OMG 2 UPLOADS IN ONE DAY! I MUST BE LOSING IT. WELL ANY WAY THIS IS NORX? SO READ, COMMENT OF WHO YOU WANT TO ACTUALLY BE WITH NOR WAY. SO HERE IT IS, I DONT OWN HETALIA AND ALL THAT JAZZ
"Hey Norge~" Matthias said before he was cut off by the small norwegian standing by his locker, putting his books away.
"No"
"you don't even know what i was going to say though!" hw whined putting his arm around Lukas' shoulders.
" it was going to be stupid anyway,"Lukas commented coldly, shrugging the large mans arm from around his shoulders. "And don't touch me."
"all i was going to ask was if you wanted to come over and watch a movie."Mattias replied, gaining a cocky grin.
"why would i want to go to your stupid house?" Lukas asked, genuinely quizzical.
"aw~ don't be like that Norge!"the Dane begged "please? its about vikings..." he gained back the smile as he saw Lukas slowly giving in.
"...fine"lukas said, pulling his coat out of the locker. "And i guess we're taking your... mode of transportation." he said, already knowing the answer to his rhetorical question.
"hell yeah we're taking my ducati!" Matthias nearly yelled. today was going to be a long one for the motion sick norwegian.
"you better get the extra helmet from your locker" Lukas sighed defeated.
"sure thing Norge!" the Dane said, taking off for his locker towing a flustered Norwegian behind him.
"let go of my hand Mattias" Lukas said, fighting to free his hand.
"but what if i loose you Norge? this is the best idea ever!"the big oaf did't notice how Lukas looked down and blushed slightly, before regaining composure.
"idiot" was hi only mumbled reply to the Danes foolishness. the halls we're crowed with people eager to get home. just before they we're about to reach the locker, someone was barreling right towards them. without thinking, Mattias pulled Lukas to his chest.
"Gilbert! give that notebook back NOW!"
"kes kes kes, i am awesome! you'll never catch me!"
"ve~ gilbert. i like that notebook! it has cat drawings and drawings of luddy, and pasta recipes... ve~... pasta"
"give back mi fratellos notebook potato bastard 2! "
"um... violence is never the answer...eh?"
after the giant commotion, the students started to leave the building.
"let go of me" Lukas said trying to hide the very uncharacteristic blush.
"why? you uncomfortable?"Matthias asked with a smirk
"seriously let go stupid dane." the Norwegian said, trying to squeeze out of the danes tight grasp.
"why?" the dane asked again in the now completely empty hallway.
"...because i said so." Lukas said with conviction. suddenly, he was pushed against the wall.
"but Norge~"the dane whined "you're just so touchable" he started rubbing his hands up and down the small feminine sides of the slightly scared boy.
"seriously, stop. you're being stupid and it isn't funny" the first flames of panic forming in his eyes.
"what if i didn't?" the dane asked, crushing his lips onto the now terrified norwegian. he slid his hands down the very feminine back to his hips, pulling Lukas closer to him. Lukas was now visually upset. suddenly he brought his knee up very fast.
"Goddamn it Norge!" the dane said, falling to the floor. "why would you do that?"
"Don't you fucking touch me." Lukas said shakily. " i refuse to just be another one of your conquests. touch me again and a bomb copenhagen."
Lukas walked away, his had pressed against his lips, all the anger fadeing out of him. ~that idiot ~ silent tears threatening to pour down his face