My Dearest Angel (Edit) - Ludwig x Reader

Part 2

(Ludwig's POV)

I decided to try something much heavier tonight; Some vodka that I heard about from Ivan. I could feel the alcohol taking effect after multiple shots, my vision and judgment becoming clouded. I took another shot of the bitter liquid. I had managed to get the sounds of gunfire, twisted screams and hideous cruel laughter out of my ears at last, if but for the moment. But the moment felt like heaven, even if it was just for the moment.

I heard the door open, and beautiful woman walked into the bar. She looked very familiar, but it was so hard to concentrate on her. I looked over her form and licked my lips. She looked good enough to eat and I was starving. I stumbled up to her, not falling flat on my face thanks to many nights of practice. I leaned on the counter and flashed her a smile. "Guten Abend, schön! " I managed to slur.

(Reader POV)

"I guess I might as well go get a drink..." you thought as you walked out of the world building. You had stayed behind to catch up on some paper work that had been piling up. Just one little drink before heading home to your bed sounded like a pretty good idea. You tucked a (h/c) strand behind your ear and walked to a nearby bar.

When you walked in, you noticed it was fairly empty. You took a seat at the bar and ordered a(drink name). Suddenly, a familiar face leaned next to you, breath reeking of liquor. You gasped in slight surprise. "Guten Abend, schön!" slurred a very drunken Ludwig. He smiled and slid into the seat next to you. "Ludwig? What are you doing here?" you asked, surprise covering your face, along with

a heavy blush. Did he just call you beautiful...? "How do you know my name?" he smirked "Doesn't matter since I'm gonna have you scream it soon."

You looked at him in utter disgust. Ludwig clearly had a few too many in his system. "I'm _ _, the secretary from the world office. You probably don't remember because you are way too drunk." He chuckled and wrapped an arm around your waist. "Come now, schatz! Don't be such a Debbie-downer,ja?" He smiled even wider, a strange gleam appearing in his eyes.

You tried to push him away, but his arm tightened in response. You crossed your arms and set your mouth into a scowl. He wouldn't dare pull a stunt here in front of the bar tender. " , would you please remove your arm."He laughed loudly and grabbed your chin."You're even cuter when you're angry, _! " He leaned down to kiss you and that's when you snapped. You backhanded Ludwig, causing him to stop and widen his eyes in shock.

"That's quite enough!" you shouted, anger beginning to grow on his face. You took the chance to grab your briefcase and slam it over the top of his head. His eyes widened for a split second then drifted closed as he slumped to the floor.

You hurriedly checked his pulse, and it was there just as strong as it should. You breathed a quick sigh of relief and got up off the floor. There was only a passed out drunkard in a corner booth, and the bartender was in the back. "Perfect!" you thought "At least I can get him somewhere so he can sober up..." You set your briefcase on his stomach and grabbed his arms, dragging him out the door so you could hail a taxi.

You managed to pay a taxi driver extra to help you get him in the car, out of the car, and into your apartment. He thanked you (no surprise, since the cost of the ride, his fee for helping and tip was a rather large amount) and exclaimed "And they said that I would have to be a stripper to get through collage!" He left and you looked at Ludwig, passed out on your couch anger boiling within you again. You just sighed. He was snoring loudly now, and you thought it best to put ice on his head . He was going to feel it in the morning. You began to feel a bit bad for what happened, but you shook your head and stormed out. He deserved it!

You opened your eyes to the buzzing of your alarm, its harsh tone making you want to fling it. You sat up and stretched, going over what would need to be done that day. As you walked into the bathroom to take a shower, you glanced over to the Ludwig snoring softly on your loveseat. He didn't exactly fit, his legs and head hung off of both ends.

You got in the shower and thought about what happened last night. Why was he so drunk...? Didn't he have a hangover yesterday morning as well? What was going on? Even though you shouldn't be butting in, you were worried. You walked out of the bathroom with a big fluffy (color) towel wrapped around your body and you were greeted by the sight of Ludwig groaning, clutching his

head as he began to sit up.

(Ludwig's POV)

I opened my eyes and regretted it almost immediately. My hand flew to the back of my head, as I groaned in pain. What the hell happened to my head? I must have gotten in a fight again. I swung my legs from their perch on a sofa arm. Wait. My couch is leather, not this kind of fabric. This was a first, I woke up in alley ways, cheap hotels, or worse. Not on quaint little love seats.

"Good morning, Ludwig. I'm sorry if your head hurts." I looked up to see

Miss _ ,the secretary from the world office, with a towel wrapped around her dripping body. I blushed heavily and turned away. "We didn't ... er,you know..." Do the deed" did we?" It was her turn to blush. "N-no, but you tried to convince me at the bar..."My hand met my face . I really, really hate it when I get drunk and something catches my attention. Nothing stands in my way. A clenched my teeth at the pain. "What happened last night." I asked bluntly, hoping it was not too bad. I just hope I didn't do anything regrettable.

My Dearest Angel (Edit) - Ludwig x Reader

Part 2

(Ludwig's POV)

I decided to try something much heavier tonight; Some vodka that I heard about from Ivan. I could feel the alcohol taking effect after multiple shots, my vision and judgment becoming clouded. I took another shot of the bitter liquid. I had managed to get the sounds of gunfire, twisted screams and hideous cruel laughter out of my ears at last, if but for the moment. But the moment felt like heaven, even if it was just for the moment.

I heard the door open, and beautiful woman walked into the bar. She looked very familiar, but it was so hard to concentrate on her. I looked over her form and licked my lips. She looked good enough to eat and I was starving. I stumbled up to her, not falling flat on my face thanks to many nights of practice. I leaned on the counter and flashed her a smile. "Guten Abend, schön! " I managed to slur.

(Reader POV)

"I guess I might as well go get a drink..." you thought as you walked out of the world building. You had stayed behind to catch up on some paper work that had been piling up. Just one little drink before heading home to your bed sounded like a pretty good idea. You tucked a (h/c) strand behind your ear and walked to a nearby bar.

When you walked in, you noticed it was fairly empty. You took a seat at the bar and ordered a(drink name). Suddenly, a familiar face leaned next to you, breath reeking of liquor. You gasped in slight surprise. "Guten Abend, schön!" slurred a very drunken Ludwig. He smiled and slid into the seat next to you. "Ludwig? What are you doing here?" you asked, surprise covering your face, along with

a heavy blush. Did he just call you beautiful...? "How do you know my name?" he smirked "Doesn't matter since I'm gonna have you scream it soon."

You looked at him in utter disgust. Ludwig clearly had a few too many in his system. "I'm _ _, the secretary from the world office. You probably don't remember because you are way too drunk." He chuckled and wrapped an arm around your waist. "Come now, schatz! Don't be such a Debbie-downer,ja?" He smiled even wider, a strange gleam appearing in his eyes.

You tried to push him away, but his arm tightened in response. You crossed your arms and set your mouth into a scowl. He wouldn't dare pull a stunt here in front of the bar tender. " , would you please remove your arm."He laughed loudly and grabbed your chin."You're even cuter when you're angry, _! " He leaned down to kiss you and that's when you snapped. You backhanded Ludwig, causing him to stop and widen his eyes in shock.

"That's quite enough!" you shouted, anger beginning to grow on his face. You took the chance to grab your briefcase and slam it over the top of his head. His eyes widened for a split second then drifted closed as he slumped to the floor.

You hurriedly checked his pulse, and it was there just as strong as it should. You breathed a quick sigh of relief and got up off the floor. There was only a passed out drunkard in a corner booth, and the bartender was in the back. "Perfect!" you thought "At least I can get him somewhere so he can sober up..." You set your briefcase on his stomach and grabbed his arms, dragging him out the door so you could hail a taxi.

You managed to pay a taxi driver extra to help you get him in the car, out of the car, and into your apartment. He thanked you (no surprise, since the cost of the ride, his fee for helping and tip was a rather large amount) and exclaimed "And they said that I would have to be a stripper to get through collage!" He left and you looked at Ludwig, passed out on your couch anger boiling within you again. You just sighed. He was snoring loudly now, and you thought it best to put ice on his head . He was going to feel it in the morning. You began to feel a bit bad for what happened, but you shook your head and stormed out. He deserved it!

You opened your eyes to the buzzing of your alarm, its harsh tone making you want to fling it. You sat up and stretched, going over what would need to be done that day. As you walked into the bathroom to take a shower, you glanced over to the Ludwig snoring softly on your loveseat. He didn't exactly fit, his legs and head hung off of both ends.

You got in the shower and thought about what happened last night. Why was he so drunk...? Didn't he have a hangover yesterday morning as well? What was going on? Even though you shouldn't be butting in, you were worried. You walked out of the bathroom with a big fluffy (color) towel wrapped around your body and you were greeted by the sight of Ludwig groaning, clutching his

head as he began to sit up.

(Ludwig's POV)

I opened my eyes and regretted it almost immediately. My hand flew to the back of my head, as I groaned in pain. What the hell happened to my head? I must have gotten in a fight again. I swung my legs from their perch on a sofa arm. Wait. My couch is leather, not this kind of fabric. This was a first, I woke up in alley ways, cheap hotels, or worse. Not on quaint little love seats.

"Good morning, Ludwig. I'm sorry if your head hurts." I looked up to see

Miss _ ,the secretary from the world office, with a towel wrapped around her dripping body. I blushed heavily and turned away. "We didn't ... er,you know..." Do the deed" did we?" It was her turn to blush. "N-no, but you tried to convince me at the bar..."My hand met my face . I really, really hate it when I get drunk and something catches my attention. Nothing stands in my way. A clenched my teeth at the pain. "What happened last night." I asked bluntly, hoping it was not too bad. I just hope I didn't do anything regrettable.