(A/N: I'm not good with accents, but I tried. For Gilbert and Ludwig I replace "w's" with "v's". And "The" to "Zah" and so on... You should catch on. If you have trouble/if my accent is off, just tell/ask me.)
"_______?" Your roommate , Ludwig Beilschimdt, calls through your closed door, his German accent thick. You have always found German accents undeniably sexy, so his voice makes you melt agaisnt your will. Problem is Ludwig gets pissed when rules are broken. And right now, your breaking two. You're suppose to keep all rooms tidy. You ,being stressed as a failing author, haven't noticed stacks of unwanted junk crowding your room until now. And the other rule, no eating in anywhere but the kitchen. But the truth is you never have eaten in your room, you don't even know how pizza appeared in your room!
Hastily, without thinking, you throw the pizza at the wall your bed is near. It slides down quickly and is out of sight now, but it left a huge grease mark on your (color) wall.
"Mmmmmhmmmmm?" You ask, trying tremendously to sound casual.
"Are ju decent?"
"Ja," You say trying to impersonate him. Failing miserably.
As he opens the door he speaks,
" I have something-" He freezes mid-sentence, scrunching his nose in digust. "Vhat is this? _______, ju know zee rules about keeping zee apartment clean. Ju were zah one vho made z'it in zah first place!" He glares at with his piercing icy blue eyes sternfully. You flinch.
"S-sorry, I've just been so stressed... so busy. I-I... promise I'll clean tomorrow!" You whine, flashing you (e/c) eyes innocently.
He grunts characteristically.
"Anyvay, I vas going to Gilbert is here and,"
Gilbert Beilschmidt, Ludwig's older brother.
Obnoxious, vain, irritating, perverted, arrogant... You used all to describe Gilbert. You disliked him. He'll visit every so often, and everytime he'll try his hardest to seduce into sharing a bed with him. Or try to show you his "Awesome Five-Meters!" He's extremely disturbing, actually.
And you knew one thing; whenever Gilbert comes, trouble follows.
You narrow your (e/c) eyes at Ludwig. If you're stressed now, imagine you after Gilbert's harassment.
Ludwig is now holding something out to you know.
"_______,"he ends.You blink a couple times. You had zoned out his voice when thinking about how much you dispise being in this situtation.
"Huh," escapes your mouth. In Ludwig's hand is a paper folded into a crappy square.
"Gilbert said to give zis to ju," he says annoyed. Weren't you listening at all? You snag it from his grasp, surprizing him with your force. As you open it, you rip it with your rage.
I know where it is~
P.S. I AM AWESOME!!~
The "I AM AWESOME!!~" is thickened into a squiggly bold.
You hate how he claims he is "awesome" almost every other minute. You stare at the note blankly, dumbfound by "it."
You remember now. Tomorrow you have a meeting with your agent and a owner of widely popular publishing company. Before Ludwig had disrupted you, you were searching for your manuscrpit, which you so desperately needed.
Your (e/c) eyes spit fire at poor Ludwig."Where is he," you hiss, flexing your fingers wanting to strangle the Prussian.
"He should still be in zah living room." He says as you storm out of your room and to the living room, knocking everything out of your way.
That's when you hear that snicker."Kesese~"
"Gilbert! Get the hell out!" You growl.
The albino man slithers out of the kitchen, "Ja?" The deviousness rich in his voice.
You sigh, trying to recollect youself. It has impossible for your body to resist his German accent, but... it is almost like your body can feel all your anger this time. It actually listens to you, his accent is having no effect on you.
Yet."Where is it?" You ask.He is extremely sexy, you know that, and he does too. You like everything about his looks. From his silver hair to his deep mischiebous crimson eyes and how his body is perfect beneath his t-shirt. You like it so much that is makes you hate him that much more.
"Vhat are ju talking about? Kesesese~" he says smoothly."You know what I'm talking about." You glare at him, but it looks more like you're staring at him. At least, that's what Gilbert sees, he smirks.
"Nein, I don't."
"My manuscript!" You shout, closing the space in bewteen you and him threateningly. To Gilbert, though, it seems like you are trying to seduce him. Oh, he likes this.
His smirk grows larger.
"Oh, zat! Right, did ju vant z'it?" He sneers leaning closer to your face, you shove your hand in his face pushing it away.
"Yes I want it! Give it!" You sound like a bossy child.
"Kesesese~ Do ju really vant z'it?" He straightens his back, raising his eyebrow in a flirtatious way.
"You have to do vhat I vant~" he says in a singy-song tune tauntingly.
You jump to conclusions,
"I will not sleep with you! You pervert!"
"Nein! Zat is not vhat I vant~ I want you to spend zah rest of zah day with zah Awesome Me! Kesesese!~"
You stare at him and his smirk that seems too big to be true. I really don't mind spending the rest of the day with him... I mean only for my manuscript! You think. ... Buuuuut he's still way to annnoying to spend a day with."What are you up to?" You examine Gilbert skpetically.
"Vell, West said zat ju've been stressed lately," he pouts. "I zought I'd be nice and teach ju how how to have fun."
Sweet, but he's up to something! You just know it! On the otherhand... you are intensely stressed, so what harm could some fun do? But then again it isGilbert. He'd be the harm."No you're a creep," You say simple as that, really not realizing how harsh you're being.He freezes just at the sound of your hushed voice. The melody of you voice gives Gilbert feelings in his chest that he loves,
"Z'en I guess ju don't vant jur manuscrrrrrript." Gilbert realizes this is how to goad you. He spins around and slowly struts to the door. Clearly, he's expecting you to give in.
"Wait," you softly murmur.
especially when you're talking to him. Even though you're pissed half the time."_______," he turns to you giving his snicker and smirk.Never have you admitted it to yourself, but you found his voice very alluring. Not
just because of that German accent, but because of the naughtyness tinting his voice. And now your body has completely given in. You sigh.
"I'll go." And just so he doesn't get any ideas,"only for my manuscript!"Ruefully, you cross your arms across you chest. His crimson eyes light up with excitement, your (e/c) eyes widen. Gilbert's hyper, you know how he looks when he's hyper. Rushing forward he grabs you by an arm and tugs you to the door full of energy."I knew ju vould!"He grins with perfect teeth, and you can't help but smile. Yes, his grin really was that contagious.
But... What's with this hollow feeling in your stomach?* * *
The sun is setting, the heat is still searing your sensitive skin. And yet, you and Gilbert still haven't done anything thrillingly fun. Or fun at all. Worse, Gilbert was walking tantalizingly close to you, making you extremely uncomfortable."Are we going to anything at all?" You whine. Agitated, Gilbert eyes you from the corner of his eyes."If weren't not going to do anything fun, you should just tell me where-"He looks at you longingly, to Gilbert, being with you was fun no matter what. He'd tell you that if you weren't so crude when you reject.
"Are ju calling zah Awesome Me a liar?" He interrupted you, causing you to furrow you eyebrows. You are tired of of him and his annoyances.
"Yes! We have done nothing fun in the past 2 hours!"
"Ju vant fun?" He gives you a smug look.
"Nooooo," you say sarcastically. Suddenly, he graps your wrist and runs, dragging you behind him.
There's that hollow feeling again!
* * *
Panting, you whipe you arm across your sweaty forehead. It took about 30 minutes, but you and Gilbert finally made it to his destination. Once you catch your breath, you steal a glance at Gilbert finding him to be perfectly fine. Niether sweating nor panting. But he's definitely hot, you thought, looking at his ass. It takes you a while to realize what you're doing before you look away gagging your lungs out.
Gilbert, however, isn't shy about checking you out, and when he notices you "choking"(that's what it seems like to him) he takes action. He picks you up and to give you the himelick. Which, isn't helping you at all. You try to yell at him to stop, but you can't, because your breaths come out in puffs of air. And you're incapable
of hitting because your arms are stuck beneath his.
"GIL..... BERT..... S-STOP... IT.... I'M O.... KAY!!!" You say, blushing madly. Instantly, you're set to ground. You turn to glare at him but he is
blushing as well and he seems so earnest. You just can't freak on him.
"Sorry," he mutters looking at the ground. "Zah Awesome Me zought ju were choking..."
"Let's just get on with it," you moan looking away shyly.
That's when you see where you are.
It's absolutely breath-taking. It's a lake front. There is a hill, all the grass is a shade of healthy green, the lake, also well kept, is behind it. It's hue of blue
and green enriching, then when you add the colors of the setting sun, it makes it that much more beautiful. There is also a beach, but you cannot see it from where you
are standing. Next to the lake, not too far off, is a forest which provides lively noise. Birds chirping. Bugs clicking. Animals calling. You feel wild, you feel a load being taken off your back.
You look over Gilbert, who smiles in awe. No matter how many times he viewed this, it'd always lightened his spirit. He notices you watching him and smirks. He doesn't
want you to think of him as a big softie, because he's not!
"Ju ready for zah fun?" He shouts running up the hill with ease.Gilbert has stopped about half-way to the top, whereas you're still pretty close to the bottom. Rooted to the ground with your heels, you grunt.
"Hell yeah!" You call after him, following not far behind. Until you start to climb the hill, let's just say it was a little too steep for you.
"Ju said ju vanted to have fun, so ve're gonna have fun!" He hollers at you, you can hear the smirk in his voice. This can't be good. It just can't.
"Ve're going to play a game called River Man."(A/N: River Man is a game the neighborhood kids and I used to play.) He says rashly.
"River Man?"You ask. He sighs, obviously teasing you.
"Come on, _________. You really don't know zah game River Man? Vell, I guess I can teach ju. Z'ere are z'ese people, ju, trying to cross zah ocean, go up zah
hill. Z'hey must zah River Man, Zah Awesome Me~ Kesese~, to cross his ocean." He pauses, then continues by using a high voice, most likely his way of mocking you,"'Zah
Awesome Gilbert, Zah Awesome Gilbert, may ve cross jur ocean?' And zen zah River Man vould say 'Only if ju're vearing insert a color here.' And as ju try to cross to
zah ocean, zah River Man vill try to tag as many people as he can. Last one standing is zah vinner. Understood?"
"Vhat don't ju get?!" He snaps."Z'it makes perfect sense!"
"Well, first off. It sounds like a game that needs more than two players. Two, why is his name River Man when you're trying to cross his ocean. Three, I don't understand how you think I sound like some cracky-voiced man who toys with helium." Gilbert rolls his eyes expectantly.
"One, ve can play vith two players because ve'r- I am awesome! Two, how should I know? I'm not zah one who made zah game. Three, you sound like z'it, end of story." He lied, he truely thought your voice was angelic.
"Fine," you watch him gingerly, waiting.
"Ask you what?"
"Ask me if ju can cross my ocean!"
"Gilbert. Gilbert. May I cross your ocean," You say, ressembling a robot.
"Nein, nein, nein!!! Z'it's 'Zah Awesome Gilbert, Zah Awesome Gilbert may ve cross your ocean?'" He groans.
"Oh, okay." You wait for a while, trying to get on his last nerve. "Zah Awesome Gilbert, Zah Awesome Gilbert, may weee cross your ocean?"
He examines you closely, making sure to catch what you're not wearing.
You look down. No green.
"Only if you're wearing green~ Kesesese~"
Chances have it, that is the color of you underwear. You can't lie! Even if it's a game! And you are worried that he'll try to check after.
"What are you doing?" You scowl.
"Huh?" He acts innocent.
"You're on to something."
"Oh right, I am on to zomething. I'm trying to guess vhat color of panties you're wearing. Kesesese~" He gloats, like he knows what kind you wear.
"Fine! Zah Awesome Gilbert, Zah Awesome Gilbert may we cross your ocean?" You say through gritted teeth.
"Only if you're wearing (Any Color expect for green)!"
You start to climb as swiftly as possible, which isn't very fast, but for some reason Gilbert is going slower. He's close behind you, yes, but he definitely has enough capablity to reach you. You learned this before.
One time you trip which cause him to stop.
"Ju better hurry or zah Awesome Me vill get ju!"Gil? Since when did you call him Gil? Gilbert notices you calling him by his nickname and smiles warmly. He likes the sound of it coming from your mouth.
"Awesome is overrated Gil!"
"Awesome isn't overated, _______. Unawesomeness is! Z'ere's not many truely awesome things,like me, in z'is poor...poor... world." He says beginning to
chase again you as you near the top.
That's when you stop all of a sudden.
"Gilbert?" You ask, with all seriousness in your voice. "Do you think I'm awesome?"</blocketquoute>
You don't even know why you asked. Disappointed you turn around to look at Gilbert deeply, but instead your tackled.
You guys roll on top of each other in havoc. You can only see Gilbert bewildered face as you roll across the top the hill.
Then the rolling starts to slow... Then it starts to gain speed as you two rolls down the hill faster than before. You scream at the top of you lung while laughing at the same. You haven't a thrill like this in some time.
And then you come to a hault.
Gilbert is on top of you, his nose centimeters away from yours.
You get this feeling in your stomach, worse than the hollow feelings from before. It's more like there's a swarm of raging wasp swarming in your stomach. But that's when you realize everything.
You don't hate Gilbert. Not at all. In fact, you love him.
You made youself think you hated him because you were so fearful of his rejection. You loved him so much that rejection seemed like the end for you. Even if you had
told him your feelings, you knew he would not share them. This is because you thought he was too "awesome" for you, or so he thought he was too awesome for you.
And your only now realizing it, at the last moment. When you are so close that you can feel his hot breath on your lips. The closest you've with a man in years. And
you have no idea how to tell him, you can feel the red hot blush in your face.
Gilbet rolls so you are on top of him, leaning forward and whispering his true feelings in your ear,"______, ju are zah awesomest person I know... I just... I just-"
He think you're awesome? Now you have so much courage that you can't not admit you love for him.
"Gilbet, I... I love you!" You face matches the crimson of his eyes.
"Ich liebe dich," Gilbert whispers back huskily before he pulls back so he can face you. He raises a hand to your cheek and strokes with with the pad of his thumb slowly. You hold you breath as he cups your face in the palms of his hand and brings you closer to him so he can meet your lips with his. His kisses were definitely not one of those sweet gentle kisses, he was passionate. Passionate for you, he wanted to show you how much he desired you.
Gilbert was right, awesome isn't overrated.***** EXTENDED ENDING (FOR THOSE WHO WANTED SEXY FUN TIME) *****
After you had headed back for the apartment you and Gilbert had decided to have a drink. Gilbert wanted a beer, but you thought that wasn't such a good idea for you
since you had that meeting tomorrow. That's why you decided on Kitty Cocktails, you had always like them.
You sip your glass and look at Gilbert who has a wanting smirk on his face."Kesesese~"
You know exactly what he wants. You reach for the cherry in you glass and spin it around by your fingers by the stem."______, I'm hungry." He growls.
"Really?" You ask and prop the stem in you front teeth so the cherry bobs out in front of your mouth. With a seductive look, you use your eyes to ask for him to eat it.
Gilbert leans foreward slowly so that there is no space between you and him. And ever so slowly bites the cherry, causing the cherry's light pink juices to spill on his mouth.
Its hue matches his lips and his eyes which makes you much more aware of what you want; Him, now. And as part of the act Gilbert looks down bashfully, his smirk has faded into a small frown."______, I'm messy..."Then you slowly drag your tongue across where his pale skin meets cherry juices. Lavishing him.
"Do you want me to clean it?" He looks back up at you with big innocent eyes.
"Jes, please. Zah awesome me can't.." he says softly with a nervous twinge to it.
"I think I can help," you say huskily, leaning foreward.
This causes Gilbert to let out of stored breath and smirk. Tauntingly, you begin to caress his lips with you tongue. The feel of you tongue on his lips is too much for Gilbert. He lets his tongue slide of his mouth, and meets yours effortlessly, embracing it. Slowly his hands capture your waist, before he pulls you into him, bringing you into a long affectionate kiss. Which seems to last forever, until you pull away gasping for air.
You smile nervously at him tugging at the colar of his shirt."Vhat are ju doing?" You jump at the sound of Ludwig's voice booms behind you two. You slowly turn and give Ludwig a shy smile.Ludwig glares at you as his icy eyes bore into you, causing you to shudder. On the other hand, Gilbert snickers amused. Then Ludwig begins a 30 minute long lecture about how wrong this relationship is, and he will not have it happening in his/your apartment. Honestly, you weren't paying attention at all. You were too busy studying everything about Gilbert.
"Nothing~" You say.
"Kesesese~""Understood?" Ludwig finishes.Ticked, Ludwig begins to back away slowly giving you a harsh "I'm watching ju" look.
"Huh, uh, yeah," you say snapping back to reality.
"Ju weren't paying attention!" He scolds.
"Yes I was, I was just... surprized you finished!" You look to Gilbert who laughs.
"Ja, ja, whatever ju say."
Once he's gone Gilbert says, "Z'is it worng zat z'is makes me vant you zat much more?"
You smirk. Not at all.
And after all that, you forgot one thing; Your manuscript.