"I promise I'll always protect you Felicano. Now and forever. No matter what it is, I will be there for you. If I can." Ludwig murmured into the ear of his crying Italian friend as he gently, but firmly, held him close to his chest.
He had just woken up from a nightmare screaming and crying for help. Ludwig had never been so relieved to have his friend sneak into his bed.
Feliciano clung to him as though he'd disappear if he let go of the German. He'd never been terrified to this extent in his life. Not even when his best friend, who doubled as Ludwig's twin brother, was beat to death before his eyes when they were little. He met Ludwig at the funeral and learned the other had been living with his father. He moved in with his mom and older brother the next day.
"Pr-promise?"He gasped between tears.
"Yes. Just like H.R. did." Ludwig twisted until they were comfortable and pulled the blankets over them. Feliciano nuzzled into his chest and drifted off to sleep.
Ludwig smiled softly at his dearest friend. He had no clue what the boy's dream was. He had no clue that it would become reality. He had no clue that his time with Feliciano would be at a close in twenty-eight hours time. He soon fell into an uneasy sleep about the Italian. A dream where pasta ate the boy and his older look alike brother.