Assuming GERMANY X CHUBBY READER

______ was a great friend of Antonio, Francis and Gilbert, or as they loved to call themselves, the Bad Touch Trio. The four were hanging out at Gilbert's house for a change, playing cards. Since it was hot and the pool and lake in the town were filled to the brim, they stayed inside his air conditioned house.
“I'm out.” Francis said and put his cards down. “Too rich for my blood.”
“Oh please Franny, I can't imagine something too rich for it.” Gilbert said with a cocky grin.
“Mon Dieu, don't call me that stupid nickname.” Francis said.
“Antonio, what about you?” ______ asked.
“I fold.” Antonio said and put his cards down as well.
______ smirked and then looked at Gilbert. “Looks like it's just us.” She commented.
“I guess you're right, frau.” Gilbert said. He showed his hand to everyone else. “Three jacks! Ha, beat that!”
______ sighed with a frown and shook her head in disbelief. “Wow, looks like I,” she put her hand down and smirked “Won.” For, her hand, she had gotten three kings.
Gilbert's mouth was open while Antonio patted her back while she collected all of the chips in the pile. “Looks like you're out Gil.” She smirked.
He squinted. “Beginner's luck.” he spat.
“When this is my third time playing?” She said and the rest laughed. “Oh come on, don't be a spoil sport Gil.” He still pouted. “Maybe we should get Mattie, he always cheers you up.” She commented, making his face red.
“S-shut up!” He huffed.
Francis laughed. “Ooh, defensive, aren't we?” Making ______ and Francis laugh, all Antonio did was smile.
Gilbert squinted and got up from the table. “Don't you think we should comfort him ______?” Antonio asked.
“Eh, leave him, he just needs to cool off by himself.” ______ said, continuing on with their game.
. . .
An hour passed by, ______ now out of the game and watched Antonio and Francis go head to head along with Gilbert. She groaned “I'm sooooo hungry!”
“Get some food then!” Gilbert said.
“I'm too lazy.” She said and then pleaded “Please get some for me?”
“Nope.” Gilbert smiled.
She squinted and then got up. “Where's your kitchen, man?” She asked Francis.
“You sound like a hippie when you call me that, ______.” Francis said, putting two cards down. “It's in the hall closest to us, two doors down to the left.”
“Thanks Franny!” She said.
“Stop calling me that atrocious nickname, mon ami!” He exclaimed in frustration, it only made her laugh.
______ got up from her chair and walked to the kitchen and went to the fridge, but then looked at the top cupboard to see a big glass jar of cookies of all types, but mostly her favorite one, (f/c/t). She knew whatever was in the fridge could wait, this was (f/c/t) cookies we were talking about!
A glint of determination was in her eyes as _______ knelt on the counter, trying to grab them. She got her back straight and even with that, it was no use. “Come on you stupid delicious pieces of heaven!” She exclaimed in frustration.
. . .
Ludwig stopped working on his homework from the voice in the kitchen. He's never heard Gilbert letting a girl in their house, so why would there be one now, especially with all of his friends around. He went to the kitchen and stopped in his tracks and a dark blush started to creep on his cheeks. There was a girl alright, a really really hot girl trying to get cookies on the top shelf.
He shook his head and decided to help her rather than stare at her lovely butt (which he wanted to do really badly.) He went to the side of her and got the jar with ease and she faced him where he gave her the jar. “Did you need help?”
A blush of her own creeped up on her cheeks, a hot guy she has no clue that lived here, helped her with getting cookies. 'Wow, I bet he thinks I'm a pig or something with those biceps.' She thought to herself. “U-uh yeah, th-thanks.” She stuttered and gave a nervous smile.
He smiled a tiny bit, she was cute all nervous like this, but he did have to wonder why she was. “You're welcome.” _______ now sat on the counter and put his hand in front of them. “Ludwig, Ludwig Belischmidt.” He introduced himself.
She blinked out of her funk and said “Wait, you're Gil's brother?” He nodded and she laughed. “You're the brother of the spoil sport, the guy who says he has five meters when in reality he would have four inches the most? The brother of the guy who is such an idiot that you need to have the urge to facepalm when he talks to Mattie, that brother?”
Ludwig chuckled a little at her overreaction. He nodded and said “Yes, I am that brother. I know, it's hard to believe he is my older brother when he's shorter than me.”
She smiled. “Well then,” She shook his hand and said “I'm glad I met the brother of one of my best friends!”
That sparked up a conversation as well and soon, ______ forgot about her poker game and her insecurities and talked more with the buff German and Ludwig forgot about his homework that he needed to do.
. . .
“Where's _______?” Antonio asked the other two.
“Eh don't worry,” Gilbert waved off the question. “She's getting food, remember?”
“I'm surprised with how comfortable she is with us.” Francis said and put three cards down on the table. “I remember that she would never even think of hanging out with us after school and now, she's playing cards and even making witty comebacks.”
“I think she was uncomfortable with us because of the rumors about us.” Antonio pointed out.
“Yeah, I don't think many girls would hang out with us if 'we would fuck anything that has two legs and boobs.'” Gilbert said, even making quotation marks.
Both Antonio and Francis laughed at that comment. “Ah, Barbara, she's always good for making up stories.” Antonio said.
“Where would she get that anyway? I'm gay!” Gilbert pointed out.
“I think it's because of moi,” Francis said as he looked at his cards. “I used to be quite the playboy back when I was a freshman in high school.”
“No kidding, I remember when you hid in a locker in the girl's changing room!” A voice said and the three looked at the doorway to see _______ with a jar of cookies in one arm.
The three laughed and Francis coughed. “Well, personally, I think it's better than scaring off women by saying how I have five meters!”
Gilbert blushed and said “Well, at least I don't talk about how their eyes shine like stars in the sea of dark eyes.”
Francis gasped dramatically and put a hand on his chest. “Mon dieu! That line is one of the most beautiful I have ever said to a woman! At least I know that-”
“Girls girls, you're both pretty.” ______ said, making Antonio laugh a little.
“But-” Both Gilbert and Francis said.
“No buts.” Antonio said. “Unless, if its _______'s butt we're talking about.” Making the three laugh and ______ blush in embarassment.
“It isn't that big!” She exclaimed.
The laughter receded and Antonio said “We weren't making fun of it.”
Francis shook his head. “Simply appreciating it.”
That made her blush a darker shade of red and made her stutter nonsense and then she shut her mouth. She sighed and squint at the three while they had 'innocent' smiles. “What are we playing now?”
. . .
“...And that's how I met with my crush.” ________ replied to Feliciano. Today, she was at Feli and Lovi's house, partly because they had English together and he needed to work on his sonnets, but mostly because she needed to tell someone about her major crush. Lovino was so used to her being there, that he usually made three servings of whatever he was making.
“Wow, that's a really great story!” Feliciano chimed. “With a bella ragazza like you, I'm sure that he feels the same way!”
She gave a short breathe. “Easy for you to say, mister happy Italian. You wouldn't even have to know a girl to get her to sleep with you.” Lovino grumbled. “Don't worry Lovi, you get all of the guys.” And wiggled her eyebrows. “Especially a certain Spaniard.”
“Sh-shut up!” Lovino said with a red face.
_______ rolled her eyes. “Still Feli, I'm just me. I'm not some super smart and pretty.” She said to him. “You idiota, my fratello literally called you beautiful.” Lovino said to her with an irritated tick mark.
She blushed and was silent for a couple of seconds, but went back to normal. “Thanks Feli, but-”
“It's not the same as him saying it?” Feliciano finished her sentence and she nodded. “Ah I understand, but I can see that he does! He doesn't show it all that much, he kinda assumes things.”
_______ nodded. “German sounds like muffled gibberish, no wonder he's bad when it comes with women.” Someone rudely commented.
“Lovi!” ______ whined. “That isn't nice!” She decided to change the subject.“But still, should I say something?” She asked and Lovino got two plates and put them in front of the two and Feli immediately dug in, but she knew that he would still pay attention despite there being pasta.
When he got finished with three bites, he said “Of course _______! Even if I didn't think he liked you in that way, you should still get it off your chest! It's better than bottling it up. I remember once when I bottled up my feelings and I snapped at everyone in sight!”
“You snapping at people?” She said with a chuckle. “Now that's new one.”
“He's serious _______.” Lovino said as he sat down and took a bite of his pasta. “He was just about as bad as me.”
_______'s eyes widened. “Damn.” Was all she could say.
“That's why you should at least say something to him.” Feliciano said to her. “You don't wanna be angry as Lovi, do you?”
Lovino rolled his eyes. “Please, she doesn't have a mean bone in her body.”
“How should I do it then?” _______ asked.
“I don't know. I would rather not help that potato bastard.” Lovino commented as he twirled his fork around the pasta. Sadly, Feli was no help with listing off super cheesy ways to.
. . .
_______ sighed, she didn't know how to go about this. It's been racking through her brain for days now, all the possibilities and yet...nothing sounded good at all. Currently, she was at Kiku's house, working on a project. “_______, you seem down about something?” Her friend, Kiku asked.
She sighed, not even looking at him as she said “I have no idea how to confess to Ludwig!” She groaned. “I mean, nothing sounds good at all! At first I was just thinking of telling him, you know? Then I thought 'nah, that's too lame.' The maybe ask him to go over to your older brother's restaurant and tell him, but then I thought the same thing!” She sighed again and then turned around looking down. “I mean I need to do something origi-” She realized that another pair of shoes was by Kiku's and she hoped that maybe he was going to introduce her to someone who had Ludwig's exact shoes.
She looked to find Kiku embarrassed and Ludwig absolutely shocked. Her eyes widened and she was about as shocked as he was. “F-forgive me _______, I was going to tell you when you finished, I didn't want to interrupt.” Kiku said bowing his head.
She facepalmed, then sighed. She wanted to cry since she knew that this was going to happen, do something rather than make a witty comment. “I guess its going to be the first one. Now, excuse me while I bury my head like an ostrich from embarrassment.”  She said and with that, went into the bathroom close to the living room.
Ludwig was still in 'shell-shock' so to say. Kiku looked to his friend, but he smiled a little. “Ludwig, go talk to her. She assumes that you rejected her.”
That's what got out of Ludwig's state of shock and he walked calmly to the bathroom and knocked on the closed door. “________?” He said through the door. It broke his heart when he heard sniffling. She opened the door and said with a smile, even though it was obvious she was crying before.
“Yeah?” She said with a sad smile.
“You didn't let me respond.” Ludwig said to her.
“Yeah because you were gonna say no.” She said, looking the other way. “I mean, it was kinda stupid of me to assume that you would-” She paused when he leaned close and kissed her cheek. She blinked rapidly and stopped, she looked up to see his face pink.
“Yes, it was.” He replied. “Assuming is pointless when you need an actual answer.” He said, then looked at her with a small smile.
______'s face broke out in a full smile and she wrapped her arms around him and she pulled him by the collar and kissed him on the lips. Ludwig quickly melted into it and put one hand in her hair, and the other on her waist. They pulled away and the both of them were smiling.
“Yeah, I guess it was kinda stupid to assume.” She said with a small laugh. And that's when she learned never to assume with him, he surprised her often with how out of character he could be, but she wouldn't have it any other way.