He then turned his head back around, looking over at his friend as they walked down the sidewalk; his scarf wrapped loosely around his pale neck while he looked down towards the Italian man. He tried to avoid his eyes from coming into contact with his, even though that's all he ever wanted to do once more.
"So," The blonde haired, German said; his voice cracking due to the cold he was just over coming. The other perked his ears up, looking towards him. Ludwig looked down quickly. "Where do you want to go today?" He finished.
Feliciano placed his finger on his chin as he smiled. He normally didn't mind where they would go considering they've been everywhere in this town anyway. He enjoyed going places with Ludwig, but most of the time it was the same thing time and time again that he'd suggest. Whenever Feliciano didn't have an idea where, he'd suggest the pub down the street since he knew that's where Ludwig was hoping he'd say.
But it was too early in the morning for drinking. Well, maybe not for Ludwig, but for Feliciano it was.
"Well, I why don't we go shopping?" He suggested, taking his finger back off his chin as he looked back up at the taller male. "I need some things anyway, and then we can go have lunch and drink at the pub; it's a bit too early to go there now, don't you say?" He watched as he nodded his head, they turning back around to go towards the shopping center that was held in the heart of the town.
"That sounds like a good idea." He started, zipping his jacket up a bit more and then pulled it back down to his mid-chest. Feliciano chuckled, feeling as if he saw something like that before. "What are you laughing at?" He let his low inward laugh leave his lips, he looking back down towards him.
"Déjà vu." He replied. He nodded his head, looking forward once more. There was a silence that engulfed the two now; they still keeping their somewhat fast pace to reach the outlets that waited for them to spend their funds on their goods.
They've been friends for quite some time now; ever since Ludwig had moved to the area. He had informed Feliciano that he had lived in this area once before but never went to the school since they left so early.
"Oh, before we go to the stores," Ludwig started, taking his hand out of his pocket that was on the inside of his jacket. "I need to stop by my house and pick up my wallet." He announced. Feliciano nodded his head, they walking forward in till they reached the large, brown house that had the largest wooden door Feliciano had ever seen.
Ludwig had told him it was from Germany, but he for some reason always thought he was fibbing about that.
The blonde haired man open the door and held it open for Feliciano who heard the scratching of claws on hardened floors echo around them. He knew it was his three dog's that eagerly waited for Ludwig's arrival home. Feliciano loved his dogs since they were so nice and loved to lick people's fingers and show love to other's; even strangers. And every now and then whenever Feliciano would sit on the couch, the dogs would jump up with him and attack him with licks and shove their heads underneath his hands and arms, begging for pets.
He had always loved dog's like that; always craving some sort of attention.
He saw the one golden retriever stand in the door way, its tail waving in the cool air as he got one look at Ludwig and Feliciano. Then, behind it stood the other two; Aster and Berlitz; Aster was a sweet dog. So was Berlitz, but Ludwig considered him to be more of the guard dog than the others, which made him feel better when he was out and his brother was home alone.
He says his older brother isn't able to really protect himself. When he first said that, he figured there was something wrong with his brother or he was very old. But when he met his brother, he saw nothing physically wrong with the man or mentally. But Ludwig just says he has a hard time defending himself since he's a slow thinker when it comes to defending himself.
Feliciano couldn't help but jeer slightly at his brother helplessness; he kind of felt the same way, though.
"Ah!" Ludwig clicked, pointing his finger at the dogs. "ibleiben/i" He commanded. Feliciano watched as the dogs lowered their rears to the hardwood flooring, sitting patiently; waiting for their owner to give them the allowance to move about the house and attack other's with kisses.
"Oh, Ludwig!" The hard to forget voice rang from up the steps, they both turning their heads upward to see a man with the palest skin and ghostly white hair inch his ways down the old steps; they creaking in disapproval to his movements down each. "Leave those dog's alone; you're so mean to them!" He informed which made Ludwig sigh and roll his eyes.
"I don't want them jumping up on me or Feliciano." He stated as he started his way up the stairs once his brother had gotten off them, walking past Feliciano. He saw his eyes; seeing they were red.
'He has weird eyes.' Feliciano thought as he stood in front of the closed door, waiting for Ludwig to come back from retrieving his wallet.
Feliciano looked around the house; the old timey looking wallpaper always surprised him for some reason. It didn't seem like a house where two young men lived in; it felt more like an older person lived here, maybe even an average family. But, Ludwig did state that at one point their grandfather lived here. Feliciano could relate with him on a lot of things; the loss of their grandfather's was one of them.
"Nach oben!" His brother said, pointing toward Feliciano. And then, the dogs got up quickly, running towards him as they crowded around him; their tongue's hanging out of their mouths as they looked up at him, they pushing their heads underneath his hands.
He smiled as he let his fingers play with their fur; rubbing and petting them lovingly as he bent down on one knee, letting them come closer to him. He started to giggle slightly once he felt the one dog lick his hands, wanting his attention a bit more.
"Gilbert…" Ludwig sighed once he starting coming down the stairs. Gilbert came out from the other side of the wall, a Popsicle in between his lips as he wrapped them around it. He then took it out of his mouth, holding it close to his lips, giving him a confused look.
"What?" he replied as he put it back in his mouth. Ludwig took the last step from the steps and looked over at Gilbert, his eyes going back down to the floor. "What!?" Gilbert mumbled with the Popsicle in his mouth, he waving his hands out as he held it with his lips. He then took the stick and held it in between his fingers. "Seriously?"
"Nothing, Gilbert." He replied, opening the door once more, he pushing the dogs lightly out of the way. He opened the door, Feliciano leaving first. He turned back around, looking at Gilbert who still leaned against the doorframe. "Do you need anything?"
"I'll call you if I do." He insured. Ludwig nodded his head, going out of the door and shut it behind him. Feliciano then stood on the porch with a large smile; wondering as to what they would do next.
Ludwig inched closer to the steps while Feliciano followed behind him, timid and in wonder as to whether he could ever say what was on his mind.
