GerIta--Let us~

Part 20~ Romance?

When the plane finally landed, it was still dark, and the terminal was light so brightly that the Italian's eyes burned after his nap. Gilbert was waiting for them, the car started, and a very irritated look.

"Danke" said Ludwig as they stepped into the car. His older brother rolled his eyes. "I didn't ask to get up this early in the morning." he complained. He yawned and stretched his back before starting the ignition. Feliciano 'sat' in the backseat, slumped over as he fell back into sleep. He mumbled in a soft tone, saying nonsensical jibberish as he rolled and shifted. "So...how was it?"

"Good. Warm weather, nice people, I liked it. Fun house-watching?"

He laughed. "About as much fun as it sounds."

The whole ride home was very awkwardly silent after that, the only noise being the car quietly rumbling as they drove and the occasional crumble of gravel under the tires. The car pulled up in the drive rather loudly, but didn't awake the sleeping brunette. The albino next to Ludwig chuckled softly. "What does wake that boy up?"

"I haven't the slightest." he smiled.

"C'mon, lets get 'em up and out of the car. We don't want to leave him here, do we?" he glanced at his younger brother, grinning widely.

"No, No we don't." he grinned back.

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((Feliciano's Perspective))

"Ve?" The room is dark. Maybe we're home now? Mmm, this room smells like cinnamon. And the sheets are so neat and flat...Yeah. I'm pretty sure this is Ludwig's house. Let me just...there. Oh! The floor is awfully cold. I don't have socks on. I still have my everyday stuff on, so I guess he took my shoes off? Wait, Wait, Wait. What room am I in now? The floor feels like tile? Polished wood? C'mon, think Feliciano...Oh yea! The guest room. That means the door should be just over...here? Yes! Ooh, the knob is freezing. Geez, do thay have any heating in here? The hall is much warmer. Maybe I could just stay in here for a bit. Wait, what was that? "Ve..." I cant see where it is! It's scary... "H-hello?" what am I doing? What if it- "Feliciano? What are you doing still awake at this hour?" I know that voice...Ludwig!

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((Ludwig's Perspective))

Gosh my throat is so dry... "Ahem"... That didn't work very well. I suppose I should get some water before going back to sleep. I remeber having to cope with coughing...I'm really tired, too...so I don't feel like waiting it out... Should I take a candle? No, it's just down the hall to the kitchen, I can turn that light on... Geez, it's cold in here. On second thought, maybe I should have just stayed under the covers! The hall is warm though...dark, but much warmer. The floor is still cold, no matter how fast I walk...Ah, there's the light switch. Gosh, it's bright! Glasses are up in this cabinet... The fridge water tastes much better than the sinks'. There...now back to bed...A shadow? What was that. "Ve..."... "H-hello?" That voice...Feliciano. "Feliciano, what are you doing awake at this hour?"

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The Italian sighed happily, glad it was only Ludwig and not a big, scary monster. He walked up to the German. "You looked like a big, scary thing Ludwig!" The blond laughed and ran a few fingers through his messy hair, which now fell on his face slightly. "I'm not sure if that was you relieved or a compliment."  The brunette smiled in the darkness and leaned up. "What are you-" he hugged Ludwig, on his tiptoes, head resting by his neck. "What's gotten into you?" he smiled, and hugged back. "I'm tired..." the Italian mumbled into his ear. "Can I...sleep with...you?" he yawned mid sentence, and the German blushed tomato-red in the blackness. "S-sure. No problem..." The Italian smiled against his pale skin, and fell limp. Ludwig laughed to himself, and heaved one arm under the brunette's bottom and the other over his back, and Feliciano's arm hung heavily down over the blonde's shoulder.

He walked as quietly as possible, trying not to wake his brother. He set the light Italian next to him, still limp, and he sprawled himself out on the sheets. The German felt a wet spot on his shoulder, and thought a moment. "Feliciano, were you by any chance drooling on my shoulder?" he looked down on him. The brunette smiled again, eyes closed and arms open. "Maybe..." he giggled. He curled up in a ball, and the German sat next to him. He tucked himself into the blankets, and pulled them up to his chest. The brunette wriggled into the covers as well, digging his face into the soft pillows. "Are we in...your room...or...the guest room, Luddy?"  he paused a lot, tiredly taking breaths and stretching. "Luddy?" the blond leaned over and asked.

"Yeah, that's your new name... Luddy. It's short for Ludwig!" he smiled and shifted slightly. He flopped a hand clumsily, and laid it on the Germans' face. Ludwig moved his hand down off of his face with a smile. It was sort of amusing to see Feliciano this tired. He was absolutely exhausted. "Ah, so that's it."

"Mhm." he mumbled into the pillow, smiling. "Good night, Luddy..." he rolled over and faced Ludwig, who turned his glance from the ceiling over to him. "Good Night." he replied, glancing back up at the ceiling. The room fell silent, and Feliciano closed his eyes. Ludwig, though, continued thinking while he stared at the ceiling. As his mind randomly wandered his thoughts, he felt his eyes get gradually heavier, and his limbs more and more tired. He sat up on his elbow and leaned over, mouth next to the Italians, and he pecked them softly. He was much too shy to do this while Feliciano was awake, and almost too shy even when he knew the brunette was asleep. He had thought about it before, but like I had said, was much too shy to actually do it in the first place. "Good Night." he whispered.

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"Ahn~"  I moaned. It's hard to not make noise when- *smack*. Ludwig crashed his lips against mine once more, gently caressing my back and neck with his hands while mine trembled, doing their best to hold themselves up around his neck. I opened my mouth to talk, to whisper, but his tongue went into my mouth before I could say a word. I opened my eyes slightly, and my chest fluttered. His blue eyes opened slightly as well, and he smiled against my mouth. His cheeks were dusted pink, and a few blond strands of hair had fallen on his face. I felt my face get hot, and his mouth separated from mine. A small line of saliva touched both of our mouths as we pulled apart. I panted, gasped for air, cheeks red and eyes half-lidded. I closed my eyes for a second, just to feel Ludwig's hot mouth on my neck. "Ah, hmm." I moaned aloud. He licked my collarbone, sucking and biting gently in different spots. I felt his hands put themselves on my back, and he moved back a bit. My shirt was pulled off of me in an instant. I felt his warm mouth against my chest, sucking and biting. I tried not to moan, but it didn't work at all, as noises kept slipping from my lips. I felt myself get aroused, and I blushed. I know he'll notice...is that a good thing? His large hands slowly reached their way to my waistband, and I-

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The Italian woke up, and soon realized it was only a dream. He sat up, shaking his head. 'Why am I thinking about that?' he asked himself. He felt horrible, degrading not only himself but Ludwig as well. He looked down and blushed. "Oh no..."

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