My roommate is not fancy:
"Ah, Good morning Ludwig," Daniel called from the kitchen while pouring himself a healthy cup of coffee. Ludwig racked a hand through his hair, still groggy from last night's affairs (a drinking contest between himself, Gilbert, Mathias and a certain Brit. Needless to say, the Brit passed out first).
He was a bit put-off by having the man in his kitchen without prior warning. Mainly because Ludwig was dressed in nothing more that flannel pants and a tank top, not at all appropriate for guest.
"Daniel," Ludwig took a seat at the kitchen table, trying to at least be polite, "I didn't know you would be here this morning."
The man in question sat across from him and handed the German the extra mug of coffee, a pleasant smile on his face, "Yes, well apparently neither did my sister. I swear that girl would forget her name if she didn't use it every day."
Ludwig could attest to that. He sipped the dark brew, pleased as it warmed him from head to toe. "What brings you here?"
"Family gathering at our parent's house." Daniel took a sip of his coffee, eyeing the staircase patiently. The young man was dressed rather nicely, fresh pressed slacks and a deep green button down that he had rolled up at the sleeves up to his elbows. Ludwig, realizing the silence that fell between them, was about to ask what kind of gathering but An'na came charging down the stairs grabbing both of their attention.
He eyed her curiously, was she unaware why her brother was here? Ludwig turned his gaze to Daniel, who had his lips pursed together, drumming his fingers on the coffee cup as if searching for words.
"An'na…" he paused, pondered then proceeded, "you're not wearing that." Ah so he had noticed the difference in their attire.
"What?" she responded looking down at her outfit. It wasn't…bad…just a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a loose fitted cotton shirt, one sleeve careless hanging off her shoulder. "This is the quickest thing I could find!"
Daniel smiled knowingly and sipped some coffee, "I'll wait. Mom won't mind if we're a little late."
An'na huffed like a child, crossing her arms over her chest, which made the sleeve fall down even more. Ludwig watched their exchange, feeling slightly awkward just sitting there. He opted to offer his advice but quickly disregarded. This wasn't his business, even if it was half of his house. So he chose to sip the black coffee instead, as An'na defeatedly sulked back up the stairs.
Daniel turned back to him, "You two seem to be getting along well," he admitted.
Ludwig blinked, not prepared for the statement. Then he shrugged, "We see each other in passing. Say the polite hello's and so forth."
Daniel nodded in understanding rotated his empty cup, "She isn't really a people person, but opens up on occasions."
"I've noticed."
An'na came back down the stairs, a new solid pair of skinny jeans on and a much dressier, loose-fitting tan shirt with matching flats. She didn't bother asking approve, but headed straight for the door. "I'm not changing anymore, let's go."
Daniel chuckled as both men stood, "She doesn't like going to these things."
"Too many people?" Ludwig joked and grabbed both empty cups
"Indeed. Thanks for the coffee and everything else." Everything else? Daniel was out the door before Ludwig could ask what that even meant.
A/N: Daniel is like the best big brother! So patient...and patient lol, unlike my brothers! Ugh, brothers! Anyways, you know the usual, review please. Fav or follow if you haven't done so already. Tootaloo!
-CeCe ~.^