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Ludwig looked around as he entered the house, frowning softly; none of the lights downstairs were on, the tv wasn’t on either. Feliciano was always so bad at remembering to turn off things off, why were they all off? “Feliciano?” Ludwig called into the dark, turning on the livingroom light and seeing that Feliciano wasn’t on the sofa. He walked through the house, looking in each room before finding Feliciano huddled in the corner of the baby’s room, holding one of the larger plush toys to his chest, burying his face into it. “…Feliciano,” Ludwig said again, again not getting a response from the

Feliciano looked up and down the road, biting his lip softly. Arthur and Antonio were meant to have arrived at 10, it was now 10:30, and he was starting to get worried. Maybe something had gone wrong? Or maybe he’d gotten the date wrong. He looked down at his phone, he definitely wasn’t wrong, Ludwig’d written it down. Today at 10. “Feliciano,” Ludwig said from the door, “Come inside, you’ll get cold.” “But they’re not here yet,” he whined in return. Ludwig walked to his side, holding his hand, “They know where we live, they came to the new years party. They’ll be h