"Haven't you already read that book?" Ludwig asked, stepping out of the washroom. His boyfriend Arthur laid on their bed, his nose stuck in one of his many Sherlock Holms books (for the hundredth time).
"Just get dressed and come to bed. I'm tired." He huffed. Ludwig frowned at Arthur's tone. Although the Brit was known for being snappy, he was rarely like this with Ludwig (especially when they were alone). Despite his worries, Ludwig complied and returned to the washroom to change.
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When Ludwig returned to the room, Arthur was flipped over on his side, facing away from Ludwig. Ludwig quickly hatched a plan in hopes of cheering up his partner. He quietly made his way over to the bed and leaned over to place a kiss on the other's cheek. But before he could make contact, Arthur's fist met Ludwig's face.
Realizing what he did, Arthur climbed over to where Ludwig landed. "Love...Oh my God. I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, crawling over to him. "Bloody hell got you right in the nose didn't I?" Ludwig only nods as he holds his aching face. Arthur squeezed Ludwig's arm and murmured apologies as they sat waiting for the pain to pass.
"You got quite the punch," Ludwig finally says with a warm laugh. He moved his hand away to face a worried Arthur.
"Oh thank God, you're okay," And with Ludwig feeling better, Arthur placed a light kiss on his boyfriend's nose.
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GerUk/GerEng Collection
FanfictionA collection of one-shots and little stories surrounding the Hetalia ship GerUk (Germany x England). I've recently gotten into this ship after watching a lets play of Dreamtalia by Kyokoon64 (none of the stories will relate to this game, but I sugge...
