Hi! I usually don't do this, but I tried.

I wrote like usually I do it in spanish. I apologize for possible inconsistencies. I hope to improve.

Couple: Germany x America

Yeah, it's a crack ship(?)

Format: Drabble.

Thank u for read!


Is another day

He runs as every day in the morning. He has a blonde hair, but is softer than mine. And don't is all, he has a fabulous body, How I know it? , easy… I have a great imagination, and I believe that under of those clothes, there is a great body. Who am I?

My name is Alfred F. jones. I'm a student of university, and I love the hamburgers, seriously, I love them. Many people say that I am a child because I have different hobbies.

Which are my hobbies?

Well, I like to go McDonalds, read comics about super heroes, dancing and listen to hip hop & pop music, those things…

One day, in the university, a few friends said me, that I'm staying fat, I didn't know if was a joke, or not. But I was feeling sad, of course, I didn't say anything, but it hurt me.

But, I'm a hero, and I can change it.

The last weekend, I decided to run on the mornings—with intentions of change my "fatness"— and the first day I saw him. He, his body, and all of him, and as not see him, he has a beautiful sky-blue eyes. I believe that I fallen in love of a first time that I saw him. Is love to first see? But, only of my part, because, he doesn't know me and he doesn't see me. He just run with him gray pants and sport shirt.

Now, I like more to go out, to run because I can see him run, and I like it. I woke up, to 7 o clock and I drunk my super heroic yogurt with vitamins, and I m going to run.

Today, Is a these days, in that I'm staying more distracted for the usual, I was seeing him, but a furious and evil dog ran to my way, and I lose.

I could see how my heroic person crash into the pavement. That was my future. And one very humiliating.

One second.

Oh my god, I never believe that, the man that I see always in the morning was my charming prince.

I'm the hero, or the princes?

My Safire eyes saw their shine sky-blue eyes. These was beautiful moment.

All people, that staying on the park, disappear to me and he.

But… these magical moment for us… haves to go

"S-sorry" I said him with my face in a blush mood.

"oh, don't worry, It's not your fault"

I just see him; I never believe that this can be.

"My name is Alfred, Alfred F. jones. Nice to meet you"I said, and after, I gave my hand to him. He only saw me, but then…then, smiled me. Was magic, because he has a serious semblance.

"I'm Ludwig, Ludwig Beilschmidt. Are you run all mornings, right?

Oh my god. Again

He knows me!

Mother, Father, Brother, God, holly Marie, New York Times!

HE KNOWS ME!

"Yeah, have you seen me? " I asked him

He only saw me for minutes. Long many minutes, I was staying nervous, I don't know the reason

"Well, yes…" he admitted to me.

In this moment, I felt that my eyes were illuminated

Maybe he too stays nervous, I don't know why, but he was quiet

Did I make something wrong?

"You are hungry?" He asked me.

My god.