Bodyguard!GermanyxActress!Reader Chapter 5

  It had been several weeks since the fight between Ludwig and (Name), she had been giving him the silent treatment since then. At first he loved that she wasn't speaking to him, giving him a snarky or sassy remarks to everything, not contradicting everything he did or said, since he was still pretty angry with her for a reason he couldn't even remember anymore.

  The first week or two of the silence she included an icy glare towards him every time he was in the same room as her, one that almost scared him more than the one his father could give or even his Sargent. But now she wasn't even glaring at him, she wasn't even looking at him anymore, she was now pretending he didn't exist.

 He realized this when she started bumping into him more in hallways, or when he would tell her it was time to go she would stay where she was sitting until she would get a message from Liz to leave. If he opened the passenger door she would sit in the back seats, if he called her into the common area of the penthouse she would stay her room until she decided she wanted to come out to get something from the kitchen or watch TV.

 One day he finally met his breaking point, "That's it!" he declared after the third time he called (Name) to the living room. He marched to her closed bedroom door, banging on it angrily, "(Name) open the door!" after probably the twentieth knock he decided to test the doorknob. It was unlocked which gave him the chance to slam open the door, eyes full of rage and nostrils flaring.

  "(Name) you need to stop acting like a bratty child-" he started before he finally saw what she was doing, she was standing only a few feet away from the door either putting on or taking off her shirt. Her arms crossed on either side in front of her gripping the fabric and causing her ample breasts to be in full view as they pressed together in her (f/c) lacy bra.

 The two of them stood staring at each other, (Name)'s eyes slowly growing wider as she realized what was happening her face heating up around her cheeks. Almost all of the blood in Ludwig's body were rushing to his face... maybe a bit was going down south. (A/N:if you know what i mean ...i'm so sorry jfc)  

  His eyes grew huge as he realized what he was looking at, "I-I... Y-You.. I-I m-mean...uh...verdammt..." He still was staring at her chest even as she quickly pull her shirt down.

  "You fucking German perv! S-Stop staring!" he blushed more trying and failing to apologize and not glance down. "I should have known you were a fucking peeping tom, no one has that big of stick up his ass without being into some messed up shit." (Name) sneered at him now standing barely an inch away from him. "If I catch you trying any pervy shit again I will nail your balls to the floor  with my Louis Vuitton heels. Got it?" she jabbed him in the chest with her finger.

  He stared down at her mouthing gaping like a fish gasping for air, "I-I-I'm not...a pervert... I mean..uh..." he mumbled.

  "It was a yes or no question pervert." she snarled, every word laced with venom her glare piercing through what he was sure was his very soul. "J-Ja. Y-Yes."

  "Then get. Out!" she screamed at him, he hastily scrambled out of the room as the door was slammed so hard it knocked some of the paintings off the wall.

  He stood in the living room still in shock, slowly regaining himself, still blushing furiously as the image of (Name)'s cleavage continued to run over and over in his head. He felt himself grow harder and his pants grow a little tighter, he looks down groaning in embarrassment and annoyance.

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  Even weeks after the 'incident' (Name) continued to ignore Ludwig's existence except to brutally shove into  him with her shoulder every time they walked passed each other, so much so he started avoiding her unless completely necessary.

  He told Liz all of what happened, he left out a few personal details out of course, and was asking her for her advice on how to make peace with her.

  "And now she just shoves into me as hard as she can every time we past each other, and for how small she is she's pretty strong. I think I'm starting to bruise.", Liz laughed on the other side of the phone. "Honestly Ludwig with how big and strong you are, you're such a baby." "No I am not Elizaveta!" using her full name in anger,"Anyways how can I extend an olive branch to her?"

 "I don't quite know Luddy. You really messed up this time and even worse she thinks you're some peeping tom pervert now, I mean no one would blame you. (Name) is very pretty and has a great-" "Elizaveta! Please this serious!" Liz laughed again, "Fine, fine. Try getting her some gifts, something thoughtful like her favorite flowers or get her favorite CDs by (favorite bands), let her have a little bit more freedom maybe?"

 "Liz she's in danger, you know that."
 
  "Yeah, yeah I know, I am  the one who hired you. Just a little bit like letting her go inside the store by herself, keep standing by and make her have a walkie talkie or something, but let her feel less like a prisoner and more like person! She's angry at you for what you did and said but also you might be making her feel like a prisoner."  

  Ludwig sat quietly as he continued to listen to Liz and started coming up with some ideas. 

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      (Name) and Ludwig entered the apartment, (Name) shoving past him as she strode to her room, she stopped in the living room to see a few CDs by (favorite band/singer) she stared at them for a little bit, something tingled in her chest enough to make her acknowledge it but not enough to stop her from walking off to her room. 

   Ludwig watched as she closed the door and heard the lock turn, sighing as he went to his bed, laying on his back and stared at the ceiling. "Why am I even doing this? I already apologized for walking in on her."

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   The next day they came back from a all day long magazine photo shoot, (Name) lazily pushed into Ludwig, he had to know she still hated him even when she was tired. 

   She changed out of her long flowing dress ,only after making sure to lock the door, took a shower washing off all the makeup and changing into a t-shirt and pajama pants. Her stomach growled as she clenched it and tried to pretend she wasn't hungry even though the sound only got louder. She groaned in defeat and unlocked the door, walking to the kitchen to find (favorite snack) on the counter, she gave a suspicious look to the blonde on the couch who she assumed was pretending to read the magazine in his hand. 

   The tingle in her chest came back again, this time it was a little stronger and it melted away some of her anger that she was holding in her heart. She glanced over to Ludwig who was flipping through a fashion magazine he obviously wasn't interested in, she saw him sneak a look in her direction before he quickly turned his attention back to the magazine. 

   She stood in the kitchen weighing her options for a few minutes, ' I could just take them. I know he's trying to make peace, and it's just some (favorite snacks).' but another side of her weighed in, ' No! He's trying to earn your trust again! Just so he can treat you like shit again. Remember he's a perverted German jerk!'  

  The second side was about to win until (Name)'s stomach growled loudly causing her face to heat up, she decided to ignore Ludwig's smirk as she grabbed the snack and swiftly went to her room, locking the door before laying on her bed.  

   As she ate the (favorite snacks) her free hand clutched at her the part of her t-shirt that was over her heart, "What's this feeling I keep getting?" 

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   The next few days were the same, she would walk in to see a DVD of her favorite movie on the coffee table, her favorite drinks filling the fridge and her favorite snacks filling the cabinets. (Name) could put two and two together and figured out that this was Ludwig's way of apologizing to her either for their fight or for walking in on her half naked or both, but... it wasn't quite enough. 

   "Ludwig." she walked into the living room looking at his face that had the smallest ounce of surprise that she was finally talking to him again. "I know what you're trying to do. I know all of this is to apologize, Liz probably told you about the CDs or the food. I mean I love her but she doesn't know me as well as she thinks she does." 

  They were both standing in front of each other, Ludwig towering over her, "Then what can I do? I'll do anything...with in reason of course." he mumbled the last part not quite knowing how far she would make him go.  

   "You haven't said you're sorry. You haven't apologized for how from the second you met me you were hostile towards me and clumped me into a stereotype that every celebrity is some stuck up narcissistic airhead. And you haven't really apologized for walking in on me changing, you can barely look at me anymore actually. Was my body just that repulsive to you?-" 

  " Was? Nein! Your body is not repulsive to me in the slightest! Quite the opposite!" the two of their faces heated up dramatically as they registered what he said. "What? So you think I'm hot? Is that why you were mean to me? Are you some little boy who has a schoolyard crush that he doesn't know how to deal with besides pushing me into the sandbox?" 

    "I-I don't know. Maybe. Yes?" he eyes looked straight into (Name)'s widening (e/c) ones, he looked at her plump (l/c) lips, soft (s/c) skin, his eyes glanced down to her chest that he was just now realizing he was longing to see again in full view below him. He scanned over her legs and hips that were just barely covered in the short track shorts she was using as pajama bottoms, wondering what they would feel like with hands roaming over them. 

   (Name) watched as the redness of his face spread to his ears and neck, she felt his eyes surveying over her every inch, most likely while he had dirty thoughts about her. She would have called him something like a 'gutter brained pig' if she wasn't having the same thoughts about him. Wondering what their chests would feel like bare and pressed together, what his lips would like on her's or what it would be like to let him just have his way with her no matter how rough he wanted. 

  She shook her head as she felt her ears grow as hot as her cheeks, ' No. No, (Name) stop it! Brain stop it!' , she looked up to see that he had gotten noticeably closer, close enough that he gently held onto her arms as her hands laid on to his chest. 

   "(Name). I am sorry, I truly am. I'm sorry that I judged you just because of your job without getting to know the real you. I just assumed that all celebrities were full of themselves because of what I have seen on TV or read on magazine headlines. I already lived with my older brother who is enough of a narcissist for the whole family. I'm sorry I didn't get to know who you truly are who is a kind, thoughtful, independent and astonishingly beautiful woman. Please forgive me for my prejudice against you. Do you think you can?" 

    (Name) looked into his eyes, finding a emotion that she had never seen before in them, she knew exactly what it was but she didn't want to admit to herself just yet. She felt him gently hold her closer to him, she could feel his heart start beating faster through her palms and she was worried that he would be able to hear her's as it was now racing a mile a minute just like her mind.

   One of his hands left her arm as he tilted her chin up to look at him as he slowly started to lean in closer, his eyes now half lidded and a bit glazed over, (Name) let herself begin to lean in towards him, allowing her eyes to close. Once she felt his hot breath on her lips is when she realized what was really happening, she snapped open her eyes and pushed herself away from him, "I-I-I-I..uh... have to go to take a shower!" she blurted out red faced before racing into the bathroom in her bedroom, slamming the door and leaving a confused and a little bit hurt German alone. 

   She quickly stripped down, getting into the shower and letting the warm water rush over her as she leaned against the shower wall clutching her chest with her heart still rapidly beating inside. "O-Oh god. I can't have fallen for him, can I?" she asked herself even though she already knew the answer.