AN: I NEVER put author's notes up here, but idk how I even do things nowadays so I just roll with it.
Anyway, now that I'm in college, I have a constant urge to write college AU's. Don't have the time for it, though, so I just write AU drabbles for my favorite pairings. This will be a collection of the Hetalia drabbles I write.

We start with DenNor and "hey, I have to take your cheek cells for a bio lab, will you be my victim?" as well as "my roommate is probably a mad scientist, help"

Lukas is Norway and Mathias is Denmark. :) Happy reading!

Cheek Cells

Bluest-of-Jayys

It was a lab Lukas would have loved to do. Quick, easy, but still interesting. Honestly, it didn't take long to swab the inside of his cheek and stick it in a slide, but he could stare at the cells for hours on end just because they were so damn cool.

Unfortunately, his lab professor included the stipulation that the cheek cells had to come from someone outside of their lab section.

"How would he know?" Lukas demanded, unleashing his ire on his poor lab partner, a sweet-but-sharp boy named Tino.

Tino tapped his chin in thought for a moment, then answered, "Dr. Vernon caught someone cheating on their exam from a whole different lecture hall. I wouldn't put it past him to check whether the cheek cell DNA came from yours or someone else's."

"Who the hell am I going to swab, then?" Lukas's ire had not yet been muted. "I've been here for a total of two weeks. I know, like, four people, and they're all in my lab section!"

"Think of this as an opportunity to make friends," chuckled Tino, punching Lukas in the shoulder. "Berwald's in the other lab section, so I think I'm gonna see if I can borrow some cells from him."

"That's not how you make friends, Tino," retorted Lukas, "you don't just go up to strangers and say, 'hey, I have to swab your cheek cells for a bio lab, will you be my victim? Open up!'"

"Who knows? Maybe you'll get lucky," sang Tino, "anyway, I'm off to my work-study. Ta-ta!" he traipsed off to the library, leaving Lukas and his temper to stew as he made his way back to the dorm.

Lukas's roommate greeted him as if the world wasn't falling to bits. He was a cheerful student of Danish heritage with a penchant for using too much product in his hair to get it, as he called, "perfectly tousled."

"Lukas, what's up?"

Lukas sighed. "Nothing much, Mathias. Not like the whole world's falling around me."

"I got it. Tino texted me already. You're such a drama queen, Luke," Mathias chuckled, turning his attention back to an unnervingly thick textbook on microeconomics.

The remark set Lukas's temper ablaze. "I need to pass this lab, you idiot!" he snapped, marching over to Mathias's desk and slamming the microeconomics textbook shut, nearly nipping off Mathias's nose. "If I don't pass this lab, I fail the lab, and if I fail the lab, I fail the class, and…" he cut himself off, suddenly realizing how close he had pushed his face towards Mathias's. His eyes were brilliantly blue and there was a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks.

Cheeks. Mathias had cheeks.

And he was a business major who had no place in Biology lab, to boot.

Perfect.

"Hey, Matt," Lukas said, taking a deep breath, "Sorry. It was terrible of me to lose my cool. I can't apologize enough."

Mathias smiled kindly. "Hey, no biggie. I'm sure school's been hard on you too. Microeconomics is gonna kick my ass."

"Yeah," sighed Lukas, "so, can I ask a favor of you?"

"Anything for my best buddy," answered Mathias.

Lukas took another deep breath. "I have to swab the inside of your cheek. It's for Bio lab. Open up."

End