Germany x Reader
"What was that?" You asked. Ludwig had said something incoherent and you didn't quite want to miss it seeing as though he said it was rather important.
"I said," he started, "..."
"Ludwig, you're mumbling again. How do you expect me to possibly hear you if you keep doing that?" you query. Sighing, you look down and start to fidget with the hem of your shirt. You tilt your head to the side letting [h/c] locks fall gracefully, framing your face. Ludwig blushed at the sight, he'd always thought that you looked adorable when you did that.
Sighing, himself, he was nearly ready to give up on confessing to you. What good would it be if he couldn't speak loud enough? He had never been the most romantic type, so he didn't have much courage when it came to this. He looked down upon his own, strong hands that were toying with one another. That's when he got an idea. It may have been cliche, but, really, he couldn't think of anything other at the moment.
"_________, come here... You have a little something right there..." He said placing his hand on your jaw and with the free hand, used his index finger to tilt your chin upwards to look at him.
"Oh really?" You asked. "Where?"
"Right there." He replied, motioning to a general area on your lips, with his eyes.
You raised your hand and gently brushed your fingers over the left side of your lips. "Right here?"
You glided your fingers to the right side of your lips. "Here?"
"No, here, let me get it..." He trailed off and inched closer towards you. Ludwig leaned in towards your face until there was barely an inch of space left between you. He quickly closed the gap, however, when he leaned even closer to you and your lips met with his.
Your seemingly innocent kiss turned passionate over a series of minutes, but left you for the dreaded need for air. You two parted and he rested his forehead on yours.
"Ich liebe dich, _______..." He stated barely above a whisper, out of breath.
"I know, I love you, too..."
After all, actions speak louder than words...