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"(y/n)." A stern yet soft voice says, causing you to flutter your eyes open. "Vake up, it's time for our run."
A groan escapes your lips as you turn around, burying your face into the warm sheets. "Ludwig, it's five in the morning! Can't we skip the morning run, just today? Please, I just want to sleep. . ."
You hear him sigh, a bit upset. "Liebe, I don't think zhat's a good idea. Zhen you'll vant to skip tomorrow, and zhe day after--"
You sit up slowly and look over at him, a small pout on your lips. "Just today, please? I promise we'll go tomorrow."
Ludwig thinks about it for a minute, then sighs. "Fine."
You smile tiredly and lie down, watching as he does the same. You slowly pull the blanket over the both of you, finding the fact that he cares so much about exercise adorable, but kind of. . .weird at the same time.
"Want to cuddle?" You question, your voice cutting through the silence. Secretly, that had been your one motive to stay in bed longer, but you knew he'd simply say that the both of you could've done that later.
But you didn't want to do that later, you wanted to feel his warmth now, even if you had all throughout the night but--that doesn't even matter now. You convinced him to skip the run!
He glances over at you, his ice blue eyes boring into your (e/c) ones, disappointment printed on his face due to the fact you wanted to sleep in. A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips as you lay your head on the German's chest, snuggling up to him almost immediately. You feel him tense up, but he soon wraps his strong arms around you.
"Ich liebe dich, (y/n)." Ludwig whispers, planting a kiss on your head. Your fingers trace circles on his toned chest, smiling slightly.
"I love you too, Luddy."
A groan escapes your lips as you turn around, burying your face into the warm sheets. "Ludwig, it's five in the morning! Can't we skip the morning run, just today? Please, I just want to sleep. . ."
You hear him sigh, a bit upset. "Liebe, I don't think zhat's a good idea. Zhen you'll vant to skip tomorrow, and zhe day after--"
You sit up slowly and look over at him, a small pout on your lips. "Just today, please? I promise we'll go tomorrow."
Ludwig thinks about it for a minute, then sighs. "Fine."
You smile tiredly and lie down, watching as he does the same. You slowly pull the blanket over the both of you, finding the fact that he cares so much about exercise adorable, but kind of. . .weird at the same time.
"Want to cuddle?" You question, your voice cutting through the silence. Secretly, that had been your one motive to stay in bed longer, but you knew he'd simply say that the both of you could've done that later.
But you didn't want to do that later, you wanted to feel his warmth now, even if you had all throughout the night but--that doesn't even matter now. You convinced him to skip the run!
He glances over at you, his ice blue eyes boring into your (e/c) ones, disappointment printed on his face due to the fact you wanted to sleep in. A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips as you lay your head on the German's chest, snuggling up to him almost immediately. You feel him tense up, but he soon wraps his strong arms around you.
"Ich liebe dich, (y/n)." Ludwig whispers, planting a kiss on your head. Your fingers trace circles on his toned chest, smiling slightly.
"I love you too, Luddy."
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It was a cool spring morning and the first rays of the rising sun were warming the darkened sky. Besides the faint chatter of a few birds through your closed window, the world was silent and peaceful and still. Until your alarm went off, that is. The shrill, high sound blasted through your bedroom and hammered into your skull.
You fumbled for the off switch before simply ripping the plug out of the wall. “Stupid alarm clock, stupid mornings, stupid Ludwig.” You muttered darkly. Your voice was muffled by the pillow you had buried your head in.
You felt horrible. Your stomach ached, your throat was dry and burned ached with every
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Tried to make some fluff so here you go !! I do not own Hetalia or Ludwig.
Hope you all enjoy!
p.s this is my first DA so, sorry if it sucks.
Hope you all enjoy!
p.s this is my first DA so, sorry if it sucks.
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