Zifker

Feliciano shifted in his seat, reminding himself how much he hated bus rides with Ludwig. Almost everything else involving his Germany he adored, but the bus rides were different... To start, Ludwig never spoke on the bus. Feliciano always had to be the conversation starter, and he never had a good idea what to talk about with his boyfriend. Ludwig always just sat there, reading his fashion magazines with a perfect poker face. Secondly, the seats were so uncomfortable. Italy couldn't stop fidgeting in them no matter how hard he tried, or how aware of the extent to which it annoyed Germany. So, the discomfort in his back and bum, combined w