Germany x Reader: Piano lessons

Germany x Reader {Piano lessons}

You were waiting for your piano lesson with Roderich Edelstein, your teacher and a recognized pianist. You entered in his classroom, but the  previous class didn't finished yet. You saw a young boy of your age that you didn't know playing the piano. Next to him was Roderich. Then, he stop playing and he spun and looked at you. He was a very handsome boy, he had beautiful blue eyes like the sky and blond hair. You fell in love with him then.
"I-I'm so sorry, I'll wait outside...!" You muttered.
"Don't worry, _____! You can wait here, we almost finished." Said Roderich. "Ludwig, from the start. Again."
He started playing. Sincerely, he didn't play the piano very well, but you keep looking at him, awestruck. And how his fingers slid on the piano keys... Finally, he finished the piece and Roderich evaluated his performance.
"Well... It's ok for the moment, but you have to study more, Ludwig." Murmured the teacher.
"I study, but...! I think it's so difficult for me...!" Complained the blond guy with a marked German accent.
The Austrian sighed, and when he looked at you, exclaimed:
"I know what we can do! If ______ wants, she can help you! She is a very good pianist, and I think you both can be friends, you have a lot of interests in common."
"Re-Really?" You said. Your heart pounded when you heard his words.
"Hmm... I think it can be ok..." Muttered Ludwig, looking coldly at you.
Then, he gave you his number phone and you decided start practicing on  Friday afternoon.
"We'll meet Friday at five o'clock, am I right?" Ludwig asked, writing out it on his schedule.
"Yes. I hope help you." You blushed. "P-Pleased to meet you..."
"Pleased to meet you too, ______ "he said, sternly "Goodbye, Mr. Edelstein. See you on Friday.
The German left the classroom and you sit on the stool in front of the piano.
"Thank you so much, ______. Ludwig is a persevering person,  but often some scores are very hard for him. I think you'll help him a lot."
"I hope so..."
"And you like him..." Roderich looked at you in the eyes, grinning from ear to ear. You never saw your piano teacher smiling like this.
"What...!? You are completely wrong, I am...!"
"Oh, don't worry. I think Ludwig is also attracted to you."
"What the...!?" You shouted.
"ok, ok... Let's start the class, we can't spend more time talking about this...!  Did you study this score this week?"

~[timeskip to Friday]~

"And... What piece are you studying right now?" You asked. You were in Ludwig's house, a big and beautiful house. He told he lived with his older brother, called Gilbert. He also explained to you his grandfather Germania lived with them, but he died long time ago.
You were in front of the piano, sitting on the same stool, only separated you two few centimeters. When you though on it, you couldn't avoid blush.
Ludwig was a very strict and serious person. He never smiled at you, but you always were grinning at him.
And you were very much in love with Ludwig.
You loved everything of him: his way of being, his physique, his personality... But you didn't know if he also loved you.
"Well, now I'm playing this song..." He shyly muttered, giving you a music sheet.
"Oh, that's... the German anthem?" You exclaimed, surprised. You know this song, but you never played it on the piano.
"Yes... It's one of my favorite pieces. I'm German."
"Can I... Can I try to play it on the piano?" You politely asked.
"Of course... I want to hear you, _____."
You started playing the score. It wasn't so difficult, but it was lovely too. Ludwig was listening to you, astonished for your virtuosity. When you finished the song he said:
"You play the piano very well... I want to be like you, someday."
"Thank you so much..."
"Well, I have one thing that I need to tell you... I love how you play the piano, but..."
You swallow saliva.
"Ich liebe dich, ______." Said him in his language.
"I... also love you, Ludwig." You said, looking at his beautiful light blue eyes.
He slowly approached at you. You caressed his chins and then your lips met. You break the kiss seconds later, and he opened his eyes cautiously.
"Did you like it?"
He didn't respond. He place his hand on your waist and he kissed you passionately.
"______, do you want to be my...?" The German asked after he kissed you.
"Of course I want, mein Schatz." You answered, smiling, before your lips met again in a third excited kiss.