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"(Your name) vhat are you looking at?" Ludwig, also known as germany, replied standing above the (h/c) haired girl sitting at his computer. She was hardly paying attention, just glaring at the screen in front of her.

"Hmm.." was all he got from her. Sighing, he grabbed a newspaper and began to read it while still staring at her, wondering what on earth she was doing.

"Is it true all Germans are mean and tough?"

Ludwig took a moment to understand what she was asking, making sure he didn't take it the wrong way.

"No (your name), why vould you think something like zat-"

"Are Germans always angry?"

His face began to heat up. It was like she was pressuring him.

"No (your name), I don't see why zis is-"

"Are all Germans obsessed with beer?"

Ludwig's eyebrow twitched slightly.

"N-no! Verdammit (your name).."

"Do you guys only eat sausage and schnitzels?"

"Of course not!" Ludwig was getting furious. Not at (your name), but at the damn stereotypes she was reading about him and his culture. He didn't like it. He didn't want (your name) to think the wrong way about him.

The next question she was about to say however would totally flip him off the edge.

"Is it true that most German men aren't that romantic?"

For a moment, there was a silence that made both Ludwig and (your name) feel unconfortable.

"(Your name).." Ludwig finally said, however the (h/c) haired girl having no idea how close he was getting to her.

"Lud-" she looked to her right but he wasn't there. She began to heat up when she felt warm breath tickle her neck, and a strong arm wrap around her stomach, pulling her into a strong muscualr chest.

"Zhoes things aren't true (your name) because I.."

(Your name) looked up and kissed under the german's chin, making his face also turn pink. With that, he smirked, before planting a kiss right on her lips.

"Don't worry." (your name) laughed, savoring the moment of how close they both were. "I don't really believe them either."

Ludwig chuckled slightly before rethinking her sentence over. 'I don't REALLY believe them either'
The words ran through his mind.

Without thinking, he swung her over his shoulder, ignoring all the little squeaks and yips coming from her mouth.

He walked up the stairs still ignoring her and plunged her into the bed, instantly pinning her down so she couldn't escape.

"Ludwig, what are you-"

He smashed his lips to her before she could even blink.

"After zis, you'll have a very different perspective of me (your name)~"
OOC-ness you guys WATCH OUT!~!~! I had to do this one though.

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