You woke up several hours later incredibly disoriented and mildly panicky. The only thing that was preventing you from having a full blown panic attack was the knowledge you were in a bed. Only slightly disappointed, you breathed a long sigh of relief. It was only a dream.
"Ah, you are avake."
Startled by the sudden voice, your eyes flew open and you let out a shrill scream. Alright, so it was real. Sitting at a desk beside the bed was Germany, his glasses were perched on the end of his nose and he looked as if he had just been working.
"Sorry. Vhen you did not vake up, I took you to my home. I vould have taken you to yours but I did not know vere you lived... Sorry, vhat is your name?"
"Oh... It's _. Um... Th-that's okay. Thank you."
He let out a grunt and nodded, soon going back to work. You awkwardly shifted in the bed and began to look around the room. It was very simple the only decorations being a huge German flag over Ludwig's desk. There was a total of three doors, a large window on the left of the bed, and a simple bookshelf. Even if the flag was not there and the room's owner was not sitting next to you, you most likely would have still been able to tell it was his.
"Zere. Done." You turned to look at Ludwig. He had placed down his pen and was straightening out his papers. "Are... Are you hungry?"
Your stomach lightly growled at the thought of food. "Yes, a bit."
"Vell zen. I vill be right back as soon as the meal is prepared. Until zen, rest." He quickly stood and marched out the room.
You stared at the door he just exited from. You were sitting on Germany's bed, and he was making you dinner. "What." you said to yourself, disbelieving. Taking a moment to let it sink in, a grin grew across your face. You grabbed one of his pillows and screamed into it, thrashing around in excitement.
Perhaps your inability to remain conscious wasn't such a bad thing
With a soft smile, you fell back onto his bed, giggling to yourself. After a few minutes, you were dully aware of the need to go to the restroom.
Eying the three doors, you wondered which one was the correct one. You ruled out the one Ludwig had left through. All that was left was the two on either side of the bookshelf across from the bed and desk.
Slipping out of the bed, you shuffled to the middle of the room. Deciding to try the door on the right first, you went to open it.
However, before you could open it fully, a hand slammed it shut. You jumped and looked up to see Germany, his face tense and a dark energy surrounding his body.
"Never open zhat door unless you vant to be punished."
You gulped and took a step back, "S-sorry sir."
His eyebrow twitched then he took a deep breath to relax. "It... It is fine. Just don't do it again."
You nodded.
"Um... Dinner is ready. Eh... You may... Do vhat you were going to do. I'll vait here." a light blush covered his cheeks.
"Huh...? Oh... Right." You had almost forgotten why you went to open the door in the first place. You quickly went to do your business and rejoined Ludwig in his room who then lead you down a set of stairs and into a kitchen.
The kitchen was spotless, containing no sign that he had just prepared a whole meal except for the plates of food on a square table off to the side. Of course, you expected nothing less from someone who was always so organized.
"Here." He said, holding out a chair.
"Thank you." you blushed as you sat down.
Once the meal of wurst, potatoes, and beer had started, there wasn't much talking. Feeling brave from the few gulps of beer, you decided to question Ludwig on the closet.
"So... Ludwig."
"Yes, _?"
"What's in the closet?"
He dropped his fork and put on a shocked face. "Zhat... Zhat is... If I vere to tell you, I'd have to punish you." Expecting the conversation to be over, he picked up his fork and resumed eating.
"What's up with you and punishment?"
He was starting to look angry, and you smirked. Now you wondered how far you could push this man.
"If I told you, I'd have to punish you."
His eyebrow was now twitching. Only a little while now and he'd blow up. You were know getting extremely curious as to what the secret behind the closet was.
"What if I were to go up there right now and look in it?"
His shoulders raised to his ears, and he was now grimacing. But it wasn't time for him to explode yet. You then realized you were enjoying using your strange knowledge of Ludwig for evil.
"Severely. Punished."
"What if I like getting punished?"
There it is. His entire body language quickly changed to shocked and he was blushing like mad and stuttering as he tried to come up with a reply. You giggled, "Oh, so you like it like that? Are you saying you want me, Ludwig?"
He blushed even harder and gulped, trying to regain his composure, "V-Vhat? N-no! Vhat happened to zhe girl who passed out after meeting my eye?"
"Well she kinda goes away once a bed is involved," you said, smirking at him.
"S-Stop that!" he commanded, looking a combination of angry and embarrassed.
"Why?"
Ludwig was now showing all three signs of his anger. One more remark and he'd be pushed over the edge.
"Because I said so!"
"What if I don't want to?"
That did it. Seconds later he was shouting at you in German. Laughing, you took the opportunity to run to his bedroom. Ludwig may have been better trained than you, but you were smaller and faster. You made it to his room long before him and threw open his closet door to find boxes and boxes of porn and BDSM and sex toys.
Picking up closest thing, a horse whip, you turned and leaned against the door-frame, waiting for Germany to burst in.
He ran in, ready to yell at you more, but stopped in his tracks when he saw what was in your hand.
"Well, well, well. Looks like we have a closet pervert here."
He gulped and curled his hands into tight balls, "I-I told you not to look in zhere."
You smiled and pushed off the door-frame, making your way to Ludwig.
"Want to hear a secret?" you said, coming in closer to him and spinning the whip around. Once you were close enough to him, you grabbed his shirt and pulled him in so you could whisper in his ear, "You're not the only one."