Gilbert and Ludwig spent Christmas Eve at the Vargas brother's apartment. Feliciano had forced Ludwig to sleep with him because he was cold and also because he wanted to wait for Santa with him. However Romano argued that Feliciano and he should sleep with each other and then Damn Potato brother's to sleep on the floor. In the end, they all had ended up on the floor, mountains of pillows and blankets to make the floor more comfortable, in this order; Ludwig, Feliciano, Lovino and then Gilbert. Much protest had ensued from Lovino however everyone else ignored him.
Lovino looked over his mug of hot chocolate and glared at the German near his brother. Feliciano of course was oblivious of his brother's glaring and Ludwig tried his damn hardest to ignore him too. Lovino scowled as he felt the other potato brother scoot closer to him. He blushed and scooted further from him.
"Damn potato bastard! Get away from me!" He yelled angrily. Gilbert smirked.
"Hey it's almost time for Santa to come. We have to go to sleep to get presents!" Gilbert told him. Feliciano perked up.
"Your right Gilbert!" he glanced around eagerly. "Ludwig! Lovino! We have to sleep now! Santa is coming." He happily said, going under the covers and motioning Ludwig over to where he would sleep. Ludwig sighed fondly at the happy Italian and went under the covers too, Feliciano immediately latching onto him. Romano glared at the two and got up and put his mug on the table near them then turned off the lights. He tripped over his feet and fell onto the blanketed floor.
"Dammit! Ow!" He cried out, tears coming to his eyes. He heard his brother whimper.
"Lovi are you okay?Are you dying? Oh my god! Ludwig! Lovi-"He cried out frantically. Lovino growled which made the German near him laugh.
Lovino felt himself get pulled near a warm source of heat and he blushed. He thrashed around which only encouraged the German more.
"Dammit! Let me go!"
"What's going on Lovi?" A sigh was heard.
Lovino had finally been pulled into the German's lap and he blushed a deeper red, glad that he turned off the lights. He scowled.
"Dammit. You stupid potato bastard." He said pouting. The German behind him laughed and lay down carefully with him.
"It's almost Christmas. Go to sleep and have awesome dreams! Like with me in it, cause I'm totally awesome!" Gilbert said happily nuzzling the Italians hair. Lovino blew up red and hid his face in the closest pillow. He heard Feliciano giggle.
"Yay! Christmas is the time for love and family! We have both now!" Lovino could practically hear the happy grin in his brother's voice.
Gilbert pulled Lovino closer to him and smirked."Guden nacht Leibe."
Lovino head butted him and felt himself smirk when he heard the cry of pain. He turned around in the Prussian's arms and nuzzled into his chest. "Night you damn potato bastard. And Merry freaking Christmas." He felt the Prussian kiss the top of his head.
"Merry Christmas, Lovino."
