Papa!Germany x Little!Reader by Creativechaos401, literature
Literature
Papa!Germany x Little!Reader
The cold wind blew across your face. Your small fingers gripped the note your Mama had given you, just in case someone finds you.
You really hope someone finds you, maybe they can help you.
Your stomach rumbles. You clutch it.
Not to forget feed you, god how you wished a nice stranger would feed you.
Lost in your thoughts you dint notice you were walking until you bumped into a tall man.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" You squeaked
You look up at the giant.
*Ludwig's POV*
"Feliciano! im not in the mood for laying in the stupid snow" That italian, good god, if only he was as good as doing millitary as he is at wasting time.
I felt something bump in