Hey, this is my new story: Just Take My Hand. It's short and it was written at like 4am, but hey, it's not half bad, so don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia Axis Powers
Just Take My Hand
"Hey Ludwig.." Feliciano began, his head laying on his boyfriend's hard and muscled chest "what would you like to do today?"
"Feli, I'm fine doing whatever you'd like." Ludwig replied in a thick German accent.
"But Luddy, I'm bored, ve." He twirled his finger in a circular motion over Ludwig's abdomen on his shirt as if to prove his point. "I could teach you how to paint, ve! Or make some pasta for us." He began rambling off ideas, a grin forming on his face.
"Feliciano, you know I can't paint, and we had pasta for the last four days in a row."
"You can never have too much pasta."
Ludwig scrunched his eyebrows. "Actually, I'm pretty sure you can, with all the carbohydrates and th-"
Shushing him, the the small Italian bolted upwards, sitting up on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Ludwig asked, thoroughly confused by his boyfriend's actions. Feliciano just rushed out of the bed where he had been comfortably laying and practically jumped over to the radio that sat on the corner of Ludwig's desk, turning the volume knob up.
"It's one of my favorite songs, ve. Luddy, get up!"
The blond did as he was told, sitting up on his bed with a small confused groan and blinked his blue eyes at Feliciano. "Come on, ve, ve! Get up, get up!"
"Feli, what are you planning, ja?"
"I just want you to dance with me." Feliciano said smoothly as he reached over and turned the volume knob up once more. "So come on, come on, Luddy."
Ludwig's jaw fell open. "Dance? Feli, I don't dance."
"Just because you don't, doesn't mean you can't!" Feliciano chirped happily at the German, already swinging in a mock dance motion.
"No Feli, I really can't dance."
Feliciano only grinned at the blond. "Come on, it's easy, no?" His smile grew larger. "Just take my hand and you'll be fine. I see couples do this in movies all the time, so you don't have to worry." He said in his accented English, the smile never leaving his face.
"Feli..."
"Luddy!" He replied, grabbing at Ludwig's sleeves and trying to pull the much taller and heavier male up off his bed, but to no avail.
"Feli..." Ludwig groaned again, not budging.
"Just take my hand, Luddy."
In that moment, there was no noise besides the melodic lyrics playing from the radio, and Ludwig wondered if it was the smile that Feliciano was wearing or the warm and inviting outstretched hand, but with Feliciano's smile and the song playing loudly on the radio everything seemed so perfect that Ludwig couldn't help but take that outstretched hand.
Now, Ludwig really couldn't dance to save his life, and when he remembered that fact as soon as he finished standing up he almost regretted taking that warm hand, until he saw how his boyfriend's smile brightened. That made even his inevitable humiliation worth it.
Smiling wider, Feliciano wrapped his arm around Ludwig's shoulder and entwined his small fingers through Ludwig's big digits, and the German wrapped his arm around Feliciano's waist, and the Italian tried his hardest to lead them both throughout the dance.
Their dance was sloppy and their dance moves weren't nearly correct, but their dance was also full of smiles and laughs and so much love that it made their messy dancing steps almost beautiful.
End