Author Notes: Is an introspective!Denmark OOC? I am not sure, it was my first time writing him for the Nordipalooza, but it was a fun thing to do. Anyway, please R&R and of course, I dont own Hetalia.
Denmark contently watched the rain through the window in the small bedroom. The storm was quite large outside. Three hundred years ago, it would have spelt trouble, but today it was just a mild inconvenience to those walking outside and something to be enjoyed by those warm and safe inside. He looked down at the body that was cuddled against him. Iceland and he didn't normally cuddle, but he didn't mind it today. He didn't really feel like walking home in the rain and the only way he wouldn't be kicked out when the younger country woke up was if Denmark got him into a second round of sex. Well, if he was being honest, there were more ways to get the young man to let him stay, but sex was the definitely the most enjoyable way.
Denmark stroked the snow color hair and enjoyed the feel of it. It was a shock for Denmark, the first time they had sex which he did not expect to go beyond that one night. He had never thought of the boy as anything other than the snot nose kid that followed Norway around and then his snot nose brat that was always complaining at him. Still, he enjoyed a good time and a warm body and he was surprised to learn that Iceland was much more willing than Norway. He should have known a country that was well known for its clubs and very relax attitudes towards sex; the personification would also have a similar attitude towards it. Sure, the boy was extremely self-conscious during their first couple of hook ups because of those old burn scars, but after a while, both of them forgot about them. So Iceland became one of his fuck buddies and quickly one of his favorite.
He sometimes thought about going further than this, but the idea always went as quickly as it came. He tried relationships over the years and found nothing but grief came from them. His arms tightened around Iceland as he thought about the stormy relationships of the past, Sweden and particularly Norway. Fuck buddies were safe, a shelter from the storms and he didn't even want to think about what would happen if he tried to ask Iceland out on a date. Even if Iceland said yes, which is a big if, he could only imagine how Norway and the other Nordics would react to it, the eventually decline, and the ending of it. He could only imagine their disappointed glares, the knowing shakes of their heads as the fights get worse, and the frowns warning him against hurting the baby of the group. The images cut like a sharp winter's gale.
No, it was better to stay as they were.
He felt Iceland start to shift, stretching as he slowly woke up. Denmark glanced down and watched as cloudless sky blue eyes open and glanced up at him. The boy gave him a slight smile. "Mornin'"
Denmark smiled back, "Morning, sunshine." and immediately earned a glare for the pet name. Except for on weekends when they could sleep in late, Iceland could be a little bastard first thing in the morning.
Iceland grumbled and rolled over, but didn't actually kick him out. "Oh, come on, Icey, you were actually pleasant this morning, you earned the name sunshine." Denmark leaned over and started to press soft kisses to his shoulder.
"I was up for a minute and I am always pleasant in the morning, you just talk too much." Iceland replied, sighing at the touch.
"Now you sound like your brother." Denmark said with a grin and a nip.
"…Could you not mention Norway when you are doing that to me?" Iceland said; a tone in his voice that Denmark could not identify and was not sure if he wished too.
Denmark gave a fake laugh and nodded, "Of course, Icey."
Iceland flipped over and as they kissed, Denmark wondered if he was not lying to himself. That Iceland as his fuck buddy wasn't the shelter from the storm, but the eye of it. The peace of it hiding the troubles ahead and no matter which way Denmark went; the storm would be there. The rain continued to strike the window and Denmark held Iceland just a little bit tighter.