Yes I know what Vrede means in dutch as well in Danish, it was my great-grandma's last name I found it suited for him ;3 Thank you for reading :3
Leaning forward to the dutch man, arms sneaking around his neck and started kissing him softly.
- Den.. Don't do this - Between the kisses - We can't keep doing this.. - Even against it, he putted his arm around the Danish waist anyway.
- Please... Just let me forget... - He stopped kissing and left his head resting against Jan's chest, placing his hands on his friend's shoulder.
- Then cry... - hugging Mathias closer to him, resting his head on the others shoulder, snuggling a bit to bring comfort to the Danish men, wishing he could make him feel better, protect him against harsh words, from pain. From, sadly, his family.
- If I start crying.. I won't be able to stop, I would break into pathetic pieces.. I can't...- Leting his body in hands of the Dutch, knees giving in, arms hanging to each side feeling already broke.
- Then cry.. Cry your heart out, I will whip away all your tears, protect you when your weak, you know that -
Sadly he knew, he knew that the other would do anything for him. It started all as friends, just buddies.. Then Brothers... Then friends with benefits... But he knew the dutch man was falling him... He didn't know what he, himself, was feeling.. But the true feeling was that, he was the men he most trusted, he could tell him his fears.. All his secrets, he could show his worths side and he would still be next to him.
But.. was it love? Or was it because he had nobody else beside him..He felt safe with Jan's arms around him, he felt home when he was next to him, no matter where they were. In his arms, always in his arms...
- Neth.. Please don't make me so weak.. I'm good against pain.. But I'm weak against kindness.. Even more if it's you - Laying like a doll in Neths arms, without straight, without life force.
- I'm honored to be your weak point - Chuckles and picked him up in bridal style, walking trough the house, to the couch.
Leaning his head on the dutch man's shoulder feeling exhausted, snuggling against's him. - Comfy Den?- the only answer he got was a soft mumbling, looking down he saw that the Danish male was asleep. Cute view...
Turning around he went upstairs and lay the Danish down, covering him with the duvet, he sat down next to him and took a look at the peaceful sleeping Den..If only he always looked like this..
The Danish suffered a lot trough history, he didn't quiet know if he loved the Danish like a lover or just that so-close person, running stressful his hand trough his hair he was about to stand up when Den grabbed his hand - D-don't leave me alone...- Even if it was obvious that the Danish was asleep he couldn't leave him alone, he suspired and got under sheets next to the Danish, hugging him close, he kissed his forehead - Welterusten Mathias...- And felt to sleep next to his friend, or love.. He just has to order is feelings to know.. Hopefully..
Thank you for not leaving and to read the story ;3 what do you think what will happen next? What do you want to happen next?
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