Feliciano inhaled deeply as he opened his eyes, he must have drifted off, he lifted his head slightly to see Ludwig looking down at him, his phone in his hand, "Hi," he said softly his voice cracking, "I think I fell asleep…"

Ludwig nodded, "You did," he put down his phone, "Only for about 15 minutes."

Feliciano glanced at Ludwig's phone, "Did you take a picture of me?" he asked with a weak smile.

Ludwig nodded again, "Just one," he picked up his phone and held it out. Feliciano blushed at the photo of him, his mouth open slightly, if he didn't know it was him he were looking at he'd say it were sweet. "I made it my phone background," Ludwig said softly. He let out a small breath and shook his head, lifting himself slightly on the bed, "Do you feel better?"

Feliciano felt his smile drop slightly as the realisation of what had happened earlier in the day hit him. He cleared his throat and nodded weakly, "Yeah, I do a bit," he bit his lip, sitting up and crossing his arms and legs, looking Ludwig up and down, the man lying on the bed with his arms crossed behind his head. He looked so good, Feliciano could only dream of looking that good in a suit. "I'm kind of hungry."

Ludwig frowned, "Do you want me to go downstairs and get you something?"

Feliciano smiled and nodded, "Yes please," he shifted on the bed and watched Ludwig get up, rocking slightly as Ludwig walked to the door.

"Do you want anything specific?"

"Just, everything, please, I'm so hungry Ludwig."

Ludwig smiled and walked towards the stairs, closing Feliciano's door before walking down the hall. He could hear chatting and laughter as he descended, a soft smile coming to his face as he prepared himself to politely rebuff their inevitable invitation to eat with them.

He walked into the kitchen and began to gather some of the freshly cooked food, inhaling deeply and biting his lip slightly at the pleasant smells.

"Oh Ludwig," he heard Elizabeth call from the adjoining room, glancing in, holding the plate in his hand. "What are you doing?"

"I'm getting myself and Feliciano some food," Ludwig stated, being careful to sound confident.

The woman frowned softly, "Oh, we don't allow food upstairs," she explained, smiling tight lipped.

"Not since the great soup spillage of 2011," Roderich added, letting out a small drunken chuckle, Gilbert laughing loudly in turn. "You can still see the stains."

Ludwig frowned, "...But Feliciano is hungry," he attempted to explain.

Elizabeth shook her head, "Then they'll have to get dressed and come down," she said calmly, her tone almost condescending.

Ludwig felt his temper rising, his heart beating in his throat, "Feliciano prefers to be referred to as 'he', not 'they'," he said softly.

"Oh," Elizabeth said, holding her hand to her mouth, "Of course, I'm sorry… But my point still stands."

Ludwig exhaled through his nose, shaking his head and putting the plate down in the kitchen, his frown so deep that his head was beginning to ache, his pulse pounding in his ears.

He walked upstairs and opened Feliciano's door. The boy's eyes searched him for a moment before his smile dropped.

"You didn't bring anything," he said softly, sitting back on the bed, waiting for an explanation.

Ludwig shook his head, walking into the room. "She won't let me bring you anything, she says food isn't allowed upstairs. Roderich said it was because of some soup thing?"

Feliciano huffed, "They're never going to let that go, it was one time and it was an accident." he huffed, curling up on the bed, "...I'm really hungry."

"She said we've got to go down, and you've got to be dressed up."

Feliciano let out a whine, "It's like they're trying to smoke me out, but they're using food… This isn't fair."

Ludwig chewed his lip, glancing over at the open wardrobe, frowning softly at the sight of the dresses inside. "You need to get rid of your dresses Feli," he said softly, "She can't make you wear them if you don't have them."

"She shouldn't make me wear them anyway, she shouldn't make a boy wear a dress."

Ludwig felt a weak smile come to his face, "Uh, Feliciano," he said weakly, "I think I might have an idea."

Feliciano cocked his head, "What idea's that…?" he asked softly. He frowned as he watched Ludwig walk towards the wardrobe and start pulling out dresses, "... What are you doing..?"

His frown deepened as Ludwig held a dress against himself, "Ludwig what are you doing..?" he asked, his tone dropping slightly.

"Well, if Elizabeth is so insistent on seeing a man in a dress today then it should be me, i'm more comfortable in a dress than you."

Feliciano blushed, biting his lip to stop himself giggling, "That's funny Ludwig…" His eyes widened as Ludwig began to undress, throwing his jacket and shirt onto the bed, "Whoa, you're serious?" he said high pitched.

"Of course," Ludwig stated as he undid his belt, breathing deep to hide his embarrassment at undressing in front of another person, "Put my suit on," he instructed.

Feliciano swallowed hard, "Uh," he picked up the shirt, it was easily two sizes too big for him, probably more.

Slowly he pulled off his hoodie and tshirt, biting his lip as he glanced up at Ludwig, watching the man remove his trousers, looking his almost naked body up and down for once glad he was not biologically male.

Ludwig turned his head, feeling Feliciano's eyes boring into him, "Feli," he said softly, "Put my shirt on."

He watched the younger man for a moment before turning away and pulling another dress off the rail. He hummed softly, it was a stretchy pink material with flowers at the hem and a pinched elastic waist. Ludwig nodded to himself, it looked like it would just about fit him.

He pulled the dress over his head, struggling a little to get it over his shoulders. Why did Feliciano have to be so tiny?

Feliciano watched Ludwig struggle with the dress, pulling Ludwig's trousers on and doing up the belt. he frowned slightly, finding the belt too big, he bit his lip and looped it over again, giggling as he stood up, the material of the trousers piling at his feet, puffing out almost comically at his hips. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, walking round the bed and giggling again, "These are so big on me."

He looked Ludwig up and down, blushing softly and holding his hand to his mouth, holding back a giggle. "That's way too small for you."

Ludwig frowned softly, "I know, it's tight on my arms, look," he flexed his arm, the material digging visibly into his skin.

"Wow," Feliciano said, feeling his blush deepen. "Well, you still look good Lud."

"Thanks," Ludwig smiled, "Should we go downstairs?"

Feliciano nodded, smiling widely as they walked to the door and down the stairs, giggling to himself as they walked into the kitchen and started scooping food onto their plates. He turned his head to watch Ludwig pour some gravy onto his food, his smile widening with the thought of what he was doing.

"Are you really ok with this?" he asked, standing next to Ludwig and resting his head on his arm.

Ludwig nodded, "Yeah, it's not the first time I've worn a dress Feli. But the last time I wore one it fit me better… This one pinches a little."

"Try not to rip it…" he said weakly.

Ludwig smirked, "Why? You're never going to wear it again."

Feliciano nodded, "Yeah, I guess not." He turned, glancing down at his plate and checking he had everything he wanted before walking towards the door, excited to see everyone's reactions.

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