Ludwig Beilschimt

This was a awful idea, and the German blamed coupons. He was going on a date with Feli, and that was great. This wasn't a normal date though, it was a double date.

A double date was... Okay but double date with the guy who hated him and his boyfriend Ludwig kinda knew wasn't. As Ludwig straightened his tie he swallowed and felt a pair of small, familiar hands on his shoulders.

"Luddy, relax. Tonight is going to be great" Feliciano's smile could even be heard through his voice. The blond calmed a little as the small hands rubbed circles on his shoulders.

"Okay, okay... Do we have to go at zhat expensive restaurant? Can't we just order some chinese food or something? Zhen we could all just watch that James Bond marathon.".

"I have a nice coupon there, might as well use it, right?".

Ludwig smiled a little. He loved how Feliciano could be so bright and childish then say something like that. Didn't only older women use coupons? It almost made him feel like they were married sometimes, as odd of a concept that was to him. That concept wasn't as weird as a double date though. Why was it called that anyway? They couldn't just be some teenagers hanging out at a fancy restaurant?

Ludwig turned to Feliciano and asked "So, when are we picking them up?".

The plan was made through text. Feliciano would go with Ludwig after school like usual, they'd get ready together while Antonio went to the Vargas house. The German would then take the group of four to the expensive restaurant that was French, so he couldn't remember the name of it. Damn French people and their weird names for things.

"We should've gone fifteen minutes ago, but I didn't want to rush you." Feli answered bluntly and Ludwig widened his eyes "Vhat!? God dammit... Lets go.".

He grabbed the Italian's hand and went to his car quickly. Now he was rushing, barely remembering to slick back his hair and drove at a high speed. This was awful! Lovino was probably so pissed!

Along the way a sense of giving in came to him and he slowed down. There was no impressing the stubborn teenager today, as much as he might try.

For some reason it felt like a obligation, to be accepted by his lover's brother. Lovino was one of the last parts of the family Feli had left and well... If Ludwig couldn't get his approval on anything it'd just keep bothering him.

He stopped the car on the street outside of Feliciano's house and glanced out the window. Antonio and Lovino were on the front porch, the two of them smiling and looked like they were talking. It was a rare sight. Lovino happy? Since that his mood had gotten better lately, now hopefully Ludwig would have a chance to prove himself.

"Fratello! Toni! Get in the car before they give someone our table!" Feli called out and the couple outside went in the car, but clearly weren't in as big of a hurry as their driver.

"Well, maybe if you guys weren't late we wouldn't have to rush now." Lovino said with a slight bitterness in his voice.

"Aw, tomato, don't get mad. Its going to be a fun night. Right you guys?".

Feliciano exclaimed "Si! Of course!" brightly while Ludwig just nodded, starting to drive again.

The group of... Friends? wore suits. Lovino and Feliciano wore the expensive black ones they had for the last year. Ludwig and Antonio faded a bit in comparison. Antonio's was clearly rented, a faded blue suit while Ludwig's gray one was in the wrong decade, since his used to belong to his late father.

The party of four reached the French establishment, and when they all went in, there was music. Ludwig wanted to walk right on out again when he saw people dancing. Feliciano would surely want to dance as well, and Ludwig didn't mind a little PDA but...he couldn't dance. He was clumsy at that sort of thing and he had a habit of falling backwards instead of stepping on his brown haired boyfriend's feet.

They were escorted and sat down at their table. Lovino immediately commented as he looked around "The lady in the yellow dress had sex with three of the teachers at school.".

"Lovi! You shouldn't say things like that...." Antonio trailed off but said after a few moments "How do you know?".

"Well, I saw her-".

Ludwig drowned that conversation out as he looked over the menu then looked at Feliciano. He looked so content and was quiet as he listened to his brother. How could someone be so cute in a obnoxious green striped tie? The German smiled a little then mumbled "Sunshine, are you going to get gelato again?".

"Si, life is too short to not have dessert first!".

"God, can you two stop being all gushy over there." Lovino complained, his voice not asking and the four all started to talk about a silly movie Alfred had sent to all of them.

"You know the term 'food porn'? That movie is literal food porn." Lovino said while Antonio added on "They don't call it Sausage Party for nothing.".

The most innocent of the group shivered as he pointed out the fact he was now sick of hotdogs "I'm never eating them again, not even with spaghetti.".

The waiter came, and the table ordered what they wished and the topic Ludwig had been dreading was brought up.

"Luddy! Lets go dance!".

"That is a good idea. We all should, right tomato?".

For once, Lovino and Ludwig had the same look on their faces, the "please don't" expression. That didn't last long, with two happy, pleading faces begging to go dance. The two had to give in. They got up and went with their excited companions

It was slow, formal and.... Nerve wrecking. Ludwig couldn't relax until Feliciano massaged his shoulders a bit, something that seemed to be growing into a habit. Well... That made him think a little better and he lifted the Italian up so he wouldn't have to worry about stepping on him. Honestly, it felt better that way. They were closer and Ludwig could relax.

If he could ignore the glare from his lover's brother and the looks from around the room, it would've been better though.