GermanyxReader Thank You

"[Name]! Get in here!" You jumped at the harshness in your bosses voice. He was angry, and you knew why. You slowly walked into his office and shut the door. You felt lke a child being called into the princpals office again. You sat down and began to fiddle with the loose thread on your skirt. "I want you to tell me why two shelves of supplies were knocked over! Most importantly, I want you to tell me why they didn't get picked up." You looked into his icey blue eyes and blushed. Even after a whole year of working with him, you still couldn't think straight when he was around. "W-well sir, I was going to, but I was stopped by a costumer. She asked me or help and she looked angry. Like she was ready to leave." He looked at you. Like he was debating on believing you or not.


"An extremly valued costumer slipped and fell on the bags and now has a broken wrist. I'm sorry [Name], but I'm going to have to let you go." Tears began to form in your eyes. You remember how hard it was to get the job you have now. You had bills to pay and a sick mother to take care of. Not only that, but you thought the two of you were friends. Ludwig blushed and shook his head when he noticed your tears. Normally when people cried, he didn't care, but you were an exception. You hid behind your hair the best you could as the tears started streaming down your face. "O-oh...okay. I'll just-um-go grab my things and leave then." You got up and began to walk towards the door. You stopped when you heard him call after you.


He sighed. "[Name], in the tweleve months you've been here, I have never gotten a complaint-" He tried to hide his face behind his hands as he spoke, but you saw the blush anyway. "-maybe we can over look this." Your eyes were wide and you smiled brightly. "BUT! Only on one condition." You faced him, a look of determination on your face. "Yes sir! Anything!" You blushed. You didn't mean to shout. He rubbed the back of his neck and cleared his throat. 'Is he...nervous?' You asked yourself. His face was bright red as he spoke. "Ah-um...[Name]? Would you-uh-mind going to-uh-dinner with me sometime this week?" Your mouth dropped open. Your face turned red to match his. There was a long pause and he began to look as if he were ready to be rejected. You smiled softly. "Oh Ludwig, I would love too." He looked up at you in surprise.


"G-great! Uh-how about, Thursday? At seven?" You walked over to him as he got up. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him down and gave him a peck on the cheek. "That sounds perfect, Luddy." He blushed and looked away. "[Name], what have I told you about calling me that?" You giggled and tried to do the best male German accent you could. "Don't call me that in public, [Name]." He smiled and looked at you. Your (e/c) eyes were sparkling in the light shining through the window. He coughed nervously and walked out of your grasp, leaving you a little dissapointed. "So Thursday night at seven. I'll see you then. Well, I mean, I'll see you before that, obviously, but I mean I'll see you, as in, see you, see you..." You laughed at how nervous he acted. "You got it boss." You turned on your heels and started to walk away. Before you opened the door, you glanced back at the German man. "Thank you, Ludwig. For every thing." He smiled at you and you walked out. You couldn't wait for your date with Ludwig.