have a question for you, bastard." he said lowly.

"Yes?"

"You slept with my fratello last night, didn't you." it was more a statement than a question.

"Yes, I did. Why?" his cheeks flushed pink again.

"If I found out you...ya know...you're gonna get it. So, did you?"

"O-Of course not!" His cheeks turned dark red now, and Lovino bumped his shoulder into the German's ribs before turning around. "That's what I thought." he said smugly. "I swear if you did..." he said under his breath.

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