Make Me (Ludwig x Feliciano)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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What does he think he's doing?

"Stop!" Feliciano felt himself go crimson, Ludwig's lips still pressed to his. "Stop it!"

He pushed Ludwig's shoulders but the German was much stronger. Feliciano turned his head to the side, squeezing his eyes shut.

"You really don't remember me?" Ludwig asked quietly.

Feliciano thought he saw a flash of hurt in Ludwig's eyes but it was quickly buried underneath the clear blue pools.

"Why... why did you do that?" He asked, his chest rising and falling quickly.

"Do you remember me?" Ludwig was persistent.

"No! Now get off!" He hit Ludwig's chest.

"Feli..." Ludwig whispered.

"How do you know my nickname?" Feliciano scowled.

"Because we went out ten years ago, dammit! It's me! Ludwig Beilshmidt." He gave him a stern look.

"You..." Feliciano whispered. "You, bastard!"

He did remember him, clearly now. I knew you looked familiar.

"Please, Ludwig..." He begged. "Get off."

Ludwig sat up, Feliciano following suit.

"I want to go to bed. Leave, please." Feliciano covered his face with his hands.

Ludwig stood up and stared down at Feliciano. He sighed and started walking to the door. Feliciano felt rude, he was taught to see people out. He followed Ludwig to the door and opened it, gripping the edge with one hand.

"Feli?"

"What?" He snapped.

"Do you still love me?"

"Excuse me?" Feliciano practically choked on his spit.

"I'll make you say it again." Ludwig stepped towards the smaller man, hands pressed to either side of his head on the wall. "I'll make you say you love me."

"Last time I checked, when I said it ten years ago, you laughed at me." Feliciano spat the words like poison.

"You misunderstood me-" Ludwig was cut off by a shove out of the door.

"No." Feliciano paused, clenching his fists. "No, I did not."

He shut the door and locked it, leaning against the smooth wood after. He slid down to the floor and buried his face in his knees.

Silence.

"Gute Nacht*" Ludwig said through the door.

"Goodnight." Feliciano sighed and closed his eyes.

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Ludwig awoke with a start, panting as he heard a scream from next door. He was pretty sure he was hearing things and listened closely to the sound. He heard sobbing.

Running, out into the hall and trying to open Feliciano's door. Another scream.

"Verdammt*..." Ludwig  slammed a fist against the door.

He took a few strides back and then rammed his shoulder into the door. Nothing.

Ludwig went back into his apartment, grabbed a paperclip and went back to Feliciano's door. He hastily shoved the pin into the key slot and tried to steady his shaking hands.

"Come on, Beilshmidt!" He scolded himself.

Ludwig pushed the pin to the left slightly and pressed it against the locking mechanism. Click.

He threw open the door and closed it behind him. Walking into the bedroom, he saw Feliciano on the floor, knees to his chest, face buried in his hands, rocking back and forth, shoulders heaving with every heart-wrenching sob, and his ragged breaths filled the room.

He never stopped having night terrors... Ludwig thought.

He knelt down in front of Feliciano and placed a hand on his arm.

"Feli..." Ludwig whispered.

"Don't call me that, you idiot!" Feliciano hissed, slapping Ludwig's hand away.

Knitting his eyebrows together, a crease between them, Ludwig felt a bit of anger boil up inside him. He picked Feliciano up, an arm under his knees and the other across his back, despite his refusals.

He put him down, over the covers and sat next to him, prying his hands away from his eyes.

"Feliciano, stop it!" Ludwig grit his teeth as Feliciano tried to smack his hands back. "Gott*, you're stubborn."

Ludwig watched as Feliciano calmed down and relaxed a little bit. He pushed the red-brown locks that stuck to his sweaty forehead, letting his fingers run through his hair lightly.

"Are you okay?" Ludwig asked, very concerned.

Feliciano glared at him but answered. "I'll be fine."

"You said that every time and yet you would still come back to me." He said quietly.

Feliciano blushed furiously and remembered the feel of Ludwig's strong arms around him. "How'd you get in here?"

"I picked the lock."

"You what?" Feliciano sat up. "What the hell-"

"Shut up, Feli." Ludwig placed a large hand on his chest and gently pushed him back down onto the mattress.

An icy glare was shot at Ludwig and he just offered a small smile.

I haven't seen that smile in a long time. Feliciano thought to himself.

He felt a little disappointed as it disappeared but mentally scolded himself and looked away bashfully.

There was a long silence between the two men, Feliciano could feel Ludwig staring at him. "Do you want me to stay?"

"No!" Feliciano answered a little too quickly. Yes, stay with me and hold me forever. "You can go home."

Ludwig nodded and stood up, planting a kiss on Feliciano's forehead before he walked out the door.

"Dream about good things, Feliciano." Ludwig said quietly.

"Pasta?"

Ludwig could hear Feliciano immediately cover his mouth in embarrassment. He remembered how care-free and outgoing Feli was when he was young. Now he seemed reserved, shy and he kept everyone at arms length. But he answered with a light chuckle,

"Sure, pasta."

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To be continued...

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Gute Nacht - Goodnight
Verdammt - Damn it
Gott - God