ｔｈｅ ｂａｌｃｏｎｙ ｂｅｌｏｗ ｍｅ

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As he was slipping his outside gloves on, he felt the German pull the hat over his head. "Oh, boy. Thanks, Lud." With a teasing smile, he scooted the hat up so it wasn't quite so much over his eyes. "This is warmer, though." As Lud left the car, Feliciano followed, shutting the door gently behind them before waiting for another cue from his partner. At the nod, Feliciano grabbed the Luggage handle from the taller German, fitting it into his glove securely before approaching the house.

A few steps from the door, he suddenly halted. "Do we... I mean, do I just... go in? Follow you? I mean how does—" Feliciano stuttered, still not knowing why he was so hesitant. In a day he honestly may be barging in like he owned the place. He did that a lot, not to make people angry, but just because he didn't really know any better when limits weren't explicitly placed. Some may call it endearing, but some were pretty irritated. "Where is everyone?" He murmured, expecting, well... he didn't know what he expected. It was a lot to take in. And he still wasn't sure if he should greet them in German or not! That'd be the polite thing to do, wouldn't it?

[ aha that's fine, don't worry about it. uwu ]

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Following Feliciano enter the house, he set his luggage to the side, and allowed Ludwig's hand to comfortably press against the Italian's back. "Shhh, I'll handle it, it'll be alright," he comforted, pressing a soft, affectionate kiss to Feliciano's forehead. Slowly, the blond inhaled and held onto the scarf around his neck as he walked down the hallway. He missed this house sometimes, his home his whole life until he went to London. The old, familiar sound of the floorboards creaking accompanied by the obnoxious sounds of his family laughing and speaking coming from the living room.

He cautiously stepped into the living room, Gilbert being the first one to react by practically rolling over the headrest over the court and frantically scrambling to his feet. Ludwig couldn't help but frown as he brother made a beeline to Feli rather than to his brother. Gilbert was definitely set on the brunet, grinning from ear-to-ear and giving one of his trademark laughs. "Ha, Feli! You look great! Did the flight mess Up your hearing? It does that sometimes. Haha, oh, dammit, you have to meet everyone else, but it would be far cooler just to talk to the awesome me." The albino proceed to smile again, holding onto one of the boy's hands and bring him over to Ludwig.

Lucky for Ludwig, he was being greeted by Albrecht and Christoph. Also, lucky for Feliciano, the each of them only offered him a simple greeting and shake of the hand before something started beeping in the kitchen, causing Albrecht to walk away. After speaking with his brothers, Mr. Beilschmidt, aka Opa, walked forward and gave the young blond a hug, their conversation being in German before Opa looked over Ludwig shoulder and approached Feliciano with a open hand to shake. "What's your grandfather's name?" He questioned, having the same calculating and thinking look that had been passed down to Ludwig. Albeit, at the question, Ludwig frowned and a groan could be heard from both Christoph and Gilbert. Especially Gilbert who voiced an opinion quietly: "God, the old fart thinks everyone's related to someone he knows now."

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As beautiful as the home was, Feliciano found himself enjoying watching Ludwig even more. The taller man had such subtle facial changes, it was almost like watching a sculpture... not that he'd ever say that out loud. Well, maybe he would. Sometimes Feli wasn't sure if he was even in charge of the things he said. But whatever the German did, Feliciano was still happiest with the little kisses Lud spared for him.

Feli entered the living room just behind Ludwig, but somehow even more cautiously. With a smile brought forth by the family scene, he stopped at the door, unwilling to interrupt completely. Feliciano was a bit startled at Gilbert's greeting, and hearing the soft sigh from Lud, Feli knew he was taken off guard as well. "Hello, Gil." The Italian replied warmly, with a small hug. "Thank you. And all the flight did was make everything sound German." He winked, unable to stop himself from making that joke. As he was dragged over to Lud, he noted again how dissimilar the two seemed. That was quite amusing to him, especially since they really did get on well, despite what either brother may say.

At the polite greetings, Feli was relieved. They were all kind without focusing too much on him, or making Ludwig feel awkward. At Ludwig's grandfather's calculated question, though, he was taken off guard for a brief moment. "Oh? No, it's fine, of course! Grandpa knows a lot of people. In fact, I brought—" He rummaged awkwardly in his satchel before pulling out a bottle of his grandfather's best wine—"for schmoozing and special occasions," was what Nonno had said when he'd placed it in Feli's apartment—that he'd brought along. Don't ask how he'd gotten it through customs. Magic, he supposed. "Here. For you." He handed it to the family Patriarch, accompanied with his brightest smile. "He puts all his information on it—says he wants to hear from customers."

[ what the ever-loving hell is rome's fanon human name tho is it just Roma I can't get an answer ]

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[ i have no clue like there are people who use roma and then people who use romulus, and if you're like me, both are good. ]

The older German rolled the wine in his hands, looking at the Italian and muttering his thanks. The grandfather didn't return the smile, but turned and headed into the kitchen, taking to his grandsons in German.

Ludwig turned on his heel, gently smiling at Feliciano next to him. "You...uh... want to go upstairs? Get settled in, I think we're stuck with leftovers because it's late." He looked at his watch before feeling too awkward to reach and grab Feliciano's especially with his family there. Gilbert would probably catcall (something stupid) and Ludwig, in return, would punch him in the face. That wouldn't be a good note to start Feliciano's night off with it. He pressed his hand to the other's back before grabbing their suitcases and heading to the staircase.

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[ see either is totally fine for me, too ]

Feliciano would be lying if he said his smile didn't falter at that reaction, but he pulled himself together fairly quickly, giving the elder a tiny bow of the head just to be safe. When he'd left, Feli shuffled as close to Ludwig as he could. "He's not mad, right?" Whispering so as not to offend anyone, Feli leaned up, even closer. "It's hard to tell, sometimes, with your expressions. I can see that's genetic, huh?" Only able to catch the occasional word from the kitchen, Feli tried to move on, a little despondent that there was no reaction altogether. He wanted to know, wouldn't it be funny if their grandparents really did know one another?

Feeling that warm hand against the small of his back, he smiled. Lud was usually guiding and protective, but Feliciano hadn't endured it for long. Endured isn't the right word, actually, not at all, as the Italian absolutely adored the attention. "Sure thing, Lud. Lead the way." He snatched his own suitcase right away, though, trying to be helpful and refusing to let Ludwig do all the work as per usual. "And I know I'm hungry most of the time, yes, but I definitely don't mind leftovers, because I am very hungry." As he followed down the corridor, Feli found himself paying too much attention to the decor—beautiful art, of course—and Ludwig's... well, Ludwig's everything. Ludwig. He was so pretty, and yes, Feli was really tired and confused, but Lud was still such an anchor for the little Italian that it wasn't even funny. Forgetting to pay attention to where they were going was sure to get him lost later, but he didn't care. Instead, he wrapped his free hand around the other's waist, moving himself closer.

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To try to grab the suitcase from Feliciano's grip, Ludwig clumsily almost few forward, catching himself on the staircase's railing. Difficult, this one was. He flashed him a teasingly disapproving look, thumbing up the staircase. There was so much woodwork in their house, even on the railings of the staircase. Walking down the corridor, he counted the doors like he had always done as child to come to his, a large oak wood door and with an old sign from when he was child reading: "Ludwig. Lassen Sie sich." He smiled in embarrassment at how childish the sign was, but it was true, since Gilbert snooped into his room when they were younger. He almost jumped in surprise at the sudden feeling of a hand on his waist to gain ground towards Feliciano. Letting go of the bag and letting it rest against the wall, he turned to face him.

"My room's really embarrassing, okay? And I haven't been in it since last year, so it might be dusty." Ludwig warned him in advanced, meeting the soft, liquid golden amber eyes. Just looking into Feliciano's eyes, he didn't realize until it hit him in the moment that he could have him to himself the whole rest of the day (technically night). A candle was practically melting within his chest, it was so warm and a burning desire keep the Italian to himself. Feliciano had a life outside of him, though, it wouldn't be the best to get too possessive. Besides that, he was just so prefect. There were people who mattered, people who Ludwig would be willing to do anything for, but his boyfriend was on a whole other level of his own. It took him too long to come to his senses on how precious and how much Feliciano needed protecting (although he was capable himself, Ludwig could be too overprotective), how much their friendship meant to him because someone had never made him feel like this before. It was a new experience, a thrilling and unpredictable one, new feelings that was growing onto the stoic man, and he was beginning to become rather fond of the new set of emotions.

[ i had said "feel like this before, feel like this before." I feel like this post is going riddled with errors since I'm literally falling asleep at the roleplaying wheel ]

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Feli shook his head with a smile, dismissing the concerns. "I wouldn't judge you, you know that." Pressing himself tighter against Ludwig's side to reassure him, he opened the door himself. The other seemed to be preoccupied in his head again, so Feli gave him a peck on the cheek before dragging his suitcase in. "O-oh Lud, what a cute room. Look at all this stuff!" He pranced around the room, practically cooing. Occasionally stopping to inspect trinkets or decorations, he ended up back by Ludwig, before plopping himself down on the bed. Which, ultimately, was when he noticed that there was no reason for either of them to sleep on any floor at all. "We can both fit in this bed, Ludwig." He said matter-of-factly, oblivious to any inappropriateness to the situation—it wasn't at all improper to him—and assuming the issue would be a spatial one. "It's not even close. Why would you sleep on the floor?" Before he got an answer, though, he was distracted by a fluffy visitor.

Hopping up and off the bed in excitement, he held out his hand to the canine companion and let it lick his hand. "Puppy! Aster puppy?" He questioned, looking at Ludwig for confirmation before enveloping the fluffy golden dog in a big bear hug. He was incredibly lucky he hadn't met any mean dogs yet, honestly. "When did you get here, beautiful?" He cooed, petting the dog gently but thoroughly. "Yes, you're very cute. Yes you are." Feliciano giggled as the puppy licked his face, ultimately falling over backwards to avoid continuing licks, but just ending up covered in happy dog. "I love her, help me." He called, in-between fits of happy laughter and soft woofs.

[ I am so sorry I needed to dog I love dog I need dog I do not have dog ]

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The walls inside the room were a soft pale blue, thin white curtains covering the two windows. The only details that were notable enough were the model airplanes, two attached to the ceiling and two on his dresser. He was such nerd, with his airplanes and an old chemistry set sitting in the bookshelf. There was a bunch of things floating around his room that even Ludwig forgot existed until Feliciano went around and inspected everything. The blush exploded on his face all of a sudden, he knew that Feliciano didn't mean it in an inappropriate way, since he was mostly too innocent while Ludwig on the other hand, was not. He felt a soft body slip past his leg, Aster sniffing his leg before bouncing over to his companion. He couldn't help but smile seeing Aster take an immediate liking, climbing onto Feliciano and excessively licking him. He was a bit shocked though when he fell over, so Ludwig cautiously approached him. He didn't want the Italian knocking his head on the floor. "Feli? Are you okay?" He took a seat besides him on to the floor, turning his head to see both Blackie and Berlitz coming into the room. "Oh, here they come..." He smiled, reaching out and petting Blackie while Berlitz went for Feliciano too.

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Managing to sit up but still keep Aster close, Feli smiled. "Of course I'm okay! Hello other puppies." He murmured, voice loving. Petting all three at random intervals (when they were closest, Aster got extra due to basically sitting on him), he reveled in the attention. Dogs were so nice and friendly and loyal, Feliciano just adored it. He always felt loved when puppies were around. Ludwig, though, still seemed to have a residual blush. "You're flushed again, you alright?" Feli noted, concern flickering on his face. "I didn't do something wrong, did I?" Nudging the dogs, he pointed at the German and said "Get him, puppies." Though they probably had no idea what he was saying, they followed the point and all began nuzzling and licking their old friend. With a wide smile, Feliciano just sat back and enjoyed the sight, before lunging forward in a hug that enveloped (parts of, anyway) all of the individuals in front of him.

[ I didn't even notice aha. Also, thanks for describing everything, It really helps me! ovo ]

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Ludwig was going to have to take a shower tonight. Dog slobber and having been in the airplane, he was bound to smell a bit weird today. He rolled his eyes, seeing Feliciano heading right towards him and the pile of dogs. "We need to start unpacking..." Despite saying that, he wrapped his arms around the Italian, gently pulling slightly more on top of him accompanied by a smile. His hands lingered around Feliciano's waist, making sure just to tickle the soft flesh there just a little bit.

[ of course! ;) ]