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The young Italian, Feliciano walked across the town, he didn’t really notice anything out of the ordinary but he still loved to greet every single person he ever saw. It was extraordinary, rarely any other people acted like him, he is one of a kind of course. Everywhere he went, the flowers bloomed. His hair glowing and his beautiful coffee eyes, or one of waterfalls. Nature as a whole, the color doesn’t matter, it looked all the same to Ludwig. The brightness in his eyes. Soft and cute, like his body. But his body never mattered, only his pure heart made of glass.
His friends called him stupidly dumb at times too, causing there to always be this guilt at the back of his throat. It said, “What if everyone hates me?” and he thought it was kind of really dumb because who would dare to hate such a cutest, or something along those lines. He believed that he made everything around him happy, that he was a factor influencing their happiness. He felt, believed, he was the main character in this movie of a world.
Feliciano's usual schedule consisted of talking to every person he saw, hanging out with his friends, and enjoying large meals unlike his friends who starved themselves. He didn’t like to judge them though, they were his companions and friends, but sometimes things would become overwhelming, and that's usually when he vents to all his friends so they can respond with comforting words. The attention he loved was unmatched, physical touch was actually one of his favorite things.
Feliciano had been looking for Ludwig to invite him to attend one of Arthur’s cool rock shows. Coincidentally, Ludwig was found outside his house gardening. Very accessible. He surprisingly gardened a lot, a bit of a green thumb, and Feliciano knew this whilst making his way to Ludwig’s house.
“Ludwig! I want to hang out with you today!!” Feliciano stated, with the biggest smile on his face.
Ludwig sighed, “You always have nothing to do, do you? Fine, let’s go to.. whatever you felt like doing.” He sighed, but it was okay because he appreciated Feliciano’s company. Feliciano is so annoying.
Approaching their punk English friend, Feliciano was walking with Ludwig, both covered in piercings per usual, but not really, as there were still differences between the both. Italy had a few cool piercings like his nipples piercing or his cute tongue piercing, the angel bites too, he loved them. He walked in such a bubbly way hugging onto Ludwig’s arm compared to Ludwig’s overall stiff figure. The difference in piercings was that Ludwig was covered in it all. He had so much jewelry it could blind someone, and Feliciano's favorite thing was that he and Ludwig would hang out together, using alternative makeup to showcase their friendship in public. Sometimes Feliciano would even play with Ludwig’s piercings to irritate him.
Whenever they actually did wear makeup though, it was a large difference in makeup from the both of them, Ludwig always had a side where he doesn’t like being judged too badly, he feels that wearing makeup makes others not take him seriously. Whereas Feliciano loved the attention and he loved acting dumb and free, mostly because his head was a hollow coconut.
One of their favorite things to do was to go with each other to Arthur’s rock shows. They had such a fun time every time they went, drinking a lot and listening to the guitar strings Arthur would play. Arthur didn’t have much piercings, but rather hardcore tattoos which all had meanings instead of fake poser things… like his tea tattoos showcasing a list of the different kinds of tea he liked in order from love to hate. That passion is so real. The companion with him, Francis, was not as cool. He owned a luxury restaurant, but sometimes Arthur wondered how he even managed to do something like that because of his thick skull which couldn’t process the idea of individuality. But in the most perfect way, Francis matched this individuality in his own stylistic way, with his trademark esque expression and approach to experimental clothes.
The only reason why Arthur had even thought of Francis in such a degrading way was because of the fact Francis liked to hook up with women every chance he got, yet that French man loved Arthur with all his heart and soul. It was complicated, but either way they still liked to smoke with each other in bed and confess their deepest secrets and affections in order to keep each other sane and comforted.
Either way with this information Feliciano still walked thinking about random things like what he would eat for dinner later on, maybe hoping that he could eat with his other friends as he was already getting ready to see them. Tonight, Arthur was holding a rock show as usual, so naturally, Feliciano, as a night out, invited Ludwig and they would make their way to some random spot in a large city underground to have fun. That was how Feliciano thought, and there was not another worry to be eating at him. Freedom, with his one and only.
Neon lights would be the best way to describe how he felt, Feli was excited as hearing the bass, the drums, and his friend guitarist as they played super extreme loud music. The crowd would be cheering in support but the crowd wasn’t too large, only about 38 people or so. It was a normal gathering, except that wouldn’t be very important. Music played for about 25 minutes each person or band played, and the pairing of Ludwig and Feliciano stayed to watch the show for the entire duration as usual.
“Don’t you love this type of atmosphere?” Feliciano asked Ludwig, eyes full of light, and a smile precious like a star.
“Yes..” Ludwig replied in a monotone voice, running his fingers through Feliciano’s hair.
Feliciano seemed a bit saddened at how Ludwig always acted, sometimes he wished that Ludwig wasn’t so nonchalant and mysterious. Couldn’t the German open up? At least a little? But either way he accepted the affection and smiled as always.
When all the people rallied down and began to leave, Ludwig and Feliciano went backstage to talk with Arthur. Feliciano loved talking with his friends, nowadays the only one he was able to talk with was his small friend group, because other nations had been even more busy than when they were all united in past times. At least then they would even have some forms of interactions as all the world leaders were kind of calling war on each other left and right. When those leaders would interact, it would allow for the countries to hang out with each other since they didn’t actually follow the useless politics. Feliciano missed those days..
Feliciano led Ludwig to Arthur, getting the useless country things out of his mind, he told Arthur, “You did amazing!! I loved it, right Ludwig?”
Ludwig gave a small nod, he was tired like always.
“Anyways, do you want to hang out? Also how is Francis? Do you think he wants to cook for us? Maybe we should go visit! Do you like gelato, I love gelato, especially with toppings on it like-“ Feliciano was stopped from talking too much by Ludwig.
“Ah, you are such a cute little feli, maybe if you convince Francis he could cook for you but he is just at home.” Arthur replied, packing his things like his guitar and his bag, etc.
“Okay, then we should go home with you! Free pasta!!” Feliciano smiled, hyping Ludwig up even though he wasn’t paying attention at all.
After the conversation, the three would head to France’s house for a nice enjoyable meal, which was by a subway as none of them actually drove. It was a large city anyways.
Such a nice city, actually. Beautiful omniscient lights glaring onto the city by the moonlight, Francis’s living place would be a nice suite inside a skyscraper near the top of the clouds, just like heaven, and there would be a perfect view of the moon. Sweet music playing in the background, a cozy environment, and Feliciano would smile happily at the moon.
Feliciano knocked on the door, Francis opened up the door.
“Mon amour! Ah, what lovelies did you bring home?” Francis smiled at Arthur before giving Feliciano hugs and kisses. Ludwig got a small handshake.
“Hi Francis!!!” Feliciano hugged back, “You should totally make food!! Also, Arthur did super good right, Ludwig?” Feliciano had asked Ludwig once again just like before.
Ludwig didn’t say anything because he seemed so out of it.
“Don't worry. I am already making food, especially since Arthur needs to get his energy up for his.. reward.” Francis smirked, obviously planning to have sex with Arthur. Arthur scoffed and put his things away in his room for a bit of rest for once.
“Ah really? What will we have?” Feliciano asked Francis, curious to see what he had been making.
“I was planning to make a few foods, it’s a surprise.” Francis replied, with a sweet smile on his face.
“Okay.” Feliciano smiled back, “I will look forward to eating!” And he continued back to holding onto Ludwig reminiscing about random things, continuing to stare off into the moonlight.