GerUk/GerEng Collection

When's the Wedding?

   It was a cold and chilly winter day. Two young men walked hand in hand down the street, on their way to meet a friend.

     "Arthur! Ludwig! You made it," greeted an auburn-haired Italian as the two men reached a street corner.

     "You're actually here before us Feliciano?" Ludwig said astonished.

     Arthur squeezed Ludwig's hand, "Please love. We shouldn't discourage him."

     "Ja...Ja. Shall we head on?"

     "Si! Let's go." Felicano bounced ahead as the two lovers fell behind him. The three friends were on their way to a new café that had just opened up. Despite the winter weather, the cheeriest of the three insisted they walk as their destination wasn't that far. Despite their reluctance at first, Arthur and Ludwig had to admit, it was a nice day for winter. The sky was clear from the snow the night before and it was the warmest day of the month. It was nice to walk through a winter wonderland.

     Unfortunately, the lovely walk was cut short as Arthur's feet slid out from under him. Ludwig, hearing his boyfriend's screams, turned around just in time to grab him and keep him up. In the end, they were in quite a position. Ludwig had grabbed Arthur's hand in his and had his other arm wrapped around Arthur's waist. Their faces were inches from each other, staring into each other's eyes slightly dazed.

     A squeaky voice interrupted, "Hey! When's the wedding lovebirds?" Felicano's sudden interjection caused said lovebirds to jump (Ludwig almost dropped Arthur out of shock). Ludwig tried to make a comeback as he got Arthur to his feet, but only managed incoherable words.

     "Look, Feliciano. You broke him!" Arthur exclaimed, rubbing Ludwig's arms, trying to calm him down.

     "Sorry..." Feliciano grinned sheepishly. "But you guys are just so CUTE!"