Prologue Two: Lukas
It had been sixteen years since that night happened, the night that changed Lukas' life forever. The night that brought the little life that was never supposed to be into the world.
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The evening air felt cool against Lukas' skin and blew his hair about his face; he shot daggers at the Danish man who happily strode next to him. The Norwegian fingered the strings on his violin gently; plucking at a few strings to make sure the instrument was tuned properly. Lukas regretted not bringing the pepper spray with him that night as it seemed that Matthias was not about to leave him alone. The pair made their way into a nearby bar, the Dane overly excited to get his hands on beer that he would make his Norwegian pal pay for. Fresh out of college and without employment, Lukas lived off of tips he received while playing on the streets. Today had been one of those 'play on the streets' sorts of days, Lukas desperately needed the money to pay for his apartment and couldn't afford to compensate for Matthias and his beer. Lukas groaned as he watched Matthias chug several beers knowing that the Dane had no money to pay for such drinks. A blush found its way upon the Norwegians cheeks as he felt a strong arm pull him closer to Matthias' drunken self,
"Let go, Dane." He said as he attempted to push away the man next to him. He knew he was running low on funds, but he ordered a drink for himself in order to try to get his mind off the man now babbling incoherent words in what sounded like Danish. He grumbled to himself as he downed his drink, feeling the effects of the alcohol washing away his troubles. Lukas continued to do this until the man suddenly, in a drunken stupor, threw himself into the arms of the half drunken Dane sitting next to him; he buried his face in the crook of Matthias' neck, mumbling about the larger man taking him away from all the problems the world threw at him…
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Lukas awoke with an ache in his backside, the man attempted to get up from the place where he lay to no success because of the arms wrapped around him. The Norwegian groaned and fell back down; realizing that the place he lay was the master bedroom of Matthias' home, which he had been to several times to scream at Matthias because of all the money he owed the Norwegian, he turned to look at the sleeping Dane snoring softly next to him, arms halfway wrapped around Lukas' smaller frame. Looking down, he realized they were naked and put together the pieces in his mind. He and Matthias must have gotten drunk the night before only to rush back to Matthias' home and have drunken sex. He groaned, unable to believe that this stupid Dane had managed to steal his backdoor virginity. The smaller man removed the larger man's arms from around him and managed to slowly ease his way out of the bed, noticing his violin thrown on the ground haphazardly. The man stumbled around in an attempt to locate his clothing, after five minutes of searching through the Dane's room, Lukas settled with grabbing one of Matthias' jackets and going to make himself food before leaving. If he was going to give Matthias his backdoor virginity, the least he was getting in return was free food.
Behind him, Matthias had awoken and walked up behind him before dressing himself properly, taking the smaller man's floating curl into his own mouth and pulling him into a tight embrace,
"Morning, min lille due," Matthias said quietly in his ear, Lukas felt the blood rush to his cock as his floating ahoge was bitten and quickly pushed the larger man away.
"Get away from me, stupid Dane." He retorted, going back to the food he was preparing for himself. Lukas noticed his clothes lying scattered on the floor near the stairs that led to Matthias' room, or his 'bachelor pad' as he liked to refer to it as.
Matthias grinned and started to make coffee for himself and his 'lover' as he now knew Lukas as. As the coffee percolated, Matthias watched the smaller man happily, a smirk playing across his lips as Lukas bent over to drop the knife he had dropped. Having finished making himself a quick breakfast that consisted of toast and a banana, Lukas sat himself down at the table and began to slowly munch on his toast. His eyes staying glued to Matthias to make sure he didn't try anything.
Once he had finished his toast, Matthias had grabbed two mugs and poured coffee for himself and his new proclaimed lover, setting a mug in front of Lukas he saw the smaller man's eyes sparkle with glee. Lukas nodded and sipped the hot beverage. He was never the same snarky, little man without his morning coffee. The Norwegian looked straight into the Dane's eyes,
"Don't think that this means we're lovers," he said sternly, "you are not to mention this to anyone. Understand?" Matthias looked hurt, he looked at Lukas with his signature 'kicked puppy' face, but Lukas didn't seem to notice a change. The smaller man finished his coffee and retrieved his clothing off the floor and walked swiftly to the bathroom the change.
On the way out, Lukas threw Matthias' jacket at him,
"Mention this to no one or I will find out." With that, the smaller Norwegian man slammed the door shut.
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It had been months since Matthias and Lukas had gotten drunk and had sex and lately, the Norwegian had been getting sick and felt himself gain a few pounds… Lukas looked down at himself, suddenly self-conscious about his weight gain. Something weird seemed to be happening to him, so he went to the doctor.
After a trip to the doctor, he had learned startling news –news that regarded him and that stupid Dane, Matthias. Lukas walked home briskly, as the doctor had warned him that running was bad, and walked as briskly as he could to the phone which he picked up tenderly in his hands. Lukas looked down at the phone in his hands; he turned it over and reluctantly dialed the Dane's phone number. After a few dial tones, he heard the familiar cheery, loud, and obnoxious voice boom through the receiver,
"Norge!" Lukas cringed at the name and sheer volume of Matthias' voice. 'Norge' was Matthias' new nickname for Lukas, seeing as he was from Norway and in Danish 'Norway' is 'Norge' –somehow, in the world of Matthias, this makes for a sensible nickname. Lukas groaned quietly, "you calling to confess your undying love for me?" He heard the Dane laugh loudly at the other end, he sighed,
"No. I called because I need to meet with you and tell you something important."
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A few days later, Lukas sat silently in the little café that he and Matthias had agreed to meet at, eyeing the Dane suspiciously as he walked in with an air of cockiness.
"What's with the face, Norge?" Matthias laughed, gaining a few curious stares from others inside the café.
"First of all, this is what my face always looks like, second of all sit down and listen, stupid Dane." Lukas started, he quieted down considerably and leaned in to speak to Matthias, "I'm pregnant." The blood rushed straight to Matthias' face and away from his cock for once, Lukas looked at him, ashamed. "It's yours, too, you stupid Dane." Lukas flushed bright red and turned his gaze away from Matthias as quickly as he could. All the Dane could do was to stare at the smaller man. After a few moments of awkward silence, Matthias finally spoke again,
"I thought you looked fatter." Matthias remarked bluntly.
I consulted my friend Google Translate again! :D
Norge = Norway in Danish :P
Min lille due = my little dove in Danish
Anyway, the bold is a flashback to the past and stuff like that~
I wrote this and the first chapter forever ago and forgot about them both, which is why the update is relatively quick. I then forgot about this one (I'm a smart one) when I uploaded chapter one. ^^" Hopefully, we can all not hate on Lukas or anything since he's pretty cool and all with his adorable little sailor outfit...
Forgot to mention this last time (told you, I'm a smart one) but if you wonder how Lukas and his trolls and this AU work out, well...uh, we can say that they're super buff body guards who like to smell nice and attack Feil with perfume. Yeah, that's believable... *shifty eyes* ...or the trolls can be whatever your little imaginations want them to be. For me, they're going to be buff dudes named Sven and Olaf~ xD
Hope you all enjoyed Feil's second chapter! :D
~Master Boss~