I'm uploading this from my phone, so it probaly has a million typos. Sorry.


"It doesn't look too good outside." Iceland observed. "The airports will probally be closed."

Norway got up and pulled his brother away from the window and infront of the fireplace. "Then you can stay here untill the weather gets better."

"I guess I have to." Iceland tried to hide the fact that he loved the idea. There was nothing he liked more than spending time with Norway, especialy when no one else was around. They didn't have to keep their emotionless gards up. They were safe with each other.

Iceland sat down about a foot away from his brother, but Norway wouldn't accept that. He pulled the other untill their sides were pressed againsat each other. Iceland didn't protest and even rested his head on Norway's shoulder.

The watched the fire dance in silence, every once in a while glancing outside to check on the weather, both secretly hoping it would never lighten up so they could stay like this forever.


When Norway awoke, the fire was almost out and the air was chilly. He mentaly scolded himself for falling asleep without putting out the fire, but there was nothing he could do now. The house hadn't burnt down, so he figured it was okay.

He turned his attention to the window. It was still snowing, but just lightly. He figured he better wake Iceland up so he could get home.

"Iceland. Iceland, wake up." He said quietly and shook his brother slightly. Iceland rubbed his eyes and sat up. "The storm has died down. You should probaly go home now."

"Oh. Okay." Niether one of them really liked the idea, but they had work to do.

"How about I walk to the airport with you?" Norway sudgested.

"Okay." Iceland smiled a bit.

They put on their coats and wandered through the streets together. It was still bitter cold, but they were able to handle it. Especaly when Norway grabbed Iceland's hand, making them both feel a bit warmer.

They arived at the airport before too long. Because they were nations, they never had to wait for a flight, so it was time to say goodbye.

Norway pulled his brother into a hug. They lingered for a moment, the Iceland pulled away slightly so they could look at each other but still be in each others arms.

"Be careful."

"Of course."

The elder brother pressed their lips together. Iceland added a bit of passion before remembering they were in public and pulling away swiftly. He blushed an began to walk away, muttering a goodbye.

"Iceland." Norway's voice stopped him in his tracks. He turned around and looked at his brother. "Come back soon."

Iceland nodded and ran away before he gave into his disire to stay.


So, I'm thinking of writing more NorIce baised on Christmas songs. What do you think?