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PLEASE READ THE (A/N) AS IT IS EXTREMELY CRUCIAL TO THE HAPPINESS OF YOURS TRULY. THANK YOU.
You knew that Ludwig would be different when he came home after being in the war, but you never dreamed that he would be this affected.
When Ludwig first opened the front door, you were ecstatic. You didn’t know that he was coming home, so this was a huge surprise.
Throwing your arms around his neck, he swings you around and plants a kiss on the top of your head.
You bury your face in his chest, close to sobbing in happiness. “I missed you so much, I was so worried I’m just so happy right now Ludwig I’m so happy!” Your muffled voice talks quickly, mashing everything together into one sentence.
He puts his arms around you, hugging you back. “I missed you too, Liebe. I missed you too.”
At first, he seemed like the same Ludwig that he was before he left. But when night fell…
He would toss and turn in bed, constantly waking up from nightmares when he actually fell asleep, getting up and pacing the room when he couldn’t.
When he got up, it would wake you up as well, so neither of you got much sleep that night.
When morning started to come around however, Ludwig seemed to settle down. He still didn’t sleep though.
“Ludwig, what’s wrong?” You ask him.
He lies down next to you. “It’s nothing. Go back to sleep.”
“Ludwig, I know you better than your own brother. Something is wrong. You were up all night.”
He sighs, and pulls you closer. “I don’t want you to have to worry about it.”
“For God’s sake Ludwig. I’m already worrying about it, and I’m going to keep worrying about it until you tell me. Please tell me, Ludwig.” You say to him, snuggling closer to him.
The room gets brighter as you wait for Ludwig to tell you what’s on his mind.
“Every time I close my eyes… I see the men that I killed. Every time I fall asleep, I hear the gunshots and the screams. It’s hard, (y/n).”
He then starts crying, which causes you to cry with him.
“I have no words, Ludwig. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, Liebe. I feel better now that I’ve told someone.”
The two of you then fall asleep like that together, holding each other, at 6 AM in the morning.
(A/N): PLEASE COMMENT BEFORE YOU FAVORITE. FAVE AND RUNS IRRITATE ME TO THE POINT OF NO RETURN. Paaaast the point of no return.... no backward glances... //shotsomuchomfg
PLEASE READ THE (A/N) AS IT IS EXTREMELY CRUCIAL TO THE HAPPINESS OF YOURS TRULY. THANK YOU.
You knew that Ludwig would be different when he came home after being in the war, but you never dreamed that he would be this affected.
When Ludwig first opened the front door, you were ecstatic. You didn’t know that he was coming home, so this was a huge surprise.
Throwing your arms around his neck, he swings you around and plants a kiss on the top of your head.
You bury your face in his chest, close to sobbing in happiness. “I missed you so much, I was so worried I’m just so happy right now Ludwig I’m so happy!” Your muffled voice talks quickly, mashing everything together into one sentence.
He puts his arms around you, hugging you back. “I missed you too, Liebe. I missed you too.”
At first, he seemed like the same Ludwig that he was before he left. But when night fell…
He would toss and turn in bed, constantly waking up from nightmares when he actually fell asleep, getting up and pacing the room when he couldn’t.
When he got up, it would wake you up as well, so neither of you got much sleep that night.
When morning started to come around however, Ludwig seemed to settle down. He still didn’t sleep though.
“Ludwig, what’s wrong?” You ask him.
He lies down next to you. “It’s nothing. Go back to sleep.”
“Ludwig, I know you better than your own brother. Something is wrong. You were up all night.”
He sighs, and pulls you closer. “I don’t want you to have to worry about it.”
“For God’s sake Ludwig. I’m already worrying about it, and I’m going to keep worrying about it until you tell me. Please tell me, Ludwig.” You say to him, snuggling closer to him.
The room gets brighter as you wait for Ludwig to tell you what’s on his mind.
“Every time I close my eyes… I see the men that I killed. Every time I fall asleep, I hear the gunshots and the screams. It’s hard, (y/n).”
He then starts crying, which causes you to cry with him.
“I have no words, Ludwig. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, Liebe. I feel better now that I’ve told someone.”
The two of you then fall asleep like that together, holding each other, at 6 AM in the morning.
(A/N): PLEASE COMMENT BEFORE YOU FAVORITE. FAVE AND RUNS IRRITATE ME TO THE POINT OF NO RETURN. Paaaast the point of no return.... no backward glances... //shotsomuchomfg
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Request by ~DBZandroid18 and !ilovehetalia640
I decided to kill two birds with one stone with this one, since they both asked for a germanyxreader.
I hope you guys like it!
This was kinda inspired from my random thoughts today... I was thinking of my Uncle Chub. He fought in the Korean War, and was a sniper person that would hide in places and would kill the targets he was given. He was injured during one mission, and was stranded for three days because he had no communication with anybody because his mission was a secret I guess. When he was found, he had to have his leg amputated. (I forgot which one, it's been so long since I've seen him and heard his story.)
When he came home, he was never able to sleep at night. Even when I visited him in Minnesota when I was 5, I really only remember him sleeping in the day time. My dad told me that the only reason why, was because every time my uncle closed his eyes, he would see the faces of the men he killed.
Even after that though, he was still a very happy man. <3 When he passed away, my mother sent sunflowers. <3
Request by ~DBZandroid18 and !ilovehetalia640
I decided to kill two birds with one stone with this one, since they both asked for a germanyxreader.
I hope you guys like it!
This was kinda inspired from my random thoughts today... I was thinking of my Uncle Chub. He fought in the Korean War, and was a sniper person that would hide in places and would kill the targets he was given. He was injured during one mission, and was stranded for three days because he had no communication with anybody because his mission was a secret I guess. When he was found, he had to have his leg amputated. (I forgot which one, it's been so long since I've seen him and heard his story.)
When he came home, he was never able to sleep at night. Even when I visited him in Minnesota when I was 5, I really only remember him sleeping in the day time. My dad told me that the only reason why, was because every time my uncle closed his eyes, he would see the faces of the men he killed.
Even after that though, he was still a very happy man. <3 When he passed away, my mother sent sunflowers. <3
EDIT: I am no longer writing fanfics, as of 8/7/13. I will not be active until further notice.
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