ｔｈｅ ｂａｌｃｏｎｙ ｂｅｌｏｗ ｍｅ

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[ don't worry about a thing ovo take care of your brian, they need rest & love. In other news, SORRY FOR LATE. ]

Feliciano couldn't help but let out a bright laugh at the comment. "Is that a polite way of telling me I'm grungy? Hope I don't smell too bad or anything." He grimaced. "Wait, do I smell like plane? Because planes smell disgusting." Taking a covert sniff, he was relieved that he wasn't actually disgusting, but he should probably clean up all the same. "I'm gonna take a shower, then, if that's okay. I hate the idea that I smell anything less than amazing." Just because he'd get embarrassed, Feliciano winked at the German—taking pride in the fact that he really did smell nice almost all the time, like spices and sweet things, depending on the day.

Moving a bit, Feli realized that he was sort of trapped, though. "You're going to have to let go, first, I guess." Feli smiled brightly, squeezing the other's arm in a teasing manner. "Not that I actually wa-a-ant to leave, but I should take a shower, like you said. And uh, you'll have to help me find where the towels are. Because you probably don't want me wandering around your house leaving puddles and mortifying everyone." He threatened lightly, giving Lud a completely serious—well, for Feli—look. "Because the problem is, I'll do it. You know me, nothing fazes me but scary things. Plus, the incentive is you being horrifyingly embarrassed, and that's pretty great." Feli grinned, already trying not to laugh. He'd better follow that up with assurance. "Don't worry, it's Christmas. I'll try not to do anything too embarrassing." He murmured, presenting Lud with a peck on the cheek before attempting to untangle himself.

[ hope your week went okay ♥︎ ]

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Talking about how Feliciano exactly smelled like in this moment, Ludwig couldn't help but, you know, smell. "You do smell a bit like an airplane." He chuckled just a little bit. It wasn't that overpowering from the usual scent of his boyfriend's, but no one liked smelling like an airplane or not cleansing after being in one. A great place to get sick from due to the air being recycled. At the wink that Ludwig caught, he attempted to bite back a small smile and a roll of the eyes.

"Yes, we do not want a naked Feliciano aimlessly wandering around the house," Ludwig mumbled, sadly detaching from Feliciano. Aw, he was soft and warm. At least once Feliciano got his butt in the shower he would be warmer from the water, but the other drawback was that he would be damp. Taking sometime to stretch in a sitting position, Ludwig pulled down the covers and stood up from the bed, heading to the closet to grab Feliciano a towel that he would need for his shower.

[ this week was so weird ]

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"Augh, no." He mourned, casting his eyes to the sky in show. "The dreaded plane smell is upon me, run, ye mortals." Smile playing on his lips, he nuzzled up against Ludwig once more. After an absurd amount of stretch ing himself, he made an almost-purring noise, reluctant to leave the warmth. Feliciano was known to prolong getting up, if only to avoid cold for as long as possible. Finally surrendering, though, Feli sat up at last. Maybe it was because Lud was no longer there, but who's to say for sure? Well, it was definitely that. Feliciano didn't have a ton of willpower, and he knew if the German had continued to hold onto him, he'd probably never leave unless there was lots of tasty food involved.

With a hesitant touch of his toes to the floor, Feli tested whether or not it was safe enough to stand. It was cold, unfortunately, but the promise of a warm shower and the lack of icy burning were enough incentive to push him on."We'd better not get sick from this plane nonsense." He quipped, pushing himself off the bed with enough momentum to dash after Ludwig, relying heavily on his boyfriend for direction. Determinedly avoiding the ground, he stepped lightly on the other's feet, making himself a bit of a nuisance as he balanced there on the much warmer feet & waited for a towel.

[ oh boy, don't I know it ]

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Since it was Christmas, and a bit too early to be yelling, Ludwig just let Feliciano stand on top of his feet, only offering a small glare at him. It was a good thing that the Italian was shorter, so all he had to do was look over to him to see what he was doing but the task of grabbing a towel like this was still difficult. Like someone upped the difficulty level on a boyfriend video game. He took a long towel and gently draped it over Feliciano's body to keep him warm before giving him a small one for his lower body. "I should of gotten you one of those towels that are animals with the hoods. I'm not making sense..." He mumbled to himself mostly, making sure the other was warm before lifting him up with a grunt. His feet hurt a meager amount, and in general is was just a better idea to pick Feliciano up bridal style. "Or wool socks," he added, walking into the bathroom.

[ so so very weird ]

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Since Feliciano was particularly good at quietly riling Ludwig up, he wasn't fazed by the other's reaction. In fact, it was sort of beginning to have this reverse effect where he thought it was adorable, which would probably become an issue at some point. That said, when Ludwig lifted him like he was a feather, Feli was dazed with happiness. He really, really liked being held, and any circumstance where he could be hugging someone and simultaneously avoiding energy expenditure was hard to keep him away from. "I like socks, and I love those towels. I have one, but it's at home. I know none of that surprises you." He smiled, knowing he was rather predictable, especially with hugs, food, and warm things. Speaking of. "I really want a kigurumi, though." He pondered, mouthing the word again. "Is that how you say that? I think it is. I want 50. I'd like to be all the cozy animals." Rambling, Feli realized he should get on with things so as not to inconvenience the German. "Sorry, I'll do the shower thing. Don't want to get in the way. But you know I don't need anything, right? I don't expect anything from you. Maybe some hugs. That'd be nice." With a cheesy grin on his face, he leant into a quick hug again.

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"What's a kigurumi?" Ludwig mumbled, shutting his mouth once Feliciano continued to keep on talking. Shouldn't interrupt people— that was a tad rude. He was sure that Feliciano didn't mind all that much, still, he had to be polite to the man he was dating, that was obvious, well not exactly polite. Too much fun to bug Feliciano sometimes, and to tickle him. "Maybe some hugs? Get them out now, because after your shower we'll go downstairs and open the presents." He was almost positive that presents may hurry up Feliciano a little bit, since the shower was hot and the Italian would probably want to stay in it as long as he could. Ludwig returned the small hug before setting down the brunet on the bathroom mat, although before turning he gave Feliciano a light kiss on the lips. He slowly turned around before turning on the sink water and washing his face. "I won't look, Feli, but I have to shave." He shuffled through the medicine cabin to pull out the shaving cream, spraying some of the foam onto this hands.

[ feeling guys faces after they haven't shaved for like a day it feels so funny hahah. i do it to my dad lmao ]

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After a moment of recovery, Feli finally managed to formulate a response. "U-uh, Kigurumis are those pajamas shaped like animals. Fleecy." He'd equate Lud's kisses to staring into the sun sometimes—if he was feeling romantic—since they were great, but always left him a little stunned. Feliciano stood there with a smile on his face before skipping over to Lud and wrapping his arms around him. "You're my favorite." Murmuring gently, he pressed himself up against Ludwig's back, holding on tight. "Sorry, I had to get another hug in there. I'll get on with it." He backed off, leaving a tiny kiss between Lud's shoulder blades. He just couldn't resist. Curiously, he fiddled with the shower, quietly asking "So how does this work?" Turning a handle earned him a geyser of cold water right in the face, at which he let out a loud shriek and retreated. Taking his now sopping wet pajama shirt off, he grimaced at Ludwig. "I figured it out."

[ SAmeEEEee sorry about my busy :c ]

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"I think you should count kisses as hugs, since it's just your lips instead of your arms." Ludwig mumbled after as soft skin came in contact with his back not to mention being pulled into an awkward backwards hug. Feeling the kiss between his shoulder blades, the tips of Ludwig's ears immediately went red in embarrassment. Good thing that Feliciano got distracted easily, so maybe possibly he hadn't noticed the blush that had brushed onto his face. Jumping a little bit in the air in surprise and whipping around to have some cold war spurted onto his bare chest in the middle of putting shaving cream, he frowned at the brunet. "Give it here," he muttered mostly to himself as he took the cold shirt and leaned inside of the shirt to crank up the hot water. Don't want Feli turning into a popsicle.

[ pfft not your fault! busy is not fun, sometimes, most ;( ]

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If the German was talking about presents, you could bet Feli counted every affection that Lud gave him as a gift. "Thankkkkk you, Ludwig." Feliciano chirped, brimming with praise. Yeah, so it was a simple task, but Lud had still helped him with it. It was sort of like the equivalent of having your crush teach you how to make copies despite the fact that it's just pushing a big green button. Totally worth it, and he knew Ludwig would help with much more stressful things, too, so it was more the gesture than the outcome. Either way, now that he'd gotten that figured out—read: attacked by ice water—he slipped in to get cleaned up, moving quickly so as not to force any waiting. Ludwig had mentioned the presents, after all. He hesitated only at the different hair products, unsure as to what he should use since they didn't actually belong to him. Embarrassingly, he quickly detected that one smelled more like his boyfriend than the others, and he couldn't stop himself from choosing it. That over with, Feli managed to finish up pretty quickly, amping up his regular pace in favor of Christmas! He managed to shut everything off without dying, and cozily wrapped himself up in the towels before shuffling off to invade Ludwig's personal space... again.

[ :c I have much quiz and test ]

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[ oh god embarrassing typo where I said shirt instead of shower ]

After cleaning the residue of the shaving cream left on his face from when he had finished, he brushed his teeth. An easy task, but it made sense to slow down a little bit because Feliciano was still in the shower. There was no need to rush. Matter of fact, Ludwig somewhat didn't want to go downstairs. His present from his brothers was the ticket back to England, he already knew that, and Gilbert and Opa always gave him something special. Gilbert gave him usually something that so when the older brother came over it would be useful for him. Same gifts every year, no one bothered to change it. Saying that, Ludwig always got his brothers socks (someone always complained about never having enough when he came back to Germany) and the only thing different were the special, probably would end of being embarrassing, gifts for Feli. He just wanted Feli to like them—and not to sugar coat it if it was that bad. Lost in his endless thoughts about if the other would like his presents or not, Ludwig barely noticed when the said person happened to bump into him again. Blinking and looking down, the blond took a small towel and proceeded to dry Feliciano's hair pushing him along. "Come on, get your clothes on," following the suit, he threw on soft pale red long-sleeved shirt and sweatpants. Oh, and after getting his clothing on, Ludwig pushed back his blond bangs into its usual slicked back neatness.