Germany woke up quite relaxed and content. He yawned quietly and snuggled up closer with Italy- which he could afford to do since he was still sleeping.
After a few minutes Ludwig placed a few light kisses on Feliciano's neck to wake him up.
"Veeeee." Italy sighed, stretching his arms out above him.
"C'mon lets get dressed so we can eat." Germany sat upright, and nudged the Italian to get him moving.
"Fratelo?" Romano's voice came out from the front room.
"Fuck." Ludwig cursed.
"It's not a big deal Lud you just, uh just, hide in the closet?" Feliciano looked around the room trying to find a place to hide his boyfriend.
Romano totally didn't approve of them being a couple and he was supposed to be at Spain's house right now which was the only reason Ludwig went along with Feliciano's plans to come to his house and partake in… activities.
Now as fun as those activities were he would rather not deal with Lovino now as they obviously looked like they had done the do.
"Shit. Shit. Shit." Ludwig muttered pulling his pants on quickly, forgetting his belt but figuring the hell to it.
"Alright, I love you baby." Germany muttered, kissing Feliciano's forehead.
Ludwig opened the bedroom door to come face to face with the devil Italian known as Lovino.
"You!" He shouted, the rage inside him making his body shake.
"Hey Romano." Germany smiled awkwardly and ran off to leave.
"You're not getting away you son of a bitch!" Romano chased Ludwig through the house and finally pounced on him as he made it out of the door.
Ludwig cringed as he felt his pants being pulled down, exposing himself to the world.
On any normal day he would have promptly retrieved his pants and give Romano a smack or two but he really didn't want to deal with his shit or get Feliciano in more trouble so he just ran home pantsless.
"Heh heh." Feliciano laughed awkwardly in the door way.
He was met with pants being thrown at his face as he was yanked into the house, mentally preparing himself from a stern talking to.