Patience
A/N Here's the next chapter!
Patience was always necessary to deal with him.
Austria was surprised when Prussia didn't say anything. The expected mocking and humiliation had never occurred, but a silence fell among them. Which was quite rare, as Gilbert was usually quite noisy.
Naturally the silence only lasted for a few seconds.
"What are we going to have for lunch today? It better be awesome!"
"I have no obligation to serve you lunch. So it is of no concern to me what you will eat today"
"Stingy…"
Roderich sighed.
This had gone on for the past week or so; thus, he knew that it didn't really matter what he said. In the end, he always ended up cooking something for Gilbert. His excuse had always been that it would be rude to not make lunch for a guest (even though he was always quite rude to Gilbert).
Usually, Roderich would play the piano while Gilbert would try to find something to occupy himself with.
But as Roderich headed down the halls to the elaborate room, Gilbert didn't stop talking.
"…So then I knew that the awesome me won. I mean when West starts talking about Italy like that it's pretty obvious that he's drunk…"
Roderich tried to ignore the obnoxious noises beside him. He was used to Gilbert rambling about random things. This was probably the sixth time that he heard some sort of story about Germany losing some sort of drinking game.
Roderich finally reached the piano and sat on the bench.
"I'm about to play the piano, please keep quiet"
"Kesesese, I was wondering when you would tell me to shut up. Certainly took you longer today…"
Roderich pretended not to hear the rest of the comment and started playing Moonlight Sonata rather loudly.
But those words aggravated him because he knew.
He knew that even Gilbert's stories were somewhat annoying to listen to.
Yet today, was different.
And he couldn't quite realize what kept him from yelling at the fool.
