It’s been a good hot while since you’ve gotten have gotten married and the honeymoon just popped into his head, probably out of nowhere too. Oh the thought of it made Germany melt. You and him, alone, in a beach house. No Italy yapping about pasta and no Prussia going on and on about himself.

After that, Ludwig was determined to go on a honeymoon together with his partner. He packed his stuff and left his office, of course coming home to you.

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A couple of months later, Ludwig was driving the car with you being in the passenger seat, on the way to Rostock where he rented a private beach house for two weeks. He had a faint smile on his lips as he glanced to the side to take a look at you. Oh how lucky he was to marry a pretty one like you.

Once you guys got there, you guys unpacked and took a break in the master bedroom where you guys are having a cuddle session. His strong arms wrapping around you as he pressed you against his chest. He plants a kiss on the top of your head, holding you like you were made out of glass.

“I love you, mein liebling…” He murmured softly with a hint of vulnerability in his voice.