I was at the bar hanging out with Ludwig, Alfred, Gilbert, Ukraine, Liz, Steph, and Mingi. We were all having a great time and enjoying ourselves. Around 3 in the morning we all decided to head home. We were all very drunk and couldn't drive. So, instead of risking our lives by driving with cripplingly intoxicated we all decided to walk. I stumbled outta the bar, and started towards my house. I was glad I had walked there to begin with since I didn't have my car, due to the fact it was in the shop. While making the short 4 block journey to my house, I felt like I was being watched. I turned to look behind me. There was Gilbert. He was staggering just as bad as I was, if not more. We made eye contact and he smirked.
"Yo, Frau!" He called obnoxiously, "where ya headed?"
"H*hic*ome!" I half yelled. He came up to me in a way that I could tell was supposed to be a jog but really turned into more of a drunken charge. I laughed at this. The only other time I had seen him run was when he and Ludwig had trained me for war, so seeing him attempt to run while drunk was fascinating to me. He was so hot. Sexy even. I wanted him. But I knew there was no way he could ever want me, so I repressed the urges to tell him how I felt and settled for just being his friend.
"Mind if I come with du?" He smirked as he finally reached me . I nodded.
"Sup, ____? Happy to have the AWESOME me accompany joo home?" He said with a cocky smile. He flung an arm around my shoulders and laughed. I laughed a little with him.
"Suuuure! Kehehehe!!!! You wanna know a secret?" I asked suddenly sobering up. He cocked a brow at me.
"Ja? Vat is it, fraulein?" He asked.
"I think you're terribly sexy." I spilled. Well it was all out there now. No taking it back. I waited as he thought for a minute, letting what I had told him sink in. Finally after a long moment of walking in silence he spoke.
"Ich liebe dich..." He mumbled. German. Damn it! Why hadn't I taken German in high school?? "Sorry?" I asked.
"I said I love you..." He mumbled again. I was stunned. He... He loved me? ME? Then again, this was Gilbert Beilschmidt we were talking about.
"You're shitting me right?" I asked.
"Nein nein nein! I mean that..." He half yelled. Wow. Who woulda ever thought.... By this time we had reached my house. I unlocked the door and let us in. Gilbert stepped inside and looked around...
"Nice place du got here Frau. Very... Quaint." He said in reaction to my place. I smiled as a large chocolate brown, great dane came out to greet us.
"Hey Scoob! Come ere boy!" I hollered clapping my hands. He ran over to me and jumped up, placing a huge paw on each of my shoulders. I laughed.
"Ah! Scoob! Get down boy! Kehehehe!" I laughed, stroking his fur. Gil stroked Scoobert's side.
"Good looking dog..." He said, clearly in awe. I smiled as Scoob licked my face.
"Yeah. He's a good dog... He aint but six months old. And he's gonna get a LOT bigger." I told him. Gilbert's eyes widened and he snickered.
"Well, he's still pretty handsome. Not as handsome as the awesome me of course. But still. Pretty good looking." He said with the same sexy cockiness he always had. I simply laughed at his cockiness on the outside. Inside I was so on for him. Rumor had it, his 5 meters was awesome. That it felt awesome inside your body. I had heard this from a lot of people. Girls and guys alike.
"You know... I heard a rumor..." I smirked as Scoob got off me. He laughed.
"Oh? And that would be?" He said as he cocked a brow.
