You were trying to nap on the couch, but your stupid cat insisted that you let it out at this very moment right now and was pawing at the front door. Even though he was declawed, he was still annoying as all heck. You groaned and stood up, slowly shuffling to the door. You unlocked it and opened it a crack and your cat ran out. You heard a gasp on the other side of the door. You slowly opened it and there, standing on your porch in jeans and a black t-shirt with a bunch of (fave flower) in one hand, was your friend Ludwig.
He looked really nervous; he was sweating and his free hand was clenched into a tight fist, turning white at the knuckles. He stared uncertainly at you.
“Are you ok Ludwig?” you asked.
“Uh, um, hallo _______. I vas vondering if um, you vould vant to um, go on a date viz me?” he asked.
You giggled at how cute he was when he was nervous. You really liked him and you weren't afraid to talk and be around him, however, you were afraid of confessing your love for him. You didn't have to worry about that now, because he did that for you!
“of course I'll go on a date with you! Just let me go change my clothes and I'll be ready,” you told him.
“O-oh! ok. Zat vent smoozer zan I zought it vould,” he sighed, but he was still super tense.
“Ludwig relax. You look like you've been called to attention by a ghost or something,” you said and gently pulled him inside.
You set him down on the couch and handed him the remote.
“Here, watch TV while I get ready,” you told him and hurried to your room to change.
You picked out your favorite ripped jeans, a black t-shirt with a (f/c) jacket, mismatching socks, and black (fave shoe brand). You ran a brush through your (h/c)(h/l) hair and dashed out of your room. Makeup? Pfft, you? Makeup? Please, you were too good for makeup.
You made it to the living room to see Ludwig reading a magazine. He heard you and his head snapped up. He smiled when he saw you and stood up to walk to you. You held out your arm and you two linked arms and walked to the door.
“You look wunderbar,” he complimented.
“Thank you! So where do you want to go?” you asked him.
“I vas hoping you had some suggestions,” he laughed.
You thought for a minute.
“How about...a movie?” you suggested.
“Zat sounds fun! Vich movie do you vant to see?”
“But isn't zat a kids movie? Plus, didn't you say zat you've seen it zree times already?”
“Its a good movie! I'm still a kid at heart. I can't help it.”
“Zen I guess ve go see Hotel Transylvania zen,” he smiled and you took Ludwig's car to the movies.
You two watched Hotel Transylvania and Ludwig actually liked it! Afterward, you two walked around and chatted about random things. As you were walking, you spotted a cotton candy vendor on the sidewalk. You ran up to it and bought a large tub of it so you could share. You ate it on a nearby bench, feeding the fluffy, pink candy to him and him feeding it to you. Eventually, you ended up shoving it playfully into each others mouths. When it was finally gone, you tossed the tub into a nearby trashcan and continued to walk. It stared to get dark and you made your way back to Ludwig's car. As Ludwig started the car, you poked his shoulder to get his attention. He turned his head to look at you, gazing lovingly into your eyes.
“Ludwig, I've been meaning to tell you this, um, you have a noticeable strand of cotton candy sticking up at an angle and you sort of look like a unicorn,” you giggled.
His hand shot up and snatched the cotton candy in his hair. He gave you the “Really?” look.
“Und how long has zis been zere?” he asked.
“Since we shoved the cotton candy in each others faces.
“Vy didn't you tell me!? I vent around looking like a unicorn for an hour und a half!”
“You looked so cute enjoying yourself, unaware that you looked like a unicorn.”
He sighed and chuckled at your childishness. He drove you home and you sat on your couch with him next to you.
“Are you hungry?” he asked.
“A little,” you answered.
He stood up and went outside to his car and brought in a bag of ingredients to make (fave food).
“I vill make you dinner!” he said as he rushed past you and into your kitchen.
You stood up and followed him into the kitchen.
“Ludwig, you didn't have to-”
“But I'm going to,” he said as he set the bag on the counter.
He turned you around, walked you to your couch, and handed you the remote.
“Vatch TV vile I make dinner for you,” he said and walked back into the kitchen.
“This is the wrong remote!” you yelled.
He gave you a long, over dramatic sigh and you giggled and grabbed the right remote. You turned on the TV and watched whatever was on, not really paying attention. After about an hour, Ludwig was finally finished making (fave food) and you both ate on the couch, still not paying attention to the TV and chatting about more random stuff, when you finished your food, you took all of your dished and loaded them in the dishwasher and came back to the couch.
“What do you want to do?” you asked.
“Vell, I vas hoping I could stay viz you tonight, if zat's ok viz you,” he looked down and twiddled his thumbs.
“You can stay, I have nothing going on tomorrow,” you answered. “But now we have to find something else to do.'
“Sure,” you agreed and stood up to go look through your movie cabinet.
You scanned your movie collection. You had a lot of different kinds. Ludwig walked next to you and examined them as well.
“You have Inglorious Basterds!” he exclaimed. “Can ve vatch zat one?”
“Ok. Its been a while since I've seen that one in a while,” you said and took the case from the shelf and popped the DVD in the player.
You both went back to the couch and cuddled up to each other. The movie stared and about 1/3 the way through, you noticed Ludwig yawning a lot. You smiled to yourself and continued to watch the movie. Towards the end, you felt Ludwig's head on your shoulder. You turned your head to see him passed out next to you. He looked so peaceful like that. You carefully rearranged your position so you were lying on the couch with Ludwig in your arms and his German flag blanket draped over both of you.
“Goodnight my lovely,” you said and kissed his forehead.
He mumbled something in his sleep and snuggled up to you. You squeezed him and watched what was left of the movie and turned it off when it was over.
With the room now pitch black, you closed your eyes.
“I love you Ludwig,” you whispered.
“Ich liebe dich auch _______,” Ludwig whispered back.