Feliciano had decided the moment he woke up that he was going to have a wonderful morning.

The morning sun had baked his bedroom with the delicious smell of afterglow, and the soreness in his limbs made him beam to himself. Curling deeper into the covers, he turned to the left to move closer to his newly established boyfrie-

Wait.

Blinking blearily, he focused on the lack of sexy German immigrant that should be lying next to him. Yawning, Feliciano concluded that Ludwig must be in the bathroom cleaning himself off since he fell asleep almost immediately after…well you know!

Stretching and groaning slightly, he moved lazily towards the bathroom in his room. Flicking on the lights, he finally realized that here, too, there was no Ludwig. Hm, he must've used a bathroom in the hallway.

After morning stretches, and crying alittle from the pain in his back, he quickly brushed his teeth and pulled on his robe. He would make a lovely breakfast for his Ludwig, though he wasn't exactly sure what Germans ate in the morning…

"Ve… Ludwig?" He traveled down the hall, past pictures of his Grandfather and Grandmother towards the kitchen. "Ludwig?"

Ludwig was standing in the foyer peering out of the window, his mouth slightly agape. Something interesting outside must be happening! Taking this opportunity, Feliciano draped himself over the blonde. "What is it?" he murmured warmly. The blonde stiffened, and turned slowly towards Feliciano.

Oh, those eyes were so blue! Like crystal; Feliciano could stare at them forever. They were the kind of eyes that pierced you-oh! So much like cupid's arrow! Feliciano swooned a bit before smiling warmly and meeting those eyes. "Did you find something interesting outside?"

"Um… whose Lamborghini is that?"

"Oh! Mine! It was a gift from Lovino." Feliciano smiled wider. "It was originally going to be a Jaguar XF, but Lovino said he saw the Aventador and thought of me! Plus Grandfather only approve of Italian made cars! I didn't know you liked cars! I love cars! We should go to some car shows and get icecream and meet Lovino and Antonio there and-"

"Feliciano."

"Hmm?" Oh, Ludwig was so nice to look at, his hair was mussed and it looked so much better than when he slicked it back like he normally did at work. Feliciano could just reach up and touch it! He reached up and ran his hands through it the mess, tugging gently on the strands still bonded by cheap hair gel. Ludwig stiffened alittle again, maybe he wasn't used to this kind of touch. Feliciano wanted so much to be a good boyfriend. "Ve, Ludwig what would you like for breakfast? Do you know what time it is?"

"Um… I don't know where my phone is."

"Oh! Don't worry! We have Grandfather's clock!" joyfully Feliciano turned to towards an old cuckoo clock that Grandfather had said he had received from a friend from Germany. It was almost eleven. Hm… Oh well, he had slept in later before.

"It's almost eleven? I have to get home. Do you know where my car is?" Ludwig asked in a worried tone, still looking over his shoulder towards the front door. Feliciano yawned and headed towards the refrigerator to pull out ingredients. "Your car is still at Vinci's. We will get it after breakfast. Or brunch I guess! Is that what Americans call it?" Feliciano shrugged and continued making quiche. Ludwig was acting strangely as opposed to last night.

Last night after Ludwig had upset Feliciano, the blonde came looking for him, and during his apology Feliciano quickly confessed how he had always felt about Ludwig. How he admired him, how he loved him, and wanted him to love him back. The kiss Ludwig had given him was enough to explain to Feliciano that Ludwig was indeed his boyfriend now. And it was confirmed when he asked if Ludwig wanted to come back home with him and the blonde agreed. From the moment they unlocked the door, they made love. Feliciano forgot the number of places Ludwig had held him, whether in Ludwig's lap on the leather sofa, or against the granite countertops of the kitchen, or for one last time on Feliciano's bed before passing out.

It had been wonderful.

Last night Ludwig exposed a different side of himself. He was still quiet, but less reserved. His shyness to touch was replaced with tenacity. His eyes smoldered sapphire as opposed to being cold ice. Feliciano wanted to talk endlessly with Ludwig, learn everything about his boyfriend. He wanted to make him lunch and clean his house and have wonderful sex.

But this morning was different. Stiffly, Ludwig sat himself on the bar, wincing alittle at the cold granite. Feliciano beamed and proudly went on cooking.

"My Grandfather made my Grandmother this quiche every Sunday morning before they went to church. And every Sunday morning Grandmother would throw the quiche at him and yell that she hated it. Grandmother was such a feisty woman." He laughed. "What about your family?"

"My Grandfather raised my brother and I."

Feliciano's eyes widened. "Ve! You are an orphan? So am I!" Feliciano set down the pan to let the quiche begin to cook and sauntered over to leaned over the bar and look at Ludwig-who quickly averted his eyes. "You can look me in the eye. I don't mind." Those eyes looked at him quickly before turning down again. Sighing dramatically, Feliciano went and checked on the quiche. "Last night was wonderful."

"O-oh. Yeah? I'm glad."

Feliciano beamed, poking the quiche alittle before jiggling the pan to loosen the pie and sliding it onto a plate. "Yes, all of it was wonderful. We should go out again soon! Lets have dinner after work on Monday!"

"Oh? S-sure."

Feliciano smiled. "Mhmm. "

With practiced ease Feliciano returned to Vinci and delivered Ludwig to his car. Ludwig seemed alittle uncomfortable with the doors that flipped upwards when he stumbled out. The blonde stuck his hands loosely in his pockets and nodded coolly.

"Th-Thank you for breakfast."

Feliciano reached into the back of the car and pulled out Ludwig's leather jacket; there he would find his phone and keys. "No problem. I'll call you soon. Be sure to check your phone!" Feliciano smiled warmly as Ludwig took the jacket sleeve, in which he quickly yanked it forward to send the blonde tumbling and into the brunette's lips. After a quick and satisfying kiss, Ludwig stumbled away and quickly dug into his pockets for his keys. With that Feliciano drove away, watching his boyfriend in the corner of his rear-view mirror.

The Monday after was normal for Ludwig, he left Gilbert there passed out on the couch and went out into the cold spring morning. The cold stung his nose alittle, but it was nothing like the spring mornings in Germany. The biting chill of his homeland was definitely something he did not miss.

After a relatively peaceful drive home Ludwig parked in his typical parking space and went towards the elevators to take him to the main building from the parking garage.

"Ah! Ludwig!"

Grimacing, Ludwig stopped and waited for Antonio who also worked in his sector. "Good morning, my friend." Antonio said through his scarf that snuggly went up to his nose.

"Good morning." Ludwig said courteously. Antonio said something indecipherable before rolling his eyes and pulling down his scarf. Antonio smiled at him a little, but it was off. Something was definitely off about that smile-no, smirk.

"So… I heard you had a good weekend no? You made someone very happy."

Ludwig froze at that, his eyes narrowed and he walked a little slower, smiling nervously. "What? What did you hear? What, did Gilbert drunk dial you?"

"No, he hasn't done that for a couple months. Someone else. The brother of a very, very, dear friend of mine. "

"O-oh." Ludwig pressed hurriedly on the down button, wanting the elevator to come quickly. "Mhm." Antonio winked at him. "Take care, you know?"

Take care?

What the hell did that mean?

Ludwig ran a hand over his face as soon as Antonio was in his respective cubicle. Someone knew, someone had found out about his… Possible… You know.

Take care.

The day went on with an aura of suspicion, Ludwig constantly felt like people were watching him, but when he turned his head-everyone seemed normal. Ivan had broken the printer again and was passively arguing with Alfred about it, normal behavior for those two. Roderich, Ludwig's supervisor continually harassed his secretary about changing the music playing from the radio that went throughout the entire office-also normal behavior. It was a typical Monday at Hetalia Corp; everyone was tired from their weekend and working at 50% as opposed to the normal 75% and possible 80%. It was too normal. Way too normal.

The day continued like that until mail delivery came. Even that was normal. Mail delivery was extremely important to Feliciano, who came down the floor with his cart shouting names and flinging documents out to be caught ideally in midair. The throws were weak usually and ended up with documents on the floor, and a considerate employee setting it on the desk of the respective owner. Feliciano was normal(for Feliciano at least), yelling names and throwing mail, with Roderich shouting at him to be careful with the copies of some bills he needed to look over.

That was until the brunette reached Ludwig's desk. Carefully, the proposals that Ludwig needed to look over were gathered out of their holder and set gently in the "Incoming" basket Ludwig had nailed to the outside of his cubicle. It was such a tender and quiet action; which caused everyone to stop and look. Afterwards Feliciano knocked tenderly on the slide of the cubicle, causing the blond to peek over it at him. "Yes?" he asked carefully. Feliciano's face brightened red as he reached under the cart and pulled out a tumbler of coffee. He reached over and quickly handed it to Ludwig, blowing a kiss gently towards him and zooming down the rest of the floor shouting names and throwing mail.

Almost instantaneously, Alfred involved himself. "Well, well Kraut. I never thought you were an ass man." The insinuation was gross and many of the only employees scoffed while returning to work. Ludwig coughed alittle, "Th-this isn't exactly an environment suitable for that kind of talk."

"Right, right. Just…Damn. I never thought the rumors were true. Take care man."

Take care?

What the fuck did that mean?

Suddenly Ludwig's day began to get a whole lot crappier.

Employees openly talked about him-shushing only when he walked directly by, and every time someone came to discuss a proposal with him and how to edit it, they couldn't stop staring at him for seemingly no reason.

Patience was running thin. And no one liked Ludwig when he had no patience.

Generally , the man was seemingly a large quiet and shy teddy bear. Rarely did he get upset, because almost immediately he composed himself and kept to his own business. He hated lack of control, especially in himself. Becoming angry meant losing control; something he did often as a child, and often it ended badly either for him or Gilbert-or both if Grandfather found out. Of all things he had to control himself. So, Ludwig often did things that would blow off steam, he ran every morning before work usually, worked out in a gym on Wednesdays, and made homemade sausage on Thursdays. If he was feeling especially wound up, he would… relieve himself in the bathroom while Gilbert was out. All regimented to prevent the loss of control. Gilbert may have said to hell with control years ago, but not slow and steady Ludwig.

Though, the one time it felt good was today. Today was a great day to lose control. Especially all over Alfred's face.

To clarify, Ludwig had tried his best to ignore the taunts of "Kraut" and "Don't worry his ass will loosen up." … Though the final straw was… "Where are your hot pink pants?". Ludwig was not a homophobe, early on in life he had learned to accept people even if their differences made him uncomfortable. But he had also learned that he was not gay. And he did not like being mislabeled or labeled at all. So MAYBE something questionable happened with Feliciano Friday night. He couldn't even remember it, so therefore it didn't count. And MAYBE Feliciano was acting a little more strangely than he normally did, but the Italian immigrant was always a little idiotic and dramatic.

Ludwig unfurled his fist and stared at Alfred, who was cursing and covering his bleeding nose screaming for someone to get an ambulance. Several others crowded around them, some shaking their heads while others asked what had happened. Matthew from accounting reached down and pulled up Alfred, worriedly pulling away the bloody hand while Alfred screamed of going towards the light.

"Alfred-Alfred, stop. Stop! SHUT UP!" the two almost identical men stared at one and other before the longer haired of the two sighed. "It's not that bad. Your nose doesn't even look broken. I'll take you to a Centra Care to get it looked at. "

By this point Alfred was groaning as if he had been shot , and Matthew carefully pulled up the other and dragged him down the hall towards the bathroom to be cleaned up.

And to top it off, the elevator dinged, revealing a blur of brown hair and a blue shirt racing down the hall towards Ludwig only to crash into him. Hands clung desperately to him as small pants filled the air.

"Oh Ludwig! I was so worried about you! I was scared that someone had hurt you! Someone texted Antonio and told him what was going on! But you won! Oh Ludwig, I love you! And-"

"Feliciano." Ludwig could already feel himself losing control. If this continued then it could definitely end with-

But the idiot kept on babbling incessantly.

"I would hate for anything to happen to you Ludwig! You have no idea how much I love you and how much you mean to me-"

"Shut up."

Feliciano looked up at him, finally. "W-what?"

"Shut up. Get off of me."

Slowly the brunette drew those hands away, worry on his face. "Ludwig, I thought we were-

"We're not anything! What has you acting like we're some kind of couple, because we are not Feliciano!"

"But Ludwig… You're my boyfriend…"

"I'm not anything! I'm straight! I'm not gay! So just stop with this fantasy you have! At this point Ludwig was grinding his teeth, furiously keeping himself from throttling the other.

Feliciano's big brown eyes watered instantaneously, and he sniffed and sniveled towards the elevator, shoulders slumped. He rubbed at his eyes while waiting for it to open before stepping inside. He did not wait to start wailing before it closed completely.

And then Ludwig realized he was alone in a room full of people who really were not into him right now.

A/N: Haha! If you have any questions you would like for me to answer, ask me on my tumblr which is on my profile. :D

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