Smile - Germany

                                    

                                          
You were quietly observing Ludwig , who was wearing glasses and reading a book called 'How To Understand Italians'. What's always have been bothering you is...
                          
He won't smile.
                          
He seldoms smile. You quietly sipped your coffee and continued to observe him , not even trying to blink. Ludwig grunted and looked at you , still not smiling.
                          
"Vhat iz it?" he said in a scary tone. You shook your head.
                          
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong." you smiled and sipped your coffee again. "You just look funny , that's all."
                          
"I do't understand," he raised an eyebrow at you.
                          
"Gilbert told me about your 'American smile'," you giggled. He sighed loudly and shooked his head.
                          
"He must have told that to the entire galaxy by now." he mumbled. You shrugged and put the empty mug on the table.
                          
"Can you smile? I've never seen you smile , Ludwig."
                          
"No." he answered and continued reading his book. You pouted and observed him again.
                          
"Why?" you asked.
                          
"Because I don't vant to,"
                          
"Why don't you want to?"
                          
"I don't know. Don't disturb me."
                          
"I'll make you smile,"
                          
"Ja , ja , vhatever,"
                          
"I'll hold my breath. I won't breathe until you smile," you said. He ignored you and you sighed. You inhaled deeply and held your breath. 
                          
A few seconds passed and he's still not smiling. 
                          
Fifteen seconds passed and he's beginning to steal a glance. 
                          
Twenty seconds and you're still holding it in. 
                          
Thirty seconds and Ludwig is beginning to feel worried. 
                          
Fifty seconds , you're currently dying. 
                          
Fifty-five seconds passed and Ludwig tossed the book away. "Okay , okay I vill smile! Just breathe verdamnt!" he yelled. You exhaled and start panting.
                          
"About time! I was dying , Luddy!" you said. He rolled his eyes at the nickname you gave him. "I want a real smile , Luddy!" you said , smiling.
                          
"H-How do you...smile a real smile?" he asked , scratching the back of his neck. You pondered for a while and snapped your fingers. You tickled his sides and Ludwig raised an eyebrow.
                          
"Zat von't work..."
                          
You frowned and thought again. What will make him smile? You had another idea. You tried to reached and kissed his cheek but you can't since you're 15cm shorter than him. Ludwig just sat there and watched your actions. You tried to hug him , tickle him (again) , jump on the couch. After many dumb ideas , you lay on the couch , exhausted. You sighed and closed your eyes.
                          
"Just smile already...." you said. Ludwig nudged your shoulder and when you opened you eyes , you saw him smiling.
                          
You jumped off the bed and looked at him. "Luddy is smiling! Ludwig Beilschmidt is smiling!" you laughed and jumped like a kangaroo (more like a rabbit to Ludwig's opinion) around the living room.
                          
" Vhatever , (name). " Luddy shooked his head , still smiling. "But don't tell Gilbert," 
                          
You cannot be trusted. 
                          
. . . . 
                          
-Edited- 19/07/15