Leather~ <3 (More smut? xD Must I keep warning of this?)
Ludwig walked into his dorm with his usually proud head hung low. He threw his jacket on the back of the sofa (whereas he normally would have carefully hung it up in the closet) and plopped down on it with uncharacteristic sloppiness. He threw an arm over his face and sighed into the air. Damn. Damn damn damn.
The meeting with his father had gone about as well as he had hoped. The vide principal had been NOT pleased to hear that Ludwig was not dating a girl and never had been. Even Ludwig's status as his favorite and most obedient son hadn't saved him from his father's displeasure. Hopefully, his father's anger would roll its course and all will be well far down the line, but at the moment, Ludwig felt like a chastised child. He was even shaking from the aftermath of that unfortunate meeting. His father's approval had meant so much to him, but he supposed it was a good thing that they were clashing on this subject. Neither Gerward nor Ludwig had backed down on the subect, and Ludwig dimly realized that he had just confirmed (to himself, anyways) that Feliciano was worth fighting with his father for.
There was a whine at his elbow and Ludwig lifted his arm just in time to see all three of his dogs sitting there with curiousity in their eyes. They knew that this was far from normal behavior for him and they, as animals, were offering their unconditional love in that silent, gentle way of theirs. Smiling weakly, the German reached down to stroke either of them, allowing one of them to lean his head against the human's stomach while the other two curled up against the couch.
The meeting with his father had gone about as well as he had hoped. The vide principal had been NOT pleased to hear that Ludwig was not dating a girl and never had been. Even Ludwig's status as his favorite and most obedient son hadn't saved him from his father's displeasure. Hopefully, his father's anger would roll its course and all will be well far down the line, but at the moment, Ludwig felt like a chastised child. He was even shaking from the aftermath of that unfortunate meeting. His father's approval had meant so much to him, but he supposed it was a good thing that they were clashing on this subject. Neither Gerward nor Ludwig had backed down on the subect, and Ludwig dimly realized that he had just confirmed (to himself, anyways) that Feliciano was worth fighting with his father for.
There was a whine at his elbow and Ludwig lifted his arm just in time to see all three of his dogs sitting there with curiousity in their eyes. They knew that this was far from normal behavior for him and they, as animals, were offering their unconditional love in that silent, gentle way of theirs. Smiling weakly, the German reached down to stroke either of them, allowing one of them to lean his head against the human's stomach while the other two curled up against the couch.