Songfic(continued, but new song): "Love Drunk" by: Boys Like Girls
Denmark flinched as he was startled by a blast of morning sunlight in the face.
"You've got to be kidding me, Den." An icy voice scolded.
"Huh? What did I do this time?" He whined (manly, yes VERY manly) turning to his addressor, Iceland.
"Wow." Iceland deadpanned, then deciding to have the surprise figured out by the Dane, rather than wasting his time, and left. The Dane figured it the best time to show off his fancy finger to Ice's back and get up to close the curtains.
"Ugh… Stupid hang-overrrah?" The Dane froze when he saw America in his bed, and you guessed it! He was naked. Denmark started sputtering and ran his fingers through his hair stressfully. After a good five(possibly more) minutes of freaking out, he slowly calmed himself.
"This isn't new! I've woken up to many strangers before!" … "Then again, they were strangers." … "Damnit."
Alfred was completely irritated with that light whispering sound, keeping him from sleep.
Groaning, "Shadd'up! I's noh time for wakey!" Spread eagle-ing across the bed to make a move of protest.
…..
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! ALFRED, Y-YOU'RE, PFFT, STARK-NAKED, AND YOU DECIDE TO SPREAD-EAGLE?" Screw his massive head-ache, the Dane found this situation too cracked-up to even try and be rational.
"WHA-? HOLY SHIZZ-NITS!" America, not to gracefully checked his body, shooting up.
"Wait…" Alfred slowly lifted his head to see Denmark, red in the face from laughing, and…
"You are too." Denmark's eyes shot open wide, slowly daring to gaze down at his own body.
"Fuck."
"Apparently we did."
…
Both were currently rubbing the backs of their heads, trying to remember what happened the night before. Denmark sighed inwardly, glancing over to America out of the corner of his eye.
Denmark's eyes were amazed how good America looked, thoughtfully running his hand through his blond hair and his hand clutching onto Denmark's sheets trying to cover himself.
Denmark huffed, 'Why the hell not?', and plopped himself next to America on the bed.
Alfred's eye's moved over and met Denmark's smug look.
"Huh? What's up bro, ya' look kinda' creeper-ish right now, dude!" America leaned back away from the getting-closer Denmark. Denmark chuckled as he heard America's slang from both the Country slang and the Beacher slang.(that is totally not exaggerated)
Shaking his head, "America, let's just sleep some more, maybe the head-ache will feel better, and then we can discuss last night!" Denmark stated, pulling America into a embrace, pretending to fall asleep.
"U-Uhm! Y-Ya, s-sure thing, D-Denny!" Alfred stuttered, flushed. Slowly, America relaxed into Denmark,
"But I already remembered… you topped somehow…it wasn't bad either." America mumbled weakly to himself.
"Then let's try it again, later." Denmark whispered into America's ear, chuckling when he felt America spazz underneath him.
"Shh, just relax." Denmark smirked, falling asleep for real this time.
America looked up at Denmark's sleeping face, and felt himself relax.
"Hah, love drunk, but now I'm hung-over. I'll love you forever. But now I'm sober."
America shook his head, 'I don't want it to end that way. So I'll make the best of whatever we've started… Denny." Alfred smiled contently, snuggling up the Dane even more, who pulled him in closer.
"Hm, love drunk, I don't think it's in our nature to get sober, Al."
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