A/N: This one was for an anon, based on the song "Tick Tock" by Mariya Yaremchuk.
The Dane could tell Romano's impatience was getting the better of him from the way he tapped his foot, but it wasn't as if he could make things go any faster than they already were. His own eyes darted to the clock, hoping he would be set free before the Italian stormed in and just dragged him off.
Actually, that didn't sound so bad. It's not like the guy already giving him an earful could do anything about Romano, and then Denmark would be free to go drinking with him.
And, if he was lucky, maybe he could get a kiss out of him.
His eyes darted back to Romano, his heart giving a little flutter. In the beginning, he just wanted to give the smaller man tips on how to be a better big brother, but he'd found that the fiery brunet had a way of catching his interest that even the other Nordics couldn't pull off. After a while, his objective had changed from "help Romano" to "woo Romano."
Seeing that the limits of the other's patience had been reached, he quickly cut the guy off and hurried to Romano's side, shooing him out first.
"About damn time," Romano growled, not bothering to look back at Denmark as he slipped his hand into the Dane's larger one and pulled him along.
The blond could feel a grin spreading across his face, and there was a repeat of that little flutter.