Chapter Eleven
"Feliciano."
"Ve, it's Feli, Luddy!" Italy bit happily into a chunk of risotto. Ludwig moved to wipe it off, but stopped halfway, red and extremely aware of his companion. "Feli. I need to talk to you."
"What is it, Luddy?"
"I-I...um…" Feliciano took a curious look at the uncomfortable German. "Eh~ are you okay, Luddy? You're so flushed~"
"It-it's fine. I really, um, need you to listen, Feliciano."
"Feli, Luddy!"
"Er-yes. Feli. I-I know you, er…"
"Ve~ go on!" Feliciano's eyes widened innocently, and Ludwig found himself wondering why he was confessing to a five-year-old child in the body of a grown man. He took a deep breath and continued. "I know you only think of me as a friend…"
"I'll always be your friend, Luddy!" The Italian had no idea where this was going. I guess he'll tell me I'm a very special best friend, because he doesn't...love me...like I love him. Nn, it's a bit sad, but that's the way things are. He directed his gaze back to the red-faced Ludwig. "Ve~ continue!"
"...But I love you."
Feliciano's eyes grew wide, and his jaw went slack. B-b-b-b-b-beh, is he serious? Am I in bed right now? I don't want to wake up in the morning and face the real Ludwig, if this is a dream. My heart will break. He got out of his seat and glomped the German. "Ve~ Luddy, tell your real self not to wake me up! This dream is perfect!"
"It-It's not a, um, dream, Feli."
"But it is!" Feliciano insisted. "In real life, I'm the one who loves you! And you think I'm just a friend. See, Luddy?" He smiled sadly. "This...this is only a dream."
The German pinched him.
"B-b-b-b-beh, that hurt!"
"See, it hurts. This isn't a dream."
Feliciano looked at his already-bruising arm and sighed happily. This isn't a dream. This isn't a dream, this isn't a dream!
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Gomenasai! I haven't updated daily. Sorry sorry sorry sorry
Yayyy Doitsu, made the first move! I'm going to put more Spamano in these daily blurbs. They're just as adorable.
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