Kjære Island
Jeg innser jeg plage deg altfor mye, er alt jeg ønsker for deg å ringe meg storebror en gang til. Jeg ønsker å føle hjertet mitt dans som det gjorde alle de centires siden da du ringte meg storebror.
Norway was sat downstairs worried about the note he left in Iceland's room. As the Norwegian had wrote the letter in his native language he left a little Norwegian dictionary next to it for Ice to translate the words. Even though the brothers knew quite a bit of each others native language. To take his mind off the note Norway lazily got up off the leather sofa, walked to the bookshelf and grabbed a book he had half read, plonking his butt back onto the leather sofa. After about half an hour later the Icelandic brother returned home to hear Norway offer to cook fish for him, Iceland refused and went to the comfort of his room.
As Iceland stood against the wooden door inside his rather clean room, the Icelandic lad noticed the note and dictionary on his bed out the corner of his tired violet eyes. Walking over to his fluffy covered bed, sitting down on it then pulling the note up into view Ice began to read the note from Norway. Well all the words he could translate. Once finish reading and translating the snowy haired lad knew the Norwegian would want a reply. So grabbing a pen and a sheet of paper Iceland began to think of a reply.
Downstairs Norway had decided he'd cook himself some lovely fish. Five minutes had passed and Iceland only had half a sentence written down. Slamming his head onto his bedsheets Ice called it quits deciding to think of a new response to Norway's note. Iceland gets of his bed leaving his room promptly. Poking his head around the corner of the wall, looking straight into the kitchen to see Norway's back as he placed the cooked fish onto a clean white plate.
Sneaking quickly into the kitchen towards Norway wrapping his slender arms around his waist. That deserted note will never been shown but read in a secret whisper. The Norwegian lad turned his head only inches from the shorter brothers face then Ice took a deep breath, relaxed his body then whispered his reply.
"I love you big brother" Norway's lips twitched into a smile with a blush covering his face.
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