Each day progressed the same way. Feliciano would claim he was hungry and Ludwig would cook him pasta. He gradually began to gain weight again. His eyes held so much sadness. Ludwig wished he could replace that. He missed the happy-go-lucky boy. Feliciano still whispered when he talked. It was like he was afraid to raise his voice. Feliciano was still unresponsive to many things though.
One day, Lovino was sitting with Feliciano. He was trying to get Feliciano to talk to him. Feliciano didn't even nod or anything. Antonio walked over to him.
"Hey Feli. Why won't you talk to us? We aren't here to hurt you."
"Nice try," Gilbert said as he walked in the living room. "But he won't respond to anything."
"But you've managed to get him to eat?" Lovino asked. Gilbert nodded as he sat beside Ludwig.
"Ja. But other than that he's pretty much the same as before. The only time he talks is to tell us he's hungry."
Lovino looked at Feliciano. Antonio sighed and rubbed Feliciano's head. His ears flattened and he let out this weird noise. They all looked at him. Feliciano's eyes were wide.
"Stop..." Feliciano whispered. Antonio took his hand away.
"What's wrong Feliciano?" Lovino asked as moved closer to him.
"STOP!" Feliciano screamed before he started to wail. He wouldn't stop wailing, no matter what they tried to do. Feliciano held his head as Lovino tried to calm him down.
"Stop hurting me! Stop it! Ludwig! Help me! Make them stop!" Felciano screamed, wailing as soon as he stopped speaking. Lovino glared at Ludwig.
"You heard him bastardo! Do something!"
Ludwig got up and approached Feliciano. He kneeled down in front of Feliciano as he kept wailing. He looked so frightened. Ludwig grabbed Feliciano's hand. Feliciano flinched at the sudden contact but he didn't pull his hand away.
"Feliciano, calm down. No one will hurt you here. We wouldn't do that." Feliciano stopped wailing, looking at Ludwig with wide eyes.
"What is it Feliciano?" Ludwig asked. Before he knew it, the neko threw himself at him, clinging to him tightly. Feliciano whimpered as Ludwig held him. They all let out a relieved sigh.
"Wow... I'm sorry. I didn't know petting him would upset him," Antonio said as he looked at his feet. Ludwig shook his head.
"No, it's fine. He never reacted like that when me and Gilbert pet him." Feliciano was still whimpering in Ludwig's arms. Ludwig rubbed his head, trying to soothe him. Lovino sighed.
"I hate to say this, but I think he loves you, potato bastard," he growled as Ludwig looked over at me.
"I don't think he does. It's hard to tell what he's thinking." Lovino looked at Ludwig and smiled, surprising Ludwig a bit.
"Trust me. He loves you."
When Antonio and Lovino finally left, Feliciano claimed he was hungry. His voice had went back to a whisper. Ludwig led him into the kitchen and fixed him some pasta.
He hugged me. He comforted me. He did it even though he should have slapped me. He should have told me to stop whining. He should have shoved more drugs in my system.
But he hugged me. He told me they weren't going to hurt me. I believed it. I couldn't help it. He sounded so sincere. He was so gentle when he held me.
I think I can trust him... I believe I can trust him...
I shall open up... I should show them that I trust them...
Later that night Ludwig was laying in bed awake. He couldn't sleep. He looked over at Feliciano, jumping when he saw that he was still awake. Feliciano's ears twitched.
"Can't sleep?" he asked in a whisper. Ludwig just stared at him before nodding. Feliciano snuggled close to him. Ludwig wrapped his arms around him, recieving a purr. Ludwig smiled.
"Good night Ludwig," Feliciano said as he closed his eyes.
"Good night Feliciano."