Feliciano sighed as he snapped his phone shut , Ludwig hadn't responded in the last few hours ,  and he was starting to worry . Ludwig was never absent from his work .nor late.  And he hadn't been here for three whole days . He hadn't even answered Feli's texts.  So , Feliciano began over to the blonde's house after work.  He knocked lightly , three ;  four times before he tang Te doorbell . There was no answer . Anxious , Feliciano tried the doorknob , pushing at the door. It opened wide ,  and Feli began in , calling for him . " Luddy? " he heard a slight groan come from the couch ,  and a figure moved slightly.  Feliciano flipped on the lights , hurrying back over to the couch.  The figure had been Ludwig.  He looked awful ,  his hair was messy and his band toppled into hi forehead . He had bags under his eyes , and his face was bright red. " Ludwig?  Are you alright ? "  Feliciano asked ,  quickly feeling his german friend's forehead.  He was blazing with a fever.  "  ja...just a little cold ...." he replied weakly , his voice cracking . "  a little cold ?  You're downright sick , Ludwig !"  Feli exclaimed. He pushed Ludwig back into the couch , lightly fluffing his pillow and covering him  with a blanket before heading to the kitchen . " don't you worry !  I'll make sure you get well " he laughed , pulling some medication from the cabinet.  He grabbed a glass and poured a can of juice into it as a chaser.  "  here"  he went back , medication and glass of juice in hand as he knelt next to Ludwig . He sat both in the floor ,  standing on his knees to sit Ludwig up so he could take the medicine.  The blonde took the medication , sipping from the glass.  He finished off the juice ,  and Feliciano helped him lie back down. 

" now you take a nap  , and I'll make some pasta- or some wurst " Feliciano smiled ,  and began back towards the kitchen ,  but Ludwig grabbed his wrist.  " danke " he murmured , eyes closed as he pulled bis hand back with a small smile. " Gern geschehen"  he whispered and began away again.