The Flowers Can't tell

by Marshpeach

Denmark has always felt inferior. He couldn't help it. No matter how many times Norway told him he loved him, Denmark couldn't let himself believe. Until one day Norway found his favourite Dane in a situation he couldn't help taking advantage of. Sorry i suck at summaries. The story is better, I promise. Dennor.

Denmark sat outside on a large rock in the garden he shared with the other Nordics. He sat looking at his handiwork. He usually wasn't one for gardens but Iceland asked if he would make a garden with him and Denmark just couldn't say no to the kid. So it was about 15 minutes after he finished found the Dane sitting on the big rock he had been pleaded into putting in by a certain Norge. He was another person the Dane couldn't say no to, but not for the same reasons. Iceland because he was the youngest and he was adorable, but Norway had a special place in Denmark's heart. It was coming up to their 1 year anniversary. Even though Denmark still didn't feel that Norway loved him. He always was like this, he felt like he was never good enough or that he didn't deserve anyone's love. So Denmark sat on that rock with a flower in hand and he was picking the petals off.

He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not." The Dane said picking one petal each time.

Norway was just happening to be looking for his boyfriend at that time. He hadn't seen him since Iceland asked him to make a garden. So he decided to go looking. He thought he might have just gone to their shared bedroom but he hadn't. He then decided to check the garden. As he came past the side of the house to where the garden was he saw his love perched on top of a rock. The Dane hadn't seen him so he decided to sneak up on him. He heard the Dane mumbling something so he stepped closer. He strained to hear but he thought he heard a faint

"He loves me, he loves me not."

Norway hated how little his boyfriend thought of himself. Norway smiled a little at an idea he had. He continued sneaking towards Denmark. As he got closer he got the wider the grin got. Once he was directly behind the Dane he waited until he heard him say 'he loves me not' then grabbed the flower from his hand.

"He loves you." Norway said capturing the Danes lips before he could say anything. Not that Denmark would argue.

When they pulled apart Denmark looked into Norway's eyes and smiled saying, "He loves you too."

Sorry for the extreme shortness. I read about an AU someone wanted written and thought it would be cute so here it is. Hope you liked it and a review would be cool. Maybe.