The scent of the morning's newspaper and coffee rose to your nostrils reminding you it was Monday once again. Glancing away from the black and white crisp paper, you stared out the frost covered window, looking at nothing in particular but the snowflakes falling to the ground. Then you took out your phone to see the time. 7:38. You were in no rush what so ever. After graduating from the art institute, all you had was time. Being a photographer, the world seemed to move at its own pace, but with a camera in your hands, you would keep up with the ever changing earth, taking pictures of every alteration. Since today was Monday, the world seemed to drag and with the remaints of Sunday, making it a slow day. You grabbed your warm coffee, surprised at the amount you had still and sipped. Molly must have refilled it without me noticing. You knew her very well because this was your regular place to have your coffee.As you thought about this, the door opened, letting in a cold, bitter breeze whip around the warm café. You nestled against your soft scarf and rubbed your hands together to try and get rid of the goose bumps that covered your body. You looked up and saw that it was a beautiful man who was quite broad and stern looking. You have never seen him before in the shop. His blond hair was slicked up, only making his sternness more apparent. However, his gorgeous blue eyes had a tint of kindness and gentleness that had you reconsidering this man's exterior. He wore a brown sweater that made his eyes pop and a cream collared scarf wrapped around his neck. Without giving anyone a glance, he sat at the front counter waiting for the waitress He was it! He was the answer to the new project you wanted to start up. A beautiful man drinking coffee on a cold winter's morning was just something you couldn't pass up. You took out your camera with a crooked grin planted on your lips. You got up from the table with the camera in your hand and you crawled to the front counter. You slipped behind the counter and got up without him noticing your presence. He was very oblivious because even though you stood right before you, he did not look up. Your icy, slim fingers picked the camera up and you quickly snapped a picture of the blond. As soon as you got it, you ducked back down before he could spot you. You looked at the picture and saw that it came out very blurry. Shit! You crawled back to your seat only getting a few confused looks from the other customers. You put down your camera on the table and looked back at the man and saw him rubbing his eyes baffled. You chuckled to yourself then quickly sighed recalling your failure.

"What are you sighing about now (your name)?," Molly asked with one hand on her hip and the other carrying a pitcher half full of black coffee. Molly was the sweetest person you ever met and although she was quite aged, you thought she was a beautiful woman inside and out. Her bright red, curly hair and bright smile always had people coming right back into the café. She was one reason you came back every day. "You were complaining how you couldn't find a new project to start. Are you sighing because of that?"

"No Molly. To be honest, I found it, but I can't seem to get the shot." You said as you stared at him. She looked at the direction you were staring at and a huge grin grew on her face.

"Oh, so he is your 'new project' huh? I wouldn't mind working on a project like him!" she said as she winked.

"Molly! Behave yourself! It's nothing like that. Th-this is art I am talking about!" you whispered loudly with a blush scattered on your cheeks.

"Sure…'art'! Well I think I can help get you your shot." She said as she grabbed your camera.

"Molly!" you whispered with pleading eyes.

"Sorry, but I haven't seen you around here before. Is it your first time dinning here?" Molly asked sweetly.

"Yes it is. I just moved here," You heard the man's velvety voice for the first time. He had a deep German accent that had you melting.

"Do you mind if I have a picture of you? I always take pictures of my first time customers."

"Vell, vhy not?" he responded.

"Okay, now just act casual." She said as she put the camera up to her face. A flash went off and you knew you got it.

"Thanks hun. Since this is your first time here and you let me take your picture, everything is on the house." She said with her typical smile.

"Vhy thank you." He said returning the smile. Molly walked away toward you and slid the camera into your laps as she walked past you.

"You're welcome." She whispered as she did this.

You smiled back up at her thankfully. You looked down and saw the picture and saw that it was perfect. The angles were just right and the lights hit him just right. His jaw structure was amazing. You were sure he had to be a model. Then there were his eyes. They shined against the dim lighting and the back round was just as you pictured. The picture held random customers chatting away in their busy life together while this man simply had a cup of Joe. You were memorized by his enchanting attractiveness. You looked up again and found the attractive man gone. Surely you would have felt the cool breeze hit you if he left. You must have been in deep thought to have missed that. You sighed again wishing to see him again.

Your wish came true. For weeks, he had continued to go to the café daily, yet you had no courage to speak with him. One day as you were show casing your projects to a museum owner, he accidently saw the picture of the man from the café. He was interested with everything, but that one picture caught his eye the most. He wanted more of him. He even said he would open a complete section for your work if you brought more pictures with him in it. You were excited and agreed. Now, you just had to see if he will agree.

Once again, you stared at the mystery man in the café. Molly passed by you and just nodded toward him. You haven't been so nervous to talk to guys. You were actually quite comfortable with them because you had three older brothers and tons of guy friends. Why was he so different? You got up from the table, frustrated with yourself, and walked out the door and into the bitter outside. You walked as quickly as possible to escape the chilly air not realizing someone was running after you. You stopped as you let the traffic go by and waited for the lights to change. As you were about to go, someone grabbed your shoulder. You turned back in puzzlement and met those familiar blue eyes.

"You forgot you camera back at the café ma'am." He said as he handed you your camera. However, he didn't let go of it. Suddenly, he took it back from you and started to examine it.

"This looks oddly familiar. Does that vaitress have the same camera as you do?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Ummm, well…about that. You see, I needed to start this new project because I am a photographer. You happened to come in and I wanted to take a picture of you, but I couldn't. I tried sneaking one, but it came out blurry. Then Molly helped me out and took the picture of you for me. I am sorry, but I also wanted to ask you if you can be my model for a little while so I can have my work published in a pretty well-known museum. You don't have to of course, bu-"

You were interrupted by his large hands covering your mouth.

"You are talking to fast. I can't understand you. Vhy don't you explain yourself in varmer environment?" he asked.

"Okay." You said looking cold. As much as you loved the winter, you would always have to go indoors after a short while outside.

"So, vhat is your name?" he asked.

"It's (your name)."You said rather shyly.

"Vhat a beautiful name. I am Ludwig."

You and Ludwig walked to the nearest dinner which happened to be your favorite one.

After explaining yourself, Ludwig laughed hysterically. He said you should have just asked. He also agreed with being your 'model'. You got your shots and as you were promised, your work was published. Your reputation skyrocketed after that and your work became well known; Ludwig being the most remembered and famous one of all your work. During the photo shoots, you really realized how much you had in common with the German. Your first prospect of him was a little off. Though he could be serious at times, he also knew how to be fun and he had quite the sense of humor. He also liked sculpting, though he was in business. He was the neatest man you ever encountered and when he would come over, he would always clean up your 'messes. You claimed it wasn't a mess, but unorganized items in disguise. You kept in contact with Ludwig after the shots and after months of talking, laughing, and crying, (mostly from him tickling you and making you laugh) you were head over heels for the man. Falling in love wasn't part of the plan, but love doesn't work around your schedule. Love is an unsuspecting ninja that sneaks up on you unannounced in the best of ways.

When Ludwig asked you to be his girlfriend, you literally cried your eyes out from happiness. He had it all. He would message your feet after a long day of work. He always kept the apartment tidy and dinner ready when you got home. His soft kisses made all your worries fly out the window. He also knew the best ways to relive your stress (;

After coming back from work to an empty house, you saw a note on the counter.

Come find me.

A picture of the bed room was also set on the counter. You walked in there hoping to find him there undressed, but all that was there was a beautiful satin dress in your favorite color.

I have a feeling you were hoping I was here…naked. You naughty girl. Sorry, but I am not here either. I bet you would look ravishing in this dress though.

You smiled at him for knowing you so well. You slipped on the soft dress. It fit like a glove. You saw another picture. It was of your closet. You opened it and saw a small box. You opened it and found matching shoes.

Opps, it seems that I am not here either. Put these shoes on and I am sure they can help you find the path to me.

You slipped them on and held up a picture of your kitchen. You walked in and saw a note next to the coffee machine.

I guess I am also not here. Look harder my dear. I am sure this might help you out. ^^^.

The arrows pointed to the coffee machine and you knew exactly where he was. As you walked into the café, rose petals led you to the seat you and him usually sat together. A note lay there as well, but you could not see your boyfriend still.

So you made it this far. Don't worry my love. I won't keep you waiting for much longer.

At that moment, Molly walked to you and without a word; she left you with your favorite muffin and a cup of coffee. You ate and drank it in silence and confusion. You went to grab a napkin from the container and as you felt something thicker than the average napkin, you pulled it out. A picture of a hand with a diamond ring was what you pulled out. Suddenly your heart began to pulse and you felt your hands being taken away from the picture. He put your hands around your small ones. His blue eyes stared into yours so intensely yet so lovingly at the same time.

"(Your name)." he said sweetly as he squeezed your hand softly. Welt of tears were falling out your eyes uncontrollably. "I love you vith every part of my being, every grain of my body and soul. I vas incomplete before I met you and I can't see myself vithout you. You are the sun of my life. You keep me alive and going. I love you so fiercely; my heart can't contain it much longer. I need you to be mine, only mine, forever till eternity. Please." He said as he pulled out the ring. "Vill you marry me?"

You tackled Ludwig to the ground and screamed, "YESS! YESS! YEESSSSSS!" in his ear. Then you kissed him repeatedly, still on the ground. That began the first day of your eternity together.

This is the first part. I shall post more up later. I am doing them in parts because I really needed to update. Hope you like how it's going so far!