Everyone who knew Emmelie knew one simple thing; she loved coffee. A lot, actually. So, whenever Mat woke up early enough, he would often make her coffee. And today was one of those mornings where he would.

Humming, the Dane grabbed a mug from the cupboard as he waited for the pot to fill with the dark liquid. Looking at the time, it was only six in the morning - far too early for the Dane to be awake, but knew that his Norwegian woke up at the same time every day and he didn't want her to go through the trouble of making coffee herself. When the coffee was done brewing, Mathias filled it practically to the rim. He never liked the stuff much himself, but he paid close enough attention to how Emmelie made her coffee to know that if she liked it so much, it wouldn't hurt for him to be a considerate boyfriend and make it for her.

Keeping an eye on the time, Mat knew Emmelie was going to wake up soon and carefully carried the mug (he was pretty sure he spilt some of it but he didn't care) up the stairs and to the room he and the still sleeping Norwegian shared. Noticing that Emmelie was still curled up in their blankets, Mathias couldn't help but smile as he placed the mug down on their bedside table. Leaning over, he placed a soft kiss at the top of the Norwegian's head. "Rise and shine, star-shine.~" He cooed in her ear, earning a small groan from the woman who shifted in her sleep.

"Few more minutes.." She muttered, nuzzling her cheek into her pillow. His smile faltering slightly, he rolled his eyes as he sat on the edge of the bed, one of his hands placed over where her hip should be under the blankets.

"But your coffee's going to get cold, Em." At the mention of 'coffee', the Norwegian sluggishly opened her eyes and rolled over to face the Dane.

"You made coffee..?" She asked, her voice lingered with sleep as Mathias held out the Danish flag mug to her, being careful not to spill it on his bed sheets. Sighing softly, the Norwegian pulled herself into a sitting position, but leaned back against the pillows against the headboard as she drank the bitter liquid.

"I don't get a thank you?" The Dane pouted stubbornly, watching as Emmelie practically finished off the caffeine in less time than it took to wake her up.

Finished with the drink, she placed it back onto the bedside table. Mathias kept his pout as he watched the Norwegian lean over him to place the mug down, but it quickly vanished when he saw Emmelie crawl into his lap and placed a passionate kiss against his lips. "Takk." She muttered against his lips when she pulled away.

Smiling brightly, Mathias placed his hands at Emmelie's hips and returned the gesture. "That's better!"

~x~

Sup people? c:

So..yeah. I was bored and reading Hetalia headcanons so I'm like 'eh, why not?'

Because I don't want to focus only on DenNor (though that'd be great ; u ;/) I want you lovely people to read and review your OTP and a headcanon you absolutely love. It can be anything! Just..no trigger warnings, my poor little heart won't be able to handle it ; n ;

Have fun and keep it happy-dappy for my sake. c: