Neither Hetalia nor both boys are mine. This is fanfiction.
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Introduction
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Today was a nice sunny day. The birds were singing playfully on the trees, the flowers bloomed with joy and the weather was refreshing.
What a nice day.
Emil thought, humming an Icelandic lullaby song while both pale hands wrapping bunch of white daisy carefully with a white laced piece of paper. Mint colored strings were used in decorating to make a lovely vintage bouquet of daisies. The boy placed it on the wood counter, smiling in harmony as he felt a pure air went pass him. Behind him, the older boy with a cross pinned on his blond hair slept peacefully on their brown leather couch. Emil chuckled at the scene, pinching the sleeping man cheeks softly.
The Bondevik boutique is a little flower shop located on the east street of the city. Here live two unblood-related brothers together in a quiet lovely home, full of plants and fresh nature scent. Lukas Bondevik, his dear older brother, and him, Emil Steilsson.
Lukas is a gardener, he tends and breeds every plants with love by his own two hands, while Emil makes and sells the bouquets of flower. The boy also makes terrariums, every pretty piece of works were all designed and made by Emil and every gorgeous materials were all made by Lukas for him.
"Um..." Lukas groaned lightly at the hands on his face. One hand swatted around clumsily then found Emil arms, pulling the boy down onto him. "Wh…" Emil was taken by surprised, he dropped on his brother, their forehead touching slightly.
Then the charming blue navy eyes of the underneath person opened slowly, staring at the violets in daze. "Emil…?" He muttered softly, their faces were so close that they could feel each other arm breaths. Emil gulped at the sight of the stoic pretty face in front of him. Lukas' shirt was a mess, showing his collarbone slightly while their lips were almost touching.
The silvery blond hair boy could feel blood rushing on his faces, he reddened at the sight of his sleepy brother. " Y-Yeah… could you please let me go now, Norgur." He stuttered. Lukas stared at the boy over him, noting on the blush on his both cheeks, ears, spreading down to his neck, the corners of his lips then curved and formed a little smile. His hand caress Emil's cheeks before leaning toward, placing a kiss on his forehead.
"God morgen, lillebror."
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