You were laying face down on your bed, staring at the wall, recalling the events that happened that afternoon. One minute you were resting on the couch, the next Ludwig punished you for something Gilbert did. Your feelings were swirling together. At one end you felt hurt and embarrassed that Ludwig didn't believe you and did something like that, and on the other... well, you weren't even sure how to describe it.
The room's door slowly creaked open. You turned your head towards the interruption. In the doorway, you saw Ludwig standing there. Even though his head was down, looking at the floor, you could tell his face was red.
"What do you want?" You snapped, trying to sound angry, but ended up sounding pathetic as you choked on the words.
"(N-name)..." He started, after a deep breath. His large hands ran throug