Hey there, readers! I just wanted to take this moment and thank you for reading this story. Hopefully, it's not too bad for a first try. I hope you enjoy it!

Norway stared at the woman asleep on his bed. Her snore's echoed around the room as he waited for her to wake up which, honestly, didn't seem like it would happen any time soon. He made his way to the side of the bed and reached out to touch her hair, but retracted it back to his side before he could. He didn't quite know why, but he always found himself wanting to be around the obnoxious blonde woman despite the trouble she would cause him.

His mind wandered and he began to think about what had happened earlier. They had gone to a bar for a couple of drinks after Denmark had promised that she would stay out of trouble. That's exactly why she just had to go and get into a fight. She won, of course, but that didn't keep them from getting thrown out of the bar. Luckily, the two of them managed to get back to Norway's house on their own since they weren't too drunk. When they had gotten inside, he had asked her why she couldn't control herself for one night of drinking, but "That bitch had it coming!" was the only thing she said before she had passed out asleep on his bed.

His mind snapped back to reality when Denmark shuffled around a bit to get into a more comfortable position. She wasn't the most attractive woman at the moment, what with the snoring and the little river of drool making it's way out of her mouth, but there were definitely moments when she would be the only thing he could think about. There were times when he would think about how beautiful and lively her eyes were when she had that look of excitement or awe gracing her features, how lovely her smile looked when it was directed toward him, and even how soft her skin would be during those moments when he would wipe away the tears that would occasionally run down her cheeks.

He grabbed a tissue from the desk next to his bed and wiped away some of the drool, which she responded to by unconsciously pushing his hand away and rolling onto her back. Norway sighed and looked at the clock. The numbers three thirty-three glowed in the dimly lit room. He decided he might as well try to get some sleep in before he awoke to the rowdy danish woman in the morning. He was about to walk away, but he looked back down at her and decided to do something he wouldn't normally do.

"Well, yolo I suppose." he said before placing a chaste kiss to her forehead. As he turned his back and heard a light chuckle come from behind him.

"Yolo? Really?" She said, only truly half awake.

"Yep, yolo."

"Whatever, either way I got a kiss from Norge!" sang Denmark. Norway's face darkened a bit when he heard the words come from the Dane's mouth and he knew she wasn't planning on stopping there with it. "You're so sweet, Norway. Can I have another one?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Aw, why not? Kisses are fun!"

"Because no"

"Norway!"

"Still no."

"Fine then, I'll just steal one and you get no say in the matter!" Before Norway could argue further, Denmark had jumped from the bed onto the poor Norwegian and had pinned his shoulders to the ground. "Pucker up." She said in a hushed tone before pressing her lips to his a bit rougher than what he had expected. She backed off of him after a moment and sat up on his stomach.

"Seriously, Dane."

"I gave you a fair warning."

"Whatever, my turn." Norway sat up and reconnected their lips before running a hand through the danish woman's hair. He noticed she was a bit surprised, but began kissing back after a few moments. After a while, she pulled away and smirked at him.

"I knew you liked it."

"Shut up."

Well, I hope you all liked it! Please give me some constructive criticism if anything really. I'm positive there will be grammar errors in this since I haven't written anything for quite a while. Thanks for reading!