GerCan: An Odd Love

Oh Maple Gott...

Ludwig sighed and left the meeting, bumping into someone on the way out.

"Oh, sorry Germany," Matthew giggled.

"Hallo Matthew. Vhat are jou up to?"

Matthew shrugged, "Hockey came. Care to watch?"

"Zhat sounds relaxing, vhy not? Jour house?"

Matthew nodded and took his hand as they walked to his house.

"Jour house is very big..."

He nodded and turned the tv on, getting comfortable. "Beer Ludwig?"

"I'll get zhem for jou," he chuckled and hurried into the kitchen. He came back with two, handing one to him, sipping his.

Matthew was glued to his screen as he watched his team.

"FUCK YES! SUCK THE PUCK YA MAPLE GUZZLERS!"

Ludwig blinked and scooted a little over.

Matthew started laughing and swearing in French. He smashed his beer bottle.

"THAT'S A FOWL! ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND REF?!"

"Ah...Matty, maybe ve can vatch something else?"

He kicked the coffee table over and swore more.

Ludwig sighed and stood up, tugging his curl.

"Enough...behave!"

Matthew whimpered and covered his mouth.

"Are jou doing to stop?"

He nodded blushing darkly.

Ludwig looked at the curl and his face and let it go.

"I'm sorry!"

"I-It's okay!"

Ludwig looked down and gulped blushing darker.

"Jou...Jou have a bulge."

Matthew squeaked and covered himself blushing darkly.

He glanced up, panting softly, "I'm ah...I need to use the bathroom. Please excuse me!"

He bolted out of the room.