Ludwig Beilshmidt paced his apartment living room, hands behind his back as he waited for his brother to come back. He had something extremely important to discuss with him. Possibly the most important thing he had ever even thought about.

If only Gilbert would be serious for once.

He paused and straightened up more when the front door burst open. "Hey little brother, I got your text! What'd you wanna talk to the awesome me about?"

Ludwig took a deep breath. Now was the moment. He had to say it. "You might want to sit down."

"Nah, you look like you need to sit down." Gilbert quipped back, but he sat down anyway just to please him.

"...I've been thinking about proposing to Feliciano."

Gilbert's eyes widened. "What?! Nein, you are totally way too young!"

That wasn't the reaction he was expecting, exactly... "Um, I'm not young. I'm an adult, Gilbert."

"You are so too young! Besides, I haven't even told you the thing yet!"

"...what thing?"

"The special thing!" Gil said seriously, sitting up more to look him in the eye. "The bed boogie! The sideways tango! The under-the-cover twister!"

Mein gott... Ludwig facepalmed.