GerIta

Broken

All of the inhabitants of the restaurant snapped there heads towards the sound. What they saw was a man seemingly frozen man in place starring wide eyed, mouth open at the man across from him.

"Y-you're a-a man," asked Ludwig shaking. He felt dizzy and it wasn't from the alcohol.

"Yes. Ludwig, are you being serious? You didn't know?" Feliciano answered surprised at the normally stoic man's reaction.

"I-I just, I-I just. Bathroom," choked out the blond running to the men's room.

Ludwig burst through the doors looking around to see if there was anyone else inside. Luckily, he found no one.

The German's thoughts were running through his head a mile a minute and he barely had enough time to lock himself in a stall before he broke down. He clutched his head and curled up in a corner. FELICIANO WAS A BOY! How could he not have seen it!?! Feli was a man and his life was ruined.

There was a barely there voice in his head that asked why it mattered. Italy seemed like a nice person regardless of....

"NO! I'm not in love with a boy," screamed another louder voice in the confused man's head. Rising from his corner of self-loathing in the bathroom stall, Ludwig made his way back to the table with a cold expression.

"C'mon Feliciano, we're leaving," said the German not daring to look the bewildered Italian in the eyes.

"B-But, Ludwig..." Feli stuttered standing from the table nearly in tears. Ludwig turned away heading towards the door. Feli looked on in sadness, following the man and trying to hold his tears back.
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The walk back to Feli's apartment was silent. When the two finally arrived at the building, they stood there awkwardly until Feli decided to speak.

"I'm *hic* sorry for whatever I did," said the Italian quietly. He let another quiet sob.

Ludwig wanted to comfort him so badly. He wanted to say he was sorry and hug the red head until he stopped crying. But, he couldn't. These feelings he felt for Feli were wrong which left him feeling empty inside.

Feliciano ran to his door after he received no responses.
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Romano had been washing dishes in the apartment that he and his brother share when Feli came into the house crying. He instantly dropped the plate he was holding and ran to his brother.

"Fratello, what happened?" Asked Romano looking over his brother for injury. "Are you hurt? Did that stupid bastardo try something? I'll call the po...."

"Nothing like that Roma," Feli hugged his brother tightly, crying into his shoulder. "It was going so well and then Ludwig got really weird and mean."

"Why?" Romano asked, secretly already planning to call his connections in the mafia to take care of this asshole.

Feliciano straightened up and sniffled before he answered, "I guess the whole thing started going wrong when I told him I was a boy."
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A few days passed before both men were called back to the studio to rehearse for the next show. It felt too early for both of them, but since it was their job they didn't really have a choice.

Feliciano came into the studio, his usually happy face turned down and a sad expression on his face. Luciano had explained to him that Ludwig was just an idiot and that Feli shouldn't talk to him unless it's work related. Feli had nodded his head, but he couldn't stop himself from thinking that he was somehow at fault.

Ludwig came in with a stern expression like always, but those who knew the man could definitely tell there was something off. The two German brothers talked off to the side for awhile, but Gilbert couldn't get anything out of Ludwig about the date.