Denmark smiles as they were walking out of the building after another long meeting he looks over at his lover Norway who was staring straight ahead not bothering to acknowledge the other beside him. He stared at his light blonde hair that almost looks white the silver cross shining slightly in the sunlight. He looked down at the other's hand he knew his lover hated public affection but he couldn't help but want to hold him even in the simplest way possible. So Denmark decided to be a little sneaky and slowly bring his hand closer to the other's and intertwine their fingers together as he holds on to his hand. Norway let out a huff looking at Denmark through the corners of his eyes growing slightly annoyed and uncomfortable at the public affection. He tries pulling his hand away though the other wouldn't budge and held on tightly. All Norway could do was sigh and allow his hand to be held by the other he didn't think it'd be too bad to let him have his way just this once it wasn't like it was all bad. His hands always felt warm compared to his own strangely cold hands. He looks down at his feet as they continue to walk to their car they'd have to wait for Norway's little brother Iceland so they could drive home so it may be awhile meaning they have plenty of time to hold hands and enjoy themselves until the younger nation shows up. He glances at the other beside him quickly and noticed the large grin that never seem to leave the other's face though for some reason this grin seemed a bit bigger than the others he does. He lets a small smile slip on to his face wondering why such a simple show of affection could make someone so happy.
Some of these will be a little longer than others this one was pretty short compared to what I usually write. I promise later chapters will have more written. ^^ Hope you enjoyed this one.
