"Hey frau!" I tilted my head back from my position on the floor to see the front door burst open. Gilbert ran into the living room and looked around before spotting me on the ground. "Vhat are you doing on ze floor?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. I was laying on my back with my arms crossed over chest and my feet tucked under the sofa.
"Sit ups," I replied simply, pulling my feet back and rolling onto my stomach. My ribs ached as they pressed harshly against the carpeted floor. Gilbert quirked an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Okay zen. Anyvay, mein awesome friends are coming over and you are hanging out viz us," he proclaimed. He walked over to me and dragged me to my feet. My baggy sweats were threatening to fall off my hips as I slumped forward onto Gilbert.
"Alright, but if Francis tried to grope me again, I will punch him," I warned, leaning heavily on the Prussian. The albino snickered and kissed my cheek.
"Kesese, zat's fine liebe." I grinned and wrapped my arms around his torso. "You're sveaty liebeling," he said teasingly, wrinkling his nose slightly. I rolled my eyes and hit him in the back of the head. Gilbird ruffled his feathers at the disturbance of his resting place
"Shut up. When are Toni and Francis getting here?" I asked, pulling away and heading downstairs towards our bedroom.
"Zey're on zeir vay now," he said as he leaned against the door jamb to our room. I nodded and began looking for something that would keep my figure hidden while the Bad Touch Trio was over. "So, vhat's viz ze vorking out all of ze sudden?" he asked. I paused in my garment hunting for a moment before swallowing and continuing looking.
"No reason. I just thought I could lose a little weight," I said, pulling out a pair of jogging pants and a loose, long sleeve shirt.
"Uh huh, und veering baggy clozing?" He made it sound more like a statement than a question as he walked towards me. My heart pounded in my chest as I searched for a plausible lie. I turned, hiding my worry with a smirk.
"Und vhat's viz all ze questions?" I asked, doing a terrible job of mimicking his thick accent. He rolled his ruby eyes and I smiled as he stood over me. "I'm fine Gil. Scouts honor." I held a hand up.
"You veren't in ze scouts," he muttered. "I vorry about you frau, especially vhen you clam up like zis," he said, his eyes looking me over. He wrapped an arm around my waist and used the other hand to tilt my chin up.
"Yes?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as he scoured my face, searching for something I was unwilling to give.
"I'm looking," he answered, squeezing my cheeks between his thumb and index finger. I giggled and pushed his hand away.
"Get! I can hear Francis and Toni ready to break down the door," I said as I listened to the two men pound on the front door. He pursed his lips before turning and hurrying off to greet his friends. Gilbird followed behind him, chirping excitedly. I chuckled softly and walked into our bathroom.
I took a quick shower, lathering my thin body in soap suds and ridding myself of the stinky sweat smell. I turned off the hot water and tripped out of the tub. I stumbled back into the bedroom and nearly passed out in the warm blankets of our bed.
I clutched my head, waiting for the dizziness to pass as my stomach growled loudly. I could hear the Bad Touch Trio laughing and thumping around as I slowly for dressed. I watched myself in the mirror, wishing I could be thinner, even though my bones were starting to show. I pulled the clothes on and made my way upstairs.
"'Ello chérie," Francis called as I walked into the living room. I grinned and waved at him.
"Hola chica!" I started as Antonio hugged me from behind. I gasped slightly for air and laughed, poking the Spaniard's nose as he set me down.
"Hey Toni. How are ya'll doing?" I asked, looking around for my boyfriend.
"Not bad. Decided to get out of the house since Feli's visiting Lovi." I nodded and plopped down in the arm chair across from Francis.
"Took you long enough liebe," Gilbert said as he walked out of the kitchen with a couple of beers and a bottle of wine. I clucked my tongue and scrunched my nose at him.
"Like you don't take your sweet time when you're singing in the shower," I countered as he tossed a bottle to Antonio and gave the wine to Francis. He blew a raspberry and plopped heavily into my lap.
"I'm awesome enough to do vhat I vant." He laughed at that and took a swig from his beer. He leaned back slightly, just playing with me, but I began to wheeze as he pressed against my chest. I was able to take it for a bit, just taking deep breathes as the men joked and talked about things, but eventually I began to have to pant for breath.
"Amigo, you may want to ease up, just a little," Antonio said as my vision became spotty. Francis nodded in agreement and the albino looked back as me.
"Frau?" he asked, getting up quickly and kneeling in front of me. I coughed and held a hand to my head as my vision returned to normal. "Vhat's vrong _?" His ruby eyes were wide with concern.
"N-nothing," I gasped softly. I winced as he reached up and grabbed my upper arms.
"_, it's not nozing vhen you can't breaz! I've sat on you before viz no problem," he said, tightening his grip for emphasis. My bones creaked as he did and he noticed as I tried shying away from the rough grip.
"G-Gil," I whispered, my eyes darting up towards his two friends. His eyes narrowed as he looked up at me, running his fingers up and down my arms. "P-please, just wait until t-they've gone," I pleaded softly, tears welling in my eyes.
"_," he murmured warningly, grabbing my hand. I looked at him, begging silently for him to wait. He breathed out through his nose and gave me a look that said we would talk about it later. I nodded and he rose to his feet. I immediately excused myself and hurried to the bathroom.
I felt sick. My stomach was churning and my eyes were burning. I shut the bathroom door as quickly as I could without slamming it. I ran to the toilet and hunched over it. The only thing in my stomach was the water I drank while working out earlier and it left a rather unpleasant taste in my mouth as it came back up. I grunted as I stood up and reached to flush the toilet.
I grabbed a rag from the edge of the tub and sat down on the lid of the toilet. I wiped my face and mouth and dropped my head into my hands. He knew. Oh God he knew. It made my stomach flop and I nearly jumped out of my skin when someone knocked on the door.
"_? You in zere?" Gilbert's voice was worried and my eyes widened as tears spilled over my cheeks again. I tried to call back to him, but my voice caught in my throat. I whimpered when the door opened and a pale head poked past the door. "Frenchie and Toni said they'd come back later," he informed me, walking into the bathroom. I simply nodded and looked down at my trembling fingers. I felt somethin nestle into my hair and sighed as Gilbird cheeped contentedly.
"W-when are you gonna start supper?" I winced as I stammered through the sentence. I glanced at him as he walked to me and saw he had a slender brow arched.
"Vould you even eat it?" he asked. I blushed shamefully and looked back down as more tears escaped. I shrugged my shoulders and flushed slightly when he stroked my hair. "Liebling, are you-?" I shook my head, quickly, silencing the question.
When I was younger, I'd been picked on a little bit about my weight. I wasn't really fat in elementary and middle school, but I was a bit pudgy. When my father died the summer before high school however, the grief ate away at me and I ate and ate to fill the void. For a good year or so I was teased and bullied constantly about my weight and it was absolutely horrid, so in my junior year of school I stopped eating all together.
I lost so much weight until I was nothing by skin and bone. Nobody ever found out until I passed out in the bathroom. Gilbert had been serving detention and had to clean the girl's bathroom for punishment. He saw my feet sticking out from under a stall door and apparently he freaked out. He got me out of the bathroom and into the hallway and then called an ambulance. He visited me at the hospital while I was forced to get better, and eventually, the Prussian was the reason I was getting better. I wanted to get better because of him. We'd been together ever since.
Now though, I was feeling tired and inferior at work and everywhere I went, I felt like everyone was looking at me even though nobody was. The old feeling from high school was creeping back up on me and I was just feeling so fat and ugly, that I was really beginning to see myself as such.
"N-no, it's not t-that," I stuttered, wiping at my eyes. Gilbert reached up to cup my cheek, thumbing away the tears I missed. "I j-just… Gil, I f-feel so-"
"But you aren't liebe," he said quickly and firmly. "You are beautiful _. Gott, du weiß ehrlich nicht, wie erstaunlich herrliche Sie sind (God, you honestly don't know just how stunningly gorgeous you are)," he whispered, cupping the other side of my face with his other hand. "_, Sie sind so erstaunlich, (You are so amazing). You know zat your appearance doesn't matter to me, It's only a beautiful plus. You are kind und selfless und amazing und most of all, you put up viz me."
"Gil," I choked, more tears welling in my eyes at the incredible words. He stood up and brought me with him, pulling me into his arms. I cried against his shoulder, letting everything just fall off my shoulders.
"Shh liebe, everyzing's alvight. I'm vight here," he whispered soothingly. I was so tired and weak I nearly passed out standing right there while leaning against Gilbert.
"I'm s-sorry," I mumbled as he picked me up and held me against his chest.
"It's okay Shatz, but next time tell me. Ve can get zrough it togezer," he replied softly. I nodded and curled into his lean chest. "So, you hungry?" I looked up at him and nodded vigorously. He chuckled and sat me down at the kitchen table. I hadn't even noticed we'd been headed in this direction.
"Where are you going?" I asked, looking up as he began walking out. He smiled and held up a finger before disappearing down the hall. I laid my head on the table while I waited. He was back within minutes and sat a small plastic bag by my arms.
"Snack on zose vhile I vork on supper," he said as he began grabbing pots from under the sink. I grabbed the bag and smiled.
"Are these the good kind?" I asked, opening the pack of gummy bears. Gilbert laughed as he pulled wurst from the refrigerator.
"Vould I have anyzing else?" he replied. I giggled and tossed one of the little candies into my mouth. Every time I bit down sugar coated my mouth. I finally swallowed and grabbed another handful, ready to shove them all in my mouth. "Nein!" I jumped slightly and looked up at Gilbert.
"What?" I asked, the gummy bears halfway to my mouth. He turned back around and set the bag of potatoes he'd grabbed on the sink.
"Slowly liebling," he said, pulling out a potato peeler. I stuck my tongue out at him but only put two bears in my mouth. I watched as he began peeling potatoes and hurried out of my chair towards him, my sweet snack still in my hands.
"Can I do it?" I asked eagerly. He raised an eyebrow and I gave my puppy eyes. "I can peel them while you cook the wurst," I explained. He pursed his lips and sighed, handing over the peeler.
"Don't cut yourself, got it?" I smiled brightly and nodded. He kissed my cheek before turned to cook the sausage. I began peeling, sticking gummies into my mouth every now and then while I listened to the wurst sizzle on the stove. I occasionally held one up for Gilbird to eat since he was still sitting on top of my head. A fork was held in front of my face with a piece of meat on it and I grinned. I took it in my mouth and groaned as flavor erupted across my tongue.
"Gut?" Gilbert asked, smirking slightly. I reached up and kissed him quickly.
"The best," I answered, bumping noses with him. "Thanks Gil," I whispered, kissing his cheek. He smiled, his sweet, loving smile, not the teasing one, and rested his forehead against mine.
"You're velcome liebe. Ich liebe dich."
"I love you too hun."
***Extended Ending***
"Hey frau!" I looked up from my game for a split second before going back to beating Luigi and Donkey Kong on Mario Kart.
"What is it Gil?" I called, grunting as I turned my controller to follow the car onscreen. I listened intently, waiting for him to answer before rolling my eyes. I was almost to the finish line when something ice cold was pressed against the small of back. I shrieked and did a one eighty, tossing my controller to the side and almost backing into the GameCube in my attempt to escape the cold.
"Kesesesesese! Mein… Gott! Zat… vas priceless!" Gilbert was laying on his stomach, holding two popsicles in one hand as the other pounded against the floor. He was gasping for air as he laid laughing on the floor. I narrowed my eyes at him and threw myself forward.
"What was that for?" I asked, hitting his arms and poking him. He simply laid there, shaking and panting with giggles. I stuck my tongue out at him and snatched the bright green treat from his fingers. "Jerk," I muttered, sticking it in my mouth. I turned back to look at my game and I saw I'd finished dead last. "Gil," I whined, "look at that! You made me lose!" The albino finally caught his breath and looked over at me, sticking his own popsicle between his lips.
"I'm sorry liebling," he crooned around the red popsicle, scooting closer to me. I stuck my nose in the air and did my best not to smile.
"Nope, it's too late," I said, glancing at him from the corner of my eye. He snorted and rested his chin in his hands, looking up me.
"Nien! Oh please no!" he begged. "I couldn't stand it if I was ignored forever! I'm too awesome for zat!" I forced down the smirk playing at my lips and stood, making my imaginary cape flair.
"Yes! It's simply too late," I declared, starting off towards our room. I heard him scrambling to get up behind me and I took off at a sprint, tossing my popsicle in the trash as I went. I heard thumping behind me and yelped as my feet were lifted off the floor.
"Got ya," Gilbert whispered in my ear. I giggled, not even noticing we were falling. I oompfed and had all the air knocked out of me as we hit the ground and Gilbert landed on top of me. I wiggled slightly and managed to flip onto my back.
"Klutz much?" I asked, looking up at the Prussian. He chuckled and straddled my hips.
"Ist one of ze many talents of awesome I possess." I rolled my eyes and wiggled slightly, relishing the flush that rose to my boyfriend's cheeks. He narrowed his eyes and then sat down on my stomach entirely. I took a deep breath, loving the feel of getting plenty of air into my lungs.
"Oh you're gonna get it now," I said, grinning as I jerked my leg up and over his hip. I rolled so I was over him. His eyes widened for a moment before a bright, challenging glint sparked in his eyes. He stood up quickly and unexpectedly, wrapping my legs around his waist as he went. I was pleasantly surprised as he kissed my roughly, stumbling into our bedroom. I was pressed against the mattress of our bed and tongue and teeth attacked my neck.
"Ahh, Gil," I breathed, arching slightly into the touch. He smirked against the sensitive skin, massaging the plump, healthy skin of my hip.
"Yes liebe," he sang, running his nose along my jaw. I shuddered and flipped us over again, smiling as I leaned over him.
"I love you," I murmured, kissing his ear. He smiled and kissed my cheek.
"Ich liebe dich auch," he replied kindly, rubbing my thighs gently. "Now," he whispered huskily, rolling his hips slightly. "vhere vere ve?" I moaned softly and raised my eyebrows. This was gonna be fun.