A/N: Another drabble-ish-thing for you guys! Enjoy!
Disruptions were something Ludwig was more than accustomed to since Italy had arrived. He was more tolerant of them now, putting up with Italy's constant whines and pleas for attention. They had become a very foundation of his lifestyle, if there wasn't an Italy around to whine at him for his undivided attention, there was definitely something wrong. He liked his life the way it was now, not that he'd ever admit it aloud.
Pop.
There were still a few things – they numbered less and less as each day went by – that got on Ludwig's nerves enough for him pull his attention away from his work. Needless to say, Italy prided himself on finding out those little things.
Pop.
Ludwig's fingers clutched the pen he held more firmly in his hand. Italy was sitting across from him, a happy grin smeared across his face. He sat cross-legged and his brown eyes met Ludwig's blue. Ludwig gave him a look, a you'd-better-stop-it-soon-or-else look, though Italy seemed immune to it. Ludwig went back to his work, a frown working its way onto his face.
Pop.
He could take almost anything Feliciano could think up – whining, begging, talking, crying, making endless annoying noises. The list went on. Though it seemed Italy had found a rare thing, something that was clearly slowly getting on his nerves.
Pop!
Ludwig placed his pen down, a sigh escaping his lips. He glanced up and met brown eyes.
"Feliciano..."
"What is it, Ludwig?"
"Stop popping your gum."
Ludwig saw the tell-tale pout line Italy's face before it even appeared there, "But Ludwig! It's a really good flavour! You should try it."
Ludwig ignored this, picking up his pen again. He continued to write, paper after paper and signature after signature. It was all so tedious, but he wasn't one to complain.
Pop!
"Feliciano!" Annoyance made Ludwig's voice sharp.
"You should try it, it's good!"
With a huge mental effort on his part, Ludwig managed to ignore Italy once more. It seemed the gum he had bought recently was a blessing and a curse. It worked for him and aganist him. He was seriously having second thoughts about buying it again.
Pop!
Ludwig stood then, chair scrapping the floor and slamming his hands on the desk. His cold blue eyes locked onto Italy, boring into him.
"Ve~? Ludwig?"
Ludwig strode over, purpose making his legs and arms stiff. He braced one hand on the desk, the other on the back of Italy's chair and leaned forward, face unchanging.
"...Ludwig?" A fine dusting of pink scattered across Feliciano's face.
"Feliciano..." Then Ludwig's face changed, pink coloring his cheeks as he leaned in and kissed Italy. He met with no resistance, Italy's arms twining behind his neck and pulling him closer. Ludwig let out a muffled grunt in response, his lips opening the slightest bit responding to Italy's probing tongue.
He pulled away after a couple of seconds, face red as he sat back down on his chair opposite Italy. Italy pouted, opening his mouth to complain, "Ve! No fair, Ludwig!" Although Ludwig could tell by the blush on his face that Feliciano didn't really mind.
The gum in his mouth was strawberry flavoured.