Fanfic: Love and Churros Ch. 8 Sometimes, Brotherly Love Cannot Be Unseen.."Ahn, Ludwig. Lower . . ." Feliciano breathed as a certain German's hand trailed closer and closer to his vital regions.Ludwig always woke up before Feliciano. Everything Ludwig did, for that matter, was like clockwork. He woke up at 5:45 am, got up, showered, and was dressed by 6:05. He then went down, ate breakfast (always eggs, bread, jam, and black coffee) and was ready for paperwork by 6:30.He still sticks to this routine, for the most part, but every once in a while he finds himself straying since finding a little spontaneity in his life thanks to Feliciano. He now makes plans to be
Fanfic: Love and Churros Ch. 7 How Italians Are Like Fainting Goats..Lovino sighed with defeat. In retrospect he could have slept on the couch but Antonio's bed was far more comfortable. No, really."Come on. Let's just get you cleaned up first," he took Antonio by the arm gingerly as he hadn't quite discerned which body part was responsible for the carnage currently covering the front of his roommate.Antonio gave a sheepish smile and simply followed. They made their way into the bathroom."Sit down," Lovino commanded.Antonio put the lid down on the toilet and sat down."Idiot, where were you bleeding from anyway?" Lovino asked as he helped Antonio out of his
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