Literature
Italy Bros x Reader x German Bros-Faded Stars (2)
“Und zhis vill be jour room.” Ludwig said, opening a plain, white door, to that lead into a somehow plainer, white room. He'd just given you a quick tour of the house, while Gilbert went into the basement, the area of the house he lived in.
Carrying your suitcase into the room, you sat on the bed, which gave a low creak. You stayed silent, as you had not spoken since the flight to Germany.
Ludwig wavered by the door, unsure of weather to give you your space, or talk with you. But then again, he reminded himself you were still stranger to him, and you probably wouldn't want to talk to him. “Vell, if jou need anything come u
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