A skinny brunette poked his head into Ludwig bedroom. "I made pasta!" Feliciano exclaimed excitedly. Ludwig waved him away with his hand. "Yeah ok, I'll be downstairs in a minute." He said. He took off his reading glasses and set them on the side table by his bed. Even though his work wasn't anywhere near done he knew that he would have to stop and eat at some point. So he went downstairs and sat down at the table. For the third night in a row Feliciano had made pasta.
"Feliciano do you eat anything other than pasta?" He asked with slight annoyance.
"Yes, I eat pizza and Japan has some pretty tasty food." The brunette said.
Ludwig looked down at the noodles. With a sigh he picked up his fork and took a bite. Somehow it tasted slightly different that night, but Ludwig couldn't figure out what it was that was different about it. "Did you do something different to the pasta today?" He asked. Feliciano swallowed a mouthful of the pasta and smiled. "I did make it a little differently today, why?" He said. Ludwig took another bite of the food. "It tastes really good." He said.
While his mind was distracted by the taste of the pasta his fork smeared sauce across his cheek. Ludwig reached for napkin but Feliciano grabbed his hand and stopped him. "Let me help you." He said. He walked around the table and licked the sauce off of the blonde's cheek. Ludwig was startled and shot out of his chair. "What are you doing?" He asked. To any other person the German might have looked angry but Italy knew that he was just confused. "What? All I did was clean it off of you." Feliciano said. "But you used your tongue!" Ludwig said. Feliciano raised his eyebrows and tilted his head slightly to one side.
"Ludwig close your eyes." He said.
"What? No!" Ludwig protested.
"Just once, for only ten seconds." He said.
The German crossed his arms and closed his eyes. "Fine." He said. He started counting and as he was getting close to ten Feliciano gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Don't be scared Ludwig, it's just one little kiss. But if you want there's more where that one came from." He said. Ludwig's face turned a light shade of red and he looked away. When Feliciano started walking back to his dinner Ludwig grabbed his wrist and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "If you tell anyone I'll have to increase your daily training." He said. He sat back down and continued to eat, but now his face was as red as the sauce on his pasta.