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"Come on, Cap! Don't make me pick your lock!" you shouted through the door, giving the hardwood another sharp rap with your knuckles. You balanced a bag of muffins, a cup holder of two large coffees, a tourist book for Washington DC and Steve's newspaper in one hand and knocked on his door with the other. "Cap!" Finally, the door swung open and he stood there with one arm against the doorframe and the other dangling at his side, hair disheveled and face adorably clouded with sleepy confusion. You glanced down, noticed his lack of shirt, and immediately forced your gaze back up to his face. You grinned brightly. "Mornin', sunshine." "One, wh

It was Friday night, and Julia was finally making up for tricking you into training with her brother, Ludwig.  She picked you up for the movie, but instead of driving to the theatre she drove back to her and Ludwig's house. “I vant to change quickly before ve go to ze theatre,” she said.  You were already dressed in a frilly (fave colour) top and a pair of black leggings. You groaned.  “Julia, why do you always do this to me?  I think I'll just wait in the car.” “You're really going to pass up a chance to see Ludvig?”  She lifted an eyebrow.  “Even vhen I helped you pick an outfit I zought he'd

You sat outside a café, resting your head against your hand, and sighed loudly.  Your best friend, and co-worker, Julia Beilschmidt (a/n: Fem!Prussia) looked at you and smirked. “Vat are you doing?  Probably zinking of Ludvig, or daydreaming about kissing in ze rain, again.” “Hey!  Why would you bring that up?” “Because I know being kissed in ze rain is somezing you've alvays vanted.” You blushed and glanced away.  Julia was very much aware of your love for her blond-haired, blue-eyed younger brother.  You sighed again and began ranting.  “Who am I kidding?  Ludwig wouldn't look twice a

“Vell, vell, vell...I can't believe mein eyes.” You wrinkled your nose at the disturbance.  You were so warm and comfortable in bed, and instinctively moved closer to its warmth...a firm warmth, you noticed, in your sleepy state.  You opened your eyes a crack and saw you were burrowed against Ludwig's chest.  He was breathing deeply, still asleep, with an arm draped over your shoulders.  You turned a bit so you could see the doorway; Julia was leaning against the door frame with a wide, devilish smirk on her face. You suddenly panicked.  “Julia...” Ludwig mumbled in his sleep, and Julia moved to the foot of the be