Fandom: Hetalia Axis Powers/Harry Potter Crossover
Author: Alix the Alien Cyborg
Rating: K+
Warning(s): yaoi
Pairing(s): GerIta
disclaimer: I own neither APH or HP. This was a tumblr request. Enjoy!
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Normally, Ludwig wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this.
His face burned imagining the torture his brother would (will, a little part of his brain whispers) put him through if this got out. There would be merciless teasing for years.
No, Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop was not the German's usual hangout. But today was different.
Ludwig tentatively glanced up from his coffee, sneaking a peek at Feliciano. The brunet was happily chattering away about Lord-knows-what across the little round table, one hand gripping his whipped-cream-topped hot chocolate and the other wrapped inside Ludwig's hand.
Ludwig had never held hands with anyone before- well, not properly. There was one time with Zwingli's little sister, but he was pretty sure he was more there as her bodyguard than on an actual date. But Feliciano had reached across the sugar cubes and threaded together their fingers like it was the most natural thing in the world, as though he had done this a thousand times in anticipation of Ludwig.
The thought made his cheeks tingle.
He tuned back into Feliciano's stream-of-consciousness just as the Italian wrapped up some sort of story involving Antonio and a chicken wing. In all honesty, Ludwig was rather glad he hadn't heard it.
"You know, this is really nice, Ludwig." Feliciano changed the subject abruptly, casting Ludwig a dopey grin. "We should do this again sometime."
"Y-yeah, we should," Ludwig stuttered, thrown off guard by the unexpectedly heartfelt proclamation. He could feel his cheeks flushing, and inwardly he cursed his skin for betraying him.
"Just, promise me one thing, Feli?"
"Of course!"
"Next time, can we go somewhere- anywhere- else?"
Feliciano laughed.
"Yeah, the frilly dollies aren't exactly my style either." He grinned, and Ludwig smiled back, taking a sip of his coffee.
No, normally, he wouldn't be caught dead in Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop. But Feliciano was an exception.