Ludwig vividly dreamed of their first argument. It was about a month after they started going steady and over text message. He wouldn't call it a fight; just a small disagreement, but Feliciano got tremendously upset over it. After they both cooled down and apologized, Feliciano called.

"Feliciano?" Ludwig asked after taking the call.

"I am so sorry!" Feli's voice was hoarse, Ludwig could hear him sobbing from the other line. "I am so stupid!"

"Feli," Ludwig took a deep breath. "It's alright, I-"

"No, it's not," Feliciano choked.

"Yes it is, I promise," Ludwig waited for another response but Feliciano didn't speak. "You are not stupid, Feliciano. This was really stupid argument but that doesn't make you stupid, too. I'm sorry, too, I already told you sorry but I'm even more sorry for making you cry," Ludwig could feel tears forming in his eyes while speaking and hearing his boyfriend's soft crying.

"Grazie, Lud," Feliciano answered back after a long pause.

"No problem, feeling better Feli? That's... That's what really matter now,"

"Ve,"

"You sure?"

"Ve,"

"I love you, Feli," He heard Feliciano's muffled laugh. "What's so funny?"

"You're very soft and sweet for someone so scary looking sometimes,"

"Looks don't always define someone,"

"I agree,"

"You're very strong and passionate for someone so flimsy looking sometimes,"

"What does that even mean?"

Ludwig shifted around under his blanket. "You're so strong emotionally and mentally. You can light up even the saddest people and bring out the best in anyone. If anyone would have been by my side all these years, I'm glad you're the one, even if you're one person compared to so many." Feliciano started to cry again. Ludwig wiped the tears in his eyes with his blanket. "I'll never regret meeting you,"

"I love you Ludwig," Feliciano whispered.

"I love you, too, Feliciano."

Ludwig awoke from the bright sunlight peeking through the blinds on the Vargas's guestroom's window. His hand still rested on the book he was reading in bed the night before. He set it on the bedside table and sat up.

He began to wonder why he dreamed of the phone call from weeks ago. So much has happened since then; Ludwig's parents finding out about them, a tough week of parting, and another week of reunion and Ludwig staying in the Vargas household.

Ludwig still couldn't believe he was living with Feliciano. It was actually Lovino who thought of the idea and had discussed it with Mr. and Mrs. Vargas before they met out in the rain that one night.

Ludwig nearly half-heartedly declined the offer, he didn't want to be more trouble to them, but Gilbert ended up convincing him. 'You need to get away from mom and dad right now,' he said. 'I'll take the blame,' He knew it was true, but he didn't want him to take the blame. After Ludwig finally agreed, Gilbert handed him his phone.

'It'll be okay, Ludwig, I promise.' And he was right; their parents were angry at first. He kept receiving phone calls and angry messages from them. They threatened to cut his phone off so he wasn't able to use it, find out where he was, and possibly send him to private school. Gilbert and Feliciano's family all told him to ignore the calls and messages. He left his phone off for three days and used Feliciano's to talk to Gilbert or sometimes Kiku or Alfred.

When he turned his phone back on, he looked through the messages and saw they progressively went from angry to worried. He left a quick voicemail to his mom telling her he was okay and turned his phone back off for the rest of the week.

This morning, he decided to turn it back on. Several message from his mom and dad were, of course, there. Several apologies, more pleas to come home, and a few 'I love you' messages here and there.

"Knock, knock!" Feliciano came into the room. "Good, you're up!" He slung himself onto the bed and hugged onto him tightly, separating Ludwig from his thoughts and his phone.

"How did you sleep, Feli?" Ludwig yawned, tiredly hugged him back and dropping his phone back on the nightstand by his book.

"Well," Feliciano answered, sitting back onto Ludwig's legs. "I got up an hour ago to make breakfast. You know what this means right?"

"Yes," Ludwig cleared his throat. "Lovino does the dishes."

Feliciano laughed. "No, you're on clean up duty today. Fratello is in charge of dinner!"

"Alright, alright," Ludwig kissed both his cheeks.

"Let's go eat," Feliciano hopped off the bed and reached out for him. Ludwig took his hand and dragged himself to his feet before giving his boyfriend a short kiss on the lips.

"Thank you, Feli," Ludwig told him.

"You're welcome," Feliciano looked up at him with his soft, golden eyes. Ludwig pressed his forehead against his.

"Really thanks for everything," Feliciano gave him another quick kiss. "I'll never regret fighting for you."

"I love you, Ludwig,"

"I love you, too, Feliciano,"

Before they left the room, Ludwig's phone went off.

One new text message: Gilbert Beilschmidt

Guess who mom and dad accept now? I'll give you one guess. Congrats, it's you. Love you, bruder, hope to see you soon.

End.

Thank you. Thank you for the support in writing this fic. It's one of my first and I hope it's good enough. Past the bluntness, I hope it was still appealing. Sadly, I wouldn't be writing the USUK side of this story, but I will continue the RusCan one (When the Snow Falls). I will be starting a Nordic 5 fanfiction (complete with DenNor and SuFin, also asexual!Iceland because why not) in possibly the same universe soon.

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