Husband Germany

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Disabled Husband France

Requested by madigen

Also a big fan of this ship because they can be rather cute together.

Narrator's POV

Ludwig woke up feeling cold.  Rolling over, he was shocked to find the other side of the bed empty.  Worry began ebbing away at him as he got up, looking around for his husband Francis.

It's not that Ludwig didn't trust Francis, it's just that he's always worried about Francis, especially after the accident.

----------------- Flashback To 6 Months Ago ------------------

It was dusk and the two were walking through the beautiful city, holding hands.

"Zhat was a wonderful restaurant."  Francis said happily.  Ludwig nodded, a small smile on his face.

"Ja, zhe food vas very good."  Ludwig said.  Francis looked up at him with a playful pout.

"Does zhat mean it is better zhen my cooking?"  Francis asked.  Ludwig blushed and shook his head.

"N-nein,"  He answered, getting a laugh from the Frenchman.  Ludwig felt his heart flutter at the sound of his husband's laugh.  Francis squeezed Ludwig's hand as he leaned onto Ludwig's arm.  Ludwig just squeezed back and leaned his head onto's Francis's head.

Just as they were crossing the street, the sound of a car skidding and people screaming reached their ears.  Before Ludwig even had a moment to see what was coming, Francis roughly shoved him away.

Ludwig looked up surprised, only to hear the sound of a car hitting something as something liquid-like hit his cheek.  Ludwig placed his hand on his cheek and withdrew it with horror etched onto his face;

Blood.  It was blood.

Ludwig looked over and saw a car crashed into a wall and something horrible beside the car-

"FRANCIS!"  Ludwig cried out as he scrambled over to his husband's body.  Ludwig cradled Francis in his arms as other people called for ambulances.

"Francis, Francis, bitte [please] vake up."  Ludwig begged.  "Stay vith me, bitte, I'm begging jou."

The rest was a blur as Ludwig went with the ambulance with Francis to a nearby hospital where Francis was rushed into the emergency room.

Somehow during these grueling hours of surgery Ludwig had managed to give a statement to the police and call some of his and Francis's friends and relatives.

The first to arrive had been Francis's long time friend Antonio along with Antonio's boyfriend and Francis's younger brother, Lovino.  After them came Ludwig's brother Gilbert, who picked up Lovino's younger twin, Feliciano.

They all crowded around the still in shock Ludwig who sat numbly in the chair, face in his hands.

It felt like an eternity till the doctors came and gave them all the news.

"Mr Bonnefoy will definitely live,"  The doctor declared, getting cheers and sighs of relief.  "However..."  The doctor said, gaining silence as Ludwig and everyone else tensed back up.

"However, he will most likely be permanently disabled."  Immediately Antonio shot up.

"What's wrong doctor?"  He asked as everyone leaned in to listen.  The doctor pushed his glasses up as he glanced down at a clipboard.

"He has a few fractured ribs and a broken wrist, which will heal, but..."  The doctor coughed into his hand.  "After the car hit him, it appears that it ran over his legs."  Everyone held their breaths.

"We managed to save his right leg, his left leg however suffered too many breaks.  Though we patched them up, it's unlikely he'll ever be able to walk normally ever again."  The doctor said as silence took hold.

"But-a isn't there-a any hope?"  Feliciano asked, breaking the choking silence.  The doctor cleared his throat.

"There is a chance that he might walk on the leg again, but it would probably be too painful to do so.  Once his legs get healed and with physical therapy, the most he can do is stand with the aid of crutches and possibly walk with them, but that will still be bothersome and a tad painful for him."  The doctor said, probably trying to give them what little hope the situation could afford.

With that the doctor left as the group made their way to Francis's room where they found him unconscious, hooked up to multiple machines with bandages everywhere.  It was a hard sight to take in, especially for Ludwig who sat beside Francis, holding his hand, silently vowing to take care of Francis so that Francis would never be upset or in danger again.

  ----------------- End Of Flashback ------------------  

"Gott vhere is he?"  Ludwig mumbled as he looked around the house.  As he neared the kitchen he let a sigh of relief out at the delicious scent.

'Must be cooking in zhe kitchen,'  Ludwig thought.  And he was right.

In the kitchen, using his crutches for support, stood Francis, humming a tune as he finished the last crepe, setting it down on a nearby plate.  Ludwig walked into the kitchen and stood behind Francis, gently pulling him into his warm embrace.

"Good morning to you too."  Francis said cheerfully as he leaned into Ludwig's chest.

"Jou should have told me if jou vere hungry."  Ludwig said somewhat more sternly than he had meant to.  Francis sighed but before he could answer, Ludwig picked him up bridal style, carrying him over to a chair where he gently placed Francis down.

"And jou shouldn't be valking,"  Ludwig said, placing the crutches out of Francis's reach.  "Zhe doctor said jou still need to rest."  Francis sighed and placed a hand on Ludwig's cheek.

"Mon amour,"  Francis said in a soft voice.  "Mon amour, please stop zhis."  Ludwig shook his head.

"I don't know vhat jou are talking about."  Ludwig said, turning away.  Francis hugged Ludwig around his waist, pulling himself forward.

"Ludwig, s'il vous plaît [please],"  Francis begged.  "Can't we be 'appy like we used to be, s'il vous plaît?"  Ludwig was shocked by that.

"...Jou aren't happy?"  Ludwig asked, thinking of how after the accident he had been trying his hardest to fulfill every desire and want Francis could ever have.

"Non," Francis said.  "I can not be 'appy watching you suffer like zhis."  Francis stated, looking up at Ludwig with teary eyes.  Ludwig felt his heart ache as he quickly pulled Francis into his embrace.

"Oui, I know zhat I am like zhis,"  Francis began, shaking a bit.  "But zhat doesn't mean you need to treat me like zhis, like a burden, like something zhat upsets you."

"Nein!  Jou-"

"Non,"  Francis said, cutting him off.  "I 'ave seen zhe way you look at me and at my leg.  You always wear a look of pain and I can not stand seeing zhe love of my life in pain, especially when I am zhe on causing it."  Ludwig frantically shook his head.

"Nien, nein, nein,"  Ludwig said, pulling Francis's chin up so that their eyes met.  "Jou are not zhe one causing me any pain."  Francis pulled away.

"Zhen what is causing you to act so distant?"  Francis cried out, distress being heard.  Ludwig sighed.

"I can't explain,"  Ludwig said in a frustrated tone, placing a hand on his forehead.  Speaking his feelings had never been his strong suit.  Francis placed a hand on Ludwig's shoulder.

"Try mon amour,"  Francis said.  Ludwig bent forward, wrapping his arms around Francis while placing his head in the crook of Francis's neck.

"...I'm s-scared Francis,"  Ludwig whispered out, sounding like a frightened child.  "I'm so scared of losing jou."  Francis gently hugged back as Ludwig continued, "After zhe accident I... I vas so s-scared zhat I could lose jou a-and zhen vhen I heard about jour leg and zhe pain I... I..."  Francis nodded as Ludwig began to tremble.

"Shh, mon amour, shh,"  Francis said softly as tears fell from his eyes.  "I can't even imagine 'ow you and zhe others felt but Ludwig, look at me."  Ludwig pulled away and let his teary eyes meet Francis's own.  Francis leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Ludwig's lips.

"Mon amour, all zhat matters is zhat zhe two of us are together."  Francis said, placing his forehead against Ludwig's.  "I am alive and so are you and we both love each other very very much."

"..."

"Here,"  Francis said, taking Ludwig's hand and guiding it to Francis's chest, right over his heart.  "You can feel my 'eart beating, so zhat means zhat I am alive."

"Ja,"  Ludwig said softly.  "... Francis, I... I'm sorry for-"

"Non,"  Francis said, cutting him off.  "Do not apologize.  Just do two small things for me."

"Vhat?"  Ludwig asked.  Francis smiled.

"Stay by my side and be 'appy with me, mon amour."  Francis said.  Ludwig smiled a bit for the first time in months.

"Ja, I vill."  Ludwig said.  Francis hummed back in response.

"Good, now let's eat zhe crepes,"  Francis said, pulling away from the hug.  He then playfully pouted and puffed his cheeks.  "I don't want all my 'ard work to go to waste."  Ludwig chuckled and took a seat beside him.

"Ja, and it has been a vhile since I last had jour crepes."  Ludwig said as he grabbed the plates, passing one to Francis.

The sounds of eating soon filled the room along with playful comments and jokes, followed by rich laughter and chuckles as the two relaxed and acted as they had before the accident.

When done, Ludwig gave Francis's his crutches and took the plates over to the sink as Francis went to the living room to sit on the couch.

While cleaning the plates the phone rang and Francis picked it up.  He had just finished the call when Ludwig walked into the room, surprised to see Francis practically bouncing on the couch.

"Ludwig!"  Francis cried joyfully, trying to stand without his crutches.  Ludwig rushed forward and pushed the giddy man back onto the couch.

"Vhat is it?"  Ludwig asked.  Francis grinned.

"It was zhe doctor,"  Francis said.  Ludwig tensed.  "And 'e said zhat zhere might be a way to save my leg!"  Francis exclaimed.  Ludwig felt shocked as he looked at Francis with wide eyes.

"Are jou sure?"  Ludwig asked.  Francis nodded excitedly.

"Oui!  'e said with a lot of physical therapy and an extra surgery or two I could walk again!"  Francis said.  Ludwig smiled and pulled Francis into his embrace.

"Das ist wunderbar. [That is wonderful]"  Ludwig said.  Francis cuddled into Ludwig's embrace as Ludwig held him tight, not because he was afraid he'd lose Francis, but because he was so happy that maybe, just maybe, they could go on with their lives as they had planned to before.

"Je t'aime,"  Francis said, looking up at Ludwig with eyes filled with happiness.  Ludwig smiled back.

"Ich liebe dich,"  Ludwig replied.  "Ich liebe dich so sehr. [I love you so much]"

~Fin~