It was the German's birthday today. His messy, unfixed hair was juxtaposing the fact that he was completely ready for his birthday.
You felt his blue eyes look into your (e/c) as he sat up on the bed.
And what's worse - it's raining beautifully outside. You thought that the rain was going to end quickly, but that wasn't so. It had been ongoing for the past six hours.
"Happy Birthday, Ludwig."
His smile was enough to tell that he was satisfied.
"Thank you." His blue eyes traced itself to the closed window, watching the pouring rain. "Guess we can only spend my birthday indoor."
"It's alright," you sighed. "We'll make it worthwhile." You pulled him downstairs into the kitchen. "We'll bake a cake together!"
"J-Ja. That's a good idea, (Name)!" You tossed Ludwig his blue apron as you put on your green one.
Ludwig was surely an expert at baking cake. In less than twenty minutes, he had whipped up the ingredients and was now putting the cream into the mold.
Ludwig wiped the sweat off his head as he put the mold into his oven, twisting it to 450° for thirty minutes.
"I hope your birthday doesn't suck so far, Ludwig."
You watch him shake his head. "Nein, it doesn't. It's perfect."
The oven rang as Ludwig ran to the kitchen, smiling as he placed the cake onto the table.
"Oh my goodness. This cake looks wonderful."
Ludwig gave you a fork.
He sent you a look.
You stabbed your fork into the cake, taking a small bite out of the delicious -
"How is it?"
"I'm sorry, Ludwig. I couldn't make this birthday the best for you."
"I think this is my best birthday by far."
Ludwig leaned down to kiss you.