Part 5! i hope you enjoy it.
Ludwig swallowed hard, clearing his throat as he led Feliciano to a table for two by the window, he bit his lip, suddenly unable to look Feliciano in the eye.
"What would you like..?" he asked sheepishly, barely moving his lips.
Feliciano looked up at him, taking a seat, his mouth lulled open slightly, "Uh… just a latte please," he replied equally quietly.
Ludwig nodded and turned to walk to the counter to order, leaving Feliciano behind to ponder what had happened.
Ludwig hadn't answered him. Was that a no? Was that a bad thing? He shouldn't have asked, it was too soon, he hadn't been thinking, he should have kept his mouth shut, he felt like such an idiot, so embarrassed.
A similar thought track ran through Ludwig's mind: he should have said something, why hadn't he? He didn't want Feliciano to think he didn't like him. He'd have to reply when he got to the table, he had to say something to let him know he wasn't indifferent to him.
He ordered himself a caramel macchiato and Feliciano a latte, glancing back at him, his heart sinking at the odd look on his face. He had to tell him when he got back.
He bit his lip as he returned to the table, trying hard not to spill their drinks as he placed them on the surface, inhaling slowly and preparing himself to speak.
"Why didn't you answer..?" Feliciano voiced before Ludwig could speak, looking up at him briefly as he took his latte.
Ludwig swallowed hard, now unable to use the line he'd planned out in his head, sitting down and pulling his coffee to him, shifting uncomfortably as planned out his sentence.
"I just…" he began, still looking down at his drink, "Don't want to come off too strong. Even if you were to like me back, I don't want you to think I'm liking you just because you're famous." He bit his lip, holding back a smile, "I like you because you're a really nice man."
Feliciano perked up instantly, "I'm not a man yet," he said, smiling, "I like you too, I think you're very nice." He took a sip of his drink and let out a small happy huff before his continued, moving his leg under the table to rub the German's foot with his own. "I really like talking with you, you're interesting and you make me laugh."
"…I make you laugh?" Ludwig asked, frowning softly and sipping his own drink.
Feliciano nodded, "Yeah! You're really funny and you don't even know it, Ludwig."
Ludwig smiled, nodding softly, "I like talking to you too. You're always so upbeat, it makes me smile."
Feliciano chuckled softly, bowing his head a little to hide the wide smile on his face, "So we both like each other?" he said happily, "…What does that mean?"
The taller man swallowed hard, biting back a smile himself, he exhaled slowly and looked down at his cup, playing with a drop of coffee that had spilled over the rim. "I don't know if we could be boyfriends…" he said gently.
"Why not..?" Feliciano asked, his smile drooping, "If we both like each other, isn't that what's meant to happen?"
Ludwig nodded, "Ja, normally, but… this wouldn't be a normal relationship, Feliciano. You're on the road all the time, you don't even live in this country, or speak my language. I don't know if it would work for very long…"
Feliciano squeaked softly, looking away and taking another sip of his drink, trying to hide how much that had hurt him, "…I would still like to try anyway. We can video chat on the internet and we talk all the time already, I don't see how it would be different."
"Video chat..?" Ludwig said to himself, nodding softly, he looked him up and down slowly, lowering his voice, "…Our relationship would stay the same, we would just call each other 'boyfriend'?"
The smaller man nodded happily, letting out a squeak in agreement, "And I can come over sometimes, I come to Germany once a month at least anyway, I can see you then, and we can go out together!"
He nodded, still keeping his eyes on the Italian, "Ok, it wouldn't be too bad to try at least. If we agree it doesn't work then we can remain friends."
Feliciano nodded, smiling widely. He drank the last of his coffee and set down his cup, rubbing Ludwig's foot under the table, slightly disappointed that the action seemed to be going unnoticed.
Ludwig smiled in return, putting down his own empty cup and tapping his fingers on its side. "We should go for a walk, or something, there's a river near by, it's very pretty."
The other man chuckled, pulling his foot away and getting to his feet, "Si, let's go," he glanced over as some more people, a group of girls, entered the shop, "We should leave before someone recognises me, go somewhere quiet. It'll be nice."
Ludwig raised himself from his chair, his urge to leave growing as the girls set their eyes on Feliciano. He didn't want them to crowd him, to take his attention, as selfish as it sounded.
Feliciano took his hand and pulled him towards the door, smiling back at him as he led him through the doors.
"We're going to the river?" Ludwig asked tentatively, "We could go somewhere else if you want?"
The Italian shook his head, "The river will be fine, it sounds romantic…"
Ludwig bit his lip, turning his head to hide his blush, "Ja… It is I suppose, but," he forced a small chuckle, "I was suggesting it because the rest of the place is kind of a dump."
"Then why did you say we should go somewhere else? If the river is the nicest part?"
Ludwig shrugged, looking at his feet, "I don't know… I just want to do what you want to."
He jolted softly as he felt Feliciano squeeze his hand, he bit his lip and squeezed back, looking down at him as they walked towards the river.
"I don't know what I want to do," the smaller man said, "I don't know this place, you could take me anywhere and still be happy," he let out a small 'uh', "As long as it's no where dangerous. My brother would kill me if I got hurt and couldn't preform tomorrow."
Ludwig nodded in understanding, slowing as they came to the river, "I suppose it is your livelyhood." He smiled softly as Feliciano swung their hands, giving a small hum as he looked up and down the river. "Would you like to sit down, or walk a bit?"
Feliciano shrugged, grinning widely, "Walking would be nice." He gave the taller man's hand a small tug as he began to walk down the path, looking down the small slope that led to the water and letting out a small gasp. "Look Ludwig, ducklings," he cooed, stopping and crouching, watching them play.
Ludwig crouched next to him, looking over at them, smiling at the boy's fascination. When they'd first met part of him had expected Feliciano to be spoiled or stuck up, but having got to know him he seemed so innocent and sweet.
He couldn't believe how lucky he was, there were thousands of people who would give anything to meet Feliciano let alone have him as their boyfriend.
The realisation of it hadn't fully hit him yet but he was sure it would once they parted, he could feel it starting to spark in his stomach, a small flame of happiness warming him which he was sure would explode out of him in a fit once he allowed himself to accept it.
But there was no way in hell he'd let himself show that in front of the Italian, partially through fear of scaring him off.
His trance was broken as Feliciano let out a small chuckle, pulling away and standing up. Ludwig followed him, holding a grin back as Feliciano took his hand again.
"We should keep walking," Ludwig said softly, "Before the mother gets mad." Feliciano nodded walking along the path, glancing back at the ducks. "…Does it bother you?" Ludwig began to ask, "How all the girls are obsessed with you. I saw the way they looked at you in the coffee shop."
Feliciano shrugged, "Not really… Maybe a little but you get used to it. Plus I make them happy and I like that, but being photographed all the time is kind of annoying I guess." He smiled softly, "I hope it doesn't worry you. Most of what we do other people will talk about."
Ludwig frowned, he knew it wouldn't be easy to keep their private life private, but they could still try.
"It's ok," he said sharply, "It's part of being with you. I might not like it as much as the other bits, but you take the good and the bad."
Feliciano nodded, smiling softly and pressing himself against Ludwig's side, "Yeah… I don't mind the bad bits."
Ludwig smiled and nodded, wrapping his arm around the smaller man, feeling him nuzzle into him slightly, "Me either."
Feliciano hummed contently, but jolted soddenly as the phone in his pocket began to ring. He pulled out his phone and looked at the screen, it was his alarm, telling him to go back to the tour bus.
"…I have to go back," he said sadly, pressing himself harder against Ludwig's side, as if he wanted more than anything to stay.
Ludwig let out a small huff as they stopped in the middle of the path, "Ok," he said weakly.
They turned and walked back towards the centre of the town, Feliciano nuzzling against Ludwig's side as they walked, Ludwig pulling him closer and squeezing him softly.
"Ludwig," Feliciano asked softly as the got to the end of the sort path, smiling and blushing slightly as he pulled away, "…Can we kiss? Before I leave…"
Ludwig bit his lip, watching as Feliciano turn to face him.
"Please," the smaller man said quietly.
Ludwig nodded, placing his hand on Feliciano's hip and bending down slightly to peck his lips, closing his eyes for a moment before pulling away.
Feliciano smiled up at him, blushing deeply and giggling. He swayed slightly on his feet and pulled Ludwig down into another quick kiss before pulling away. "I'll talk to you when I get back on the bus," he said softly, lingering for a second before beginning to walk off.
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