𑣲 Ludwig || Hetalia !! ˖ ໒꒱

You were staying at Ludwig's house for the time being. Though that meant staying in a rather cramped bunk with the muscular man that took up like 2/3 of the bed leaving you pressed up against the wall and forced to lean your head on his broad shoulder. Despite the uncomfortableness at the beginning, you settled in fine snoozing against him until morning.

And by morning, I mean 4:00 am before the sun even rose in the cold winter skies. Your eyes creaked open barely enough to see before your stomach stirred a growl inside of you. You were starving. but did you feel like cooking? No. So, the best next option was asking Ludwig who was sleeping like a 40-year-old baby. You tapped his shoulder which formed into a nudge him with your shoulder and then full-on shaking. Your hunger was consuming you from the ground up swallowing you into the hole of utter greed for sustenance.

Finally, he awoke with a grown that would petrify anyone who wasn't prepared. He rolled over to face you with a tired face his eyes were still closed but you could tell that if the thing you were asking for wasn't important you were going to meet his rifle.

"Rise and shine Ludwig I'm hungry can you make me breakfast?" You requested nudging his shoulder and extra few times to maybe get him to look at you.

"Isn't it a bit early to make me cook dinner for two." Ludwig replied pulling the blanket higher agaisnt his ab filled chest and rolling over to the side.