OK well I went on some site where they had a crack pairing generator and I somehow got RomanoXDenmark lol so now I'm just like crap man cuz I don't know how this is going to go, tell me what you think I don't do Crack pairings much. So If you can tell me if that its good or not ill try to improve.
Nothing more, nothing less
Sunshine poured into the semi-large room, creating a picture of its own. A dark haired Italian male snuggled closer to the warmth besides him, as a cool wave of air hit him. He hadn't slept that well in ages, he felt wonderful. Romano sighed sleepily dozing off slightly before arms circled around his waist. He stiffened, 'Dammit Spain, should have moved away when I could." he thought before the other buried his face into the Italian's hair messing it up and mutter...wait was that Danish?
Slowly he opened his eyes, wincing at the amount of white light that flooded in the room. Pale skin, well-defined in the muscle department, Nope wasn't Spain. Unless he got pale overnight and somehow lost that sun-kissed, golden-colored skin of his. Hell, even Romano knew Spain wasn't this muscular, more of a lean guy. He gazed upwards and blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Hell this deserved a third blink. In the bed, his arms wrapped around Romano, spiky hair that curled somewhat from being in a weird position for too long, was the self-proclaimed "King of Northern Europe." Denmark.
"Chhiiggiii!" Romano screamed in shock after a minute or two, making the other nation fall out of the bed and on his ass, the red and black sheet fell generously to cover up the bottom half of him. Denmark groaned wincing slightly looking up at the Italian in his bed. Scratch that the Naked Italian in his bed.
"Whoa dude, what are you doing in my house...in my bed...naked." Denmark laughed but was cut short when noticing he too was also naked, and his lower back hurt. "Oh shit..."
"Oh shit is right bastard!" Romano snorted crawling out of bed to retrieve his clothes. Not caring about the annoying Dane who just sat there watching. "Do you have any modesty?" Denmark asked.
Romano ignored the question and helped the Dane up and back to his bed. "I don't care, bastard, now we both know what happened last night." Denmark nodded.
"I think it also had something to do with alcohol because I'm getting a splitting headache. Romano muttered curses in Italian.
"Oh geez!, Norge is gonna kill me!" Denmark started freaking out. Blue eyes getting wide.
"Hell no! We can't tell anyone, bastard!" Romano hissed "We need to never speak of this again. This means nothing! Capisci." Romano growled, the sooner he got this over with the sooner he could go home and take a nap.
"But-." Denmark tried only to get cut off by the other.
"Capisci!" Romano said again with more force this time.
"Fine, but if they find out..."
"They won't trust me, I know what I'm doing." Romano snorted
"so you've done this before?" the Dane asked a wide grin spreading across his face.
"W-what are you T-talking about, B-bastard. Of course...before Spain..." He smirked "and I usually was on top, maybe that's why your sore." Romano pulled out a water bottle and some pain killers and handed them to Denmark "Remember nothing." and with that he walked out, leaving a confused nation and his phone.
Wow damn huh, I got nothing lol. Friend didn't approve of this pairing until I got to it XD should I make a few extra chapters or not.