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Hey it's me. I'm sure you already know what I'm going to ask.

GerEng...and for the prompt...I'm currently studying for midterms and burning out so something about studying/working and getting burnt out?

Hello omg 😳 Gladly!

Have a lil... softness. :)

"A Brief Recess"

Feat. The silly little guys i guess B)

It was a boring day. A day so normal that an immortal nation-personification-representative would never remember it under normal circumstances. Though, the assembly was a thing to remember.

That's what Arthur believed anyways. It was so incredibly boring that he began to watch his fellow "delegates" during this day's boring summit, watching their bored faces scrunch in disapproval. Though, when his eyes fell on a certain man, he felt the boredom replace itself with a new feeling. One he tried not to acknowledge.

Ludwig, normally the most alert of anyone, looked entirely disheveled. His eyes were halfway closed throughout the current speaker's remarks, and his pen was clicked lazily throughout the whole thing. Even his hair, normally slicked back, was messy and a bit unkempt. That little ballpoint pen might have been the only reason he was still awake. One had to wonder how he had come to this point, but the answer was obvious: the man was working himself to death.

This was unacceptable. Not because he wasn't being professional, but because the exhaustion was further progressed than it should ever be. It was unacceptable because it made Arthur worried. Too worried.

Ludwig even looked ill. He looked like he could collapse at any moment. The sight was so pitiful that Arthur had to pity him, indulging his caring heart.

He raised his placard, labeled "England," and coughed to get the speaker's attention.

"Motion to hold a brief recess, fifteen minutes."

"Herr Kirkland," The speaker, Roderich, began. "We're an hour out from the end of today's gathering. Can't it wait?"

"What of it? It's not like anyone's listening to you, you've been going on about your finances in so many directions that I can't think straight."

"... Does anyone second this?" The Austrian asked, annoyed.

A few placards were raised, further annoying him.

"Any opposed?" He hissed.

Ludwig was the only one to oppose, at which Arthur shot him a glare. Not of anger, but of disbelief.

"Seeing a majority of seconds, the motion is granted." Roderich scoffed as he announced it as the host of this day's events. "Take your fifteen minutes already." He seemed a bit salty.

At that, Arthur stood and went to Ludwig's side, sitting right next to him.

"What do you want, you wanted time to rest. Go take it..." The German was unusually quiet as he scolded the Englishman. He sounded almost like he was whining, as opposed to a usual demanding tone.

"That wasn't for me." Arthur started, equally quiet for his sake. "It was for you."

"What-?" A brow raised was all Ludwig could muster.

"I'm serious! Why are you so disheveled? You look like you've just crawled out of the fires of the underworld." He had a penchant for exaggerating, but this time, it was true.

"I might as well have, I've been working all week." He rolled his eyes, staring back at Arthur.

The moment they finally made eye contact, Ludwig felt himself melting. Not because he was upset, but because Arthur was. It was as if there was an underlying care in his scolding glare.

"Have you even eaten?" Arthur asked, prompted by the way Ludwig sunk into the table.

"You of all people should know we can survive without-"

"Immortality be damned, you need food! And what about water? Or a bath?"

"Um.." It was at that point that Ludwig finally crumpled a bit, falling more into the desk. "..no."

"Bloody hell- I'll have to do something about that, won't I?"

Ludwig tensed.

"Calm down, I'll take you somewhere for dinner. Tonight. Actually, right after the meeting ends."

"Are you... are you sure?" In spite of everything, Ludwig blushed a bit. This was an odd way to be asked out. Especially considering the situation.

"Positive. For now, though, I'm going to get you a water. Stay here and rest your eyes, alright?"

"Mhm..." He didn't hesitate to lay his head down on the desk. In fact, he could barely resist sleep. And so, as the world darkened around him, he let himself imagine being held in the arms of someone he'd been admiring for far too long. Someone with emerald green eyes he could lose himself entirely in.

He opted to blame his heart for making his head hurt, rather than the lack of hydration.

Arthur left hastily, running to the nearest vending machine he saw and putting in a bill. Once he had obtained the water, he returned to the conference room, only to see that Ludwig had fallen asleep before he could come back.

Poor dear.

Setting the bottle down by the placard, he took his place at the table once again. In spite of the recess' end, he couldn't keep his eyes off of Ludwig, as if hoping to will the man into rest. Gradually, he noticed himself getting a little too hot for the room, his face burning.

"What is wrong with me..?" He asked himself, accidentally out loud.

All eyes were on Arthur Kirkland in that moment. The subject of the room's curiosity went red in the face.

"Bugger off, would you?"

Except, they didn't. Not even when the meeting ended, and Arthur went quietly to Ludwig's side to wake him gently.

A few words were audible to anyone who listened:

"Come on, love. It's time to go."

"But-"

"No buts." Arthur lifted the taller man out of his seat on his shoulder with considerable effort. "Christ, you're heavy-"

"Oh, I can stand-" Ludwig held his own weight, despite wobbling a bit.

"No, it's fine. Feel free to lean on me, actually." Arthur held his hand as they walked outside, taking a moment every now and then to check on the taller.

Ludwig looked a little less exhausted, which was good. He slowly got into a rhythm with his steps, signifying a return to the waking world. Of course, when he almost walked out into traffic, Arthur had to grab him.

Neither minded, though. Bar the scary experience.

"You alright there?"

"Less tired now..." His dull eyes betrayed him, proving his answer to be a lie. "Can we just go back to the hotel? It's on the way."

"Of course, but I'm still buying you food."

"You don't have to, I can-"

"Shush." Arthur continued to lead him until the reached the building of their chosen hotel. It wasn't a difficult journey, after all.

Soon enough, Ludwig was on the couch in his room. He breathed deeply, trying to relax.

"There we go... Is there anything in particular you want?" Arthur put a blanket over him.

"Bread... That's all I could want right now..."

"I understand. I'll be back soon, alright?" Without thinking, Arthur put his hand underneath Ludwig's chin, effectively holding his gaze up.

Both men blushed, silently staring at each other for a solid minute.

"...what did you say again?"

"Just- Go to sleep. I won't be gone long." Arthur tore himself away, headed for the door with a huff.

Ludwig put his own hand where Arthur's was now missing, smiling to himself. "Don't, uh... don't forget the key."

"What do you take me for? As a gentleman, it's my duty to remember such things. And as an ill man, it's your duty to rest."

"I'm not ill-"

"You fit the bill, now lie down already."

With a sad face, Ludwig followed the order, watching the Englishman leave.

Arthur left, still red in the face and struggling to make his heart stop racing. He thought back on his decision to force the assembly to have a recess, reminding himself of one thing: it was just a kind gesture.

Right?

It may not have been something Ludwig would have asked for, but it was something he needed.

Arthur didn't want to admit that he cared, but after his actions today, he may be forced to. It wasn't like he was trying to care, it just happened. "Curses..." was all he could say in response to his heart's foolish insistence upon making him blush for that self-destructive fool.

He didn't realize that he'd been distracted, thinking about Ludwig, until he was back at the doors of the hotel with some groceries in hand. Once the door was unlocked, he was brought back to reality, because reality was far more necessary to think about than his own heart.

Ludwig woke at the sound of the hotel door opening, blinking a bit. "Oh, it's you... Where am I?" He looked confused, but not scared.

Arthur chuckled. "You're in a hotel, and I'm back with bread."

"Oh, good... I'm hungry."

"Good, because that's the whole reason I went out." He smirked and set the bag on the counter. "How does sourdough sound?"

"Good... Don't try to toast it, though." Ludwig tried to stand.

"Don't you dare try to stand, you're supposed to be resting."

"Mm... Wait, but-"

"No sir. Don't you dare." He gave Ludwig a look.

The man was back on the couch in mere seconds.

"Good. Now don't you worry about a thing." Arthur walked back to the room, a few slices of bread on the plate, along with some butter. He sat down next to Ludwig, unintentionally curling up next to him.

"Is there a reason you're...?" The German put an arm around him nonetheless.

"No... But if it gets you to rest, I don't mind it." There were more reasons than that, but excuses were a comfort he tried to enjoy.

"Well, it's okay... I like it..." Ludwig started to drift off again, holding Arthur to his chest.

"I like it too." Arthur muttered. He let himself be held, relaxing as well.

Through the night, the pair cuddled each other. They slept peacefully, not even disturbed by each other's warmth. The soft rise and fall of each chest lulled them both into true rest.

The day had been boring, sure, but the night was gentle enough to remember.

(Probably deleting this later) does anyone know wtf was going on in the vol 5 teaser

She mostly lives in my head right now but I’m working out the kinks. I’m trying to write something for her. I might change a few things because I’m very inconsistent sometimes.

I’m still trying to figure out the timeline but they find her three months after their fight with Shredder but before the Krang invasion. I don’t know how long before the invasion happens but long enough for her to get settled and comfortable with her new life. She is Mikey’s twin so the same age as him and she spent 5 years on the streets and 5 years with her Sensei (you’ll learn more about him later if I actually finish writing her story) and 3 years with Bishop. She got separated in the explosion at the lab. Splinter couldn’t save her but didn’t tell the boys so they wouldn’t grieve for a sibling they never knew. Karai visits her the night after they defeat the Shredder and tells her everything. Her brothers see Bishop talking about finding a mutant turtle on the news and rescue her. Bishop basically experimented on her for those 3 years. At first, everyone wrote him off as crazy but when he eventually got enough people to see her and believe him, he eventually becomes the head of the EPF. She’s very shy and quiet because of Bishop (and the fact she stopped speaking after he took her). She’s also very nervous and skittish. She wears a hoodie because it makes her feel safe and warm. Also because her scars make her feel uncomfortable so she tries to cover them up. Her weapon is a bow (Yumi) and arrows, and her Ninpo is electric based. Thanks for listening to my infodump! Feel free to ask more questions if you want. There’s also still some more stuff, but like I said, I’m writing something. In fact, I’ll post chapter 1 right now!

*Spits out water*

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