---You were with me, I was with you--
Title: A Pleasant Surprise
Author/Artist: crimsondream13
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Character(s) or Pairing(s): France/Germany
Rating: PG
Warnings: Cursing?
Summary: A sequel to Gambling With Germans. They had already decided to never speak of their one night affair again. But why does it seem as if Ludwig doesn’t want to let it go?
“I wasn’t drunk then.”
Francis blinked at that, eyes wide in surprise and nervousness as he stared not too subtly at the muscled blonde who stood before him, who in himself looked rather anxious and worried. Silence reigned in the room where they both sat, the only thing managing to break it being Francis’ forced laugh. “And this has something to do with me how..?” The Frenchman trailed off with a hint of curiosity as he sipped from his cup of coffee.
He suppressed a shiver when those blue eyes glared at him, the owner of said eyes speaking in a firm voice, “You very well know what I’m talking about, Francis Bonnefoy. That night- at the hotel where we...you thought I was drunk, didn’t you? You thought that I would forget.” His calloused hands shook as he placed his cup of coffee back onto the coffee table, lips forming a thin line as he murmured, “I want to know why you would do such a thing. You’re a proper man, Francis, I know it. You can be...vulgar, at times, but you know what it is to be a gentleman. You wouldn’t do such a thing for no reason at all.”
“You’re right, Ludwig.” The man being questioned laughed bitterly as he put his own cup of coffee down onto the table, eyes dimmed with emotion as he uttered in a low tone, “It was for a bet. Your brother betted that I would never be able to get in your pants.” Another bitter laugh. “I’ve gotten farther than that, I suppose. And...”
The taller blonde was tense with anger and disgust but he still prompted, “And..?”
“I never could understand why little Feli liked you so much.” Francis sighed at that, taking another slow sip of his coffee, “I’ve delved deeper into this than I should have, Ludwig.” The German became confused at that, the confusion clear in his eyes as he implored for the Frenchman to explain. Soft laughter escaped the latter’s lips as he spoke in almost a whisper, “You have too much of a hold on me. It’s not right.”
Ludwig became more irritated at that, almost growling, “I don’t understand, Francis. I- explain to me. How do I have a hold on you?” There was a slight scowl on his face and Francis almost found it cute, if it weren’t for the fact that the other man was completely serious about this- and then there was the fact that the German might’ve already known what he meant and was just playing with him. If it was not the latter, then it was also probable that the other would become more disgusted with him once he told the truth. And there were only two choices left for him: to tell, or not to tell.
Ah, he always did like taking risks.
“Ich liebe dich, Ludwig.”
The German words didn’t come out as fluently as Francis had liked, but surely what he meant to reveal through his words reached the taller man’s comprehension?
Hm, it sees as though it did. The German sat frozen, eyes wide in shock at the sudden love confession from the Frenchman. The regret was already starting to well up in Francis’ chest at that when Ludwig suddenly spoke:
“Je t'aime aussi, Francis.”
...now that was surprising.
Francis started sputtering at that, not caring how incoherent he sounded as he suddenly felt giddy with feeling and his stomach was doing unimaginable flips and damn it even his heart was being a jerk by pounding too loud that he couldn’t hear anything else. “Wh-what? You- but I- and Feliciano-”
Ludwig flushed in embarrassment at that -which Francis did not find totally cute, not at all-, speaking in a low tone, “Feliciano and I...aren’t together. He’s fine enough with his women. And I...I really don’t know how this happened either. After that night we spent together-” his face became a cherry red at that “-I started feeling...odd. I kept thinking about you and what it would be like if I wasn’t just one of your one night lovers...it was truly embarrassing. I asked a considerable amount of people about the effects those feelings brought on me without mentioning that you were the cause, and they all kept saying I was in love. I-I never expected it to be like that.”
Francis couldn’t help the wide grin that crept onto his face when the German finished his explanation, feeling a tad bit sappy at the soaring feeling his heart made as he took the taller man’s hands in his whilst he spoke, “Do you want to work it out with me? I assure you, I will be loyal.”
Another loud heartbeat rang in Francis’ ears as he saw the small smile on Ludwig’s face, the latter looking down at their joined hands in an almost shy manner as he spoke, “I...I suppose we could give it a try.”
Falling in love with the German man was one thing.
Having him fall in love with you as well was an absolutely pleasant surprise.
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Translator’s Notes:
Ich liebe dich - I love you in German
Je t’aime aussi - I love you too in French
A/N: Ngh, the temptation to continue that fanfic was too much to handre. And that first one had a sad ending, so I thought, “Augh, a lot of my fanfics are angst enough. I need a happy eeeending.” So here you have it.
DJ Jurgen’s A Higher Love was an inspiring song too, so I guess I could also blame that.
*fail author is fail*
Also, I’ve been keeping off my siesta just to finish this. 8l Pfft. *falls asleep now*