Ich Liebe Dich Ti Amo

His breathing was hitched and anxious; his palms sweaty and sticky. The nervous German was standing just outside the dorm to his friend's room. In his right hand he held a box of expensive looking German chocolates and in his other he held a bouquet of dark red roses perfectly wrapped in a bow. He wanted nothing more than to take out his handkerchief and wipe the sweat beading on his forehead. However with both his hands full there was nothing he could do but bear with it for now.

Taking a very deep breath in an attempt to steady his breathing, Ludwig finally decided to just get it over with and knock on the door. He carefully gripped the bouquet of roses so that they would not be crushed as he turned his hand into a fist and knocked on the door.

He swallowed down the lump in his throat and called, "Feliciano? Are you in?"

After a few tense moments the door swung open, barely missing hitting Ludwig in the face. Soon after a cheerful brunet appeared in the doorway, grinning happily as usual.

"Ludwig!" He smiled even wider at the site of his close friend. Oblivious as he always was, he failed to notice how nervous the German man was, or even what he was holding. "How are you today?"

"Ach," was Ludwig's initial reply. "G-good, I suppose."

Feliciano smiled at him and rubbed his constantly closed eyes, yawning. "Good! I'm kind of tired, though…"

"I-I see…" Ludwig cleared his throat, thrusting the roses and chocolates at the Italian man in front of him. "Th-these are for you, Feliciano…"

"Oh?" Feliciano looked briefly confused but accepted the offerings anyway. "Thank you, Ludwig!"

"I, uh, just wanted to say that I, well…" Ludwig stumbled over his words as he tried to get out what he wanted to say, occasionally slipping into German before realizing what he had done and snapping out of it. After a while he let out a heavy sigh, seemingly giving up. However, instead of giving up he simply looked up at Feliciano.

The petit boy continued to smile, as if this were normal behavior for Ludwig. To give him some credit, this had happened once before on Valentine's Day but in all honestly Feliciano had tried to forget that incident.

"I… Ich liebe dich, Feliciano…" He finally stuttered out, looking directly into Feliciano's eyes.

There was a tense silence as the words sunk in. For once, even the normally clueless Italian could tell that this was important. He blinked a few times, looking at Ludwig with a somewhat confused expression.

"Um. Ludwig… what does 'i-ick leeba dick' mean…?" He asked, shuffling his feet.

Ludwig grew even more unsettled, feeling the blush that already colored his cheeks growing worse. He had already gotten this far, it was far too late to turn back now. "F-Feliciano… It means… It means… 'I love you'."

Slowly, Feliciano smiled. "Ludwig… ti amo..."

Ludwig was the one who felt embarrassed now. He had never really been able to understand Italian, and as far as his knowledge of it went he hardly even know how it sounded. "F-Feliciano… what does 'twamo' mean…?"

Feliciano giggled and dropped the flowers and chocolates on the floor so that he could instead pull Ludwig into a hug, and then a soft kiss on the lips.

"It means 'I love you'."

Authoresses Notes: A cute oneshot my friend IRL requested. Her OTP is GerIta, and 'cause I like it, too, I wrote this for her.

Note: Ludwig speaks with a Berlin Accent, I believe, hence why the pronounciation is a bit different. If that's wrong, tell me xD My source was Yahoo answers and we all know how THAT goes.