When Ludwig removed his lips, you looked up at him. He looked down, and then turned red. It seems as if he just realized he only had a towel on. You giggled. "Here, I'll let you get dressed." You chuckled, standing up and walking out of the room. You wandered into the bathroom, using the wall to keep yourself steady. You looked into the mirror. This was you. You put your hand over your right eye. No light shown in that eye. And most likely no light ever would. You were just thankful that your were left with at least the sight in your left eye.


You ran your hand through your (h/l) (h/c). This was real. It had to be. You weren't going to wake up in the hospital, alone and immobile. Cause this was real. "This is real." You whispered. You walked out of the bathroom. Heading towards the stairs. But before you even tried to go down, you heard a voice. "Do you need help?" You looked behind you, to your disappointment, it was Gilbert. "No, I'm fine, I made it up here, I can make it down too." You replied, taking a step forward and nearly falling before the red-eyed man helped you. "Look, it'd be a real shame to see a pretty thing like you get hurt just because you turned down a simple offer, besides. NO ONE TURNS DOWN THE AWESOME GILBERT!" That's when you sighed, but before you replied, a shoe went flying at Gilbert, causing him to tumble down the stairs.   You turned to see Ludwig come down the hall. "Will he be alright...?" you questioned, looking at the figure at the bottom of the stairs. "Ja, he'll be fine." Ludwig said. That's when you noticed Gilbert getting up, rubbing his head. "Hey! What was that for?" Gilbert mumbled. "I don't know, but I figured you did something to deserve it." Was all Ludwig replied with. He turned his blue eyes to you. "Are you sure you don't need help going down the stairs?" He offered, hold his hand out to you. Making you blush slightly. "I guess.." You murmured, taking his hand. He helped you step by step down the stairs.


~~~~Le time skip


You laid on the couch watching t.v, and quite honestly you weren't sure what you were watching. Gilbert and Ludwig had prepared you a big 'Welcome Home' Dinner. And you were basically stuffed. "______, what are you watching?" Ludwig asked, walking into the living room. "I dunno, I was just flipping through th-" You stopped at the sight in front of you. Ludwig, was shirtless once again. "______?" You heard him ask, trying to follow your gaze, until he realized what you were staring at. And with that he laughed, making you turn a bright red. "Stop! I can't help it that you're...You're chest is so distracting!" You tried to justify your self. "Are you saying you want me to put a shirt on?" Ludwig questioned, making it look as if he was going to go upstairs and grab one. "No!" You yelled, but then cleared your throat. "I-I mean, whatever, I-i don't care." Lie. You knew all you wanted to do was touch his chest. "_______, you are a bad liar, worse that Feliciano." Ludwig chuckled, then mumbled something under his breath, you could have sworn he said something like 'tomato box fairy' but you couldn't tell.


After a while, you had fallen asleep on Ludwig after he settled down next to you to watch t.v with you. Ludwig smiled, looking at your sleeping figure. He sighed and pressed a kiss to your forehead, before picking you up and carrying you up stairs. He laid you down in his bed. Saying his goodnight's. Tucking you in, he went back down stairs and slept on the couch.

In the morning you would question why he didn't just let you sleep on the couch. In the morning you would ask why he just didn't sleep with you. But for know you were perfectly content.