The next day came far too quickly.

One last day – only one more night and Switzerland would be demanding her home.
The female nation stared at the return ticket in her hand

perhaps she could destroy the ticket? It would be a good excuse to have to stay an extra day or two.

Even if she didn't want to impose on Norway's hospitality and kindness, she also didn't want to leave.

She was enjoying it here. His stoic nature and chilling voice only a barrier she'd broken through.

The little pink fairy fluttered around her a few times before settling down on her shoulder.

She smiled at the little winged woman. She had memorised a few things Norway taught her last night, so she could now at least know when her little mythical companion was happy, angry or sad. She also knew how the fairy said 'hello', 'good bye' and 'how are you'. All were indistinguishable at first glance. Pirouettes and wing-beats at a blurry speed made everything confusing, but at least Liechtenstein was making some progress.

The little pink woman tugged at her hair and pointed at the door. Liechtenstein only nodded before stuffing her ticket back in her purse, slowly making her way down the stairs.

Norway was sitting at the kitchen table reading a newspaper – large coffee cup in his hand. She still hadn't been able to figure out if Norway was a morning person who enjoyed coffee, or only got up in the morning with the help of coffee. Half the time in world meetings he seemed to be living a daydream.
Then again; he kind of was. All those magical creatures – it must be hard to focus on others when such beautiful creatures surrounded him.

At first she smiled as she noticed the little green fairy on the top of his head holding her own doll-sized cup of something as she read the paper Norway was holding up; however the smile quickly turned into embarrassment as she remembered what had happened the day before.

Of course there was nothing behind that kiss. He'd only done it to enable her to see what he saw. 'Nothing else' she told herself as she carefully observed him from the hallway.

Yet no matter how much she repeated those words she fall back time and time again to the memory.

Of course he couldn't have known he'd stolen her first kiss.

Perhaps she should feel bitter about it, but truth be told she didn't. Far from it. She'd give anything to experience it again.

Memories only served her well to a point. Those memories had been played and re-played in her dreams all night. Each scene more vivid and embarrassing than the rest. She should be ashamed to have had such dreams about him.

"Good morning." she softly greeted as she mustered enough courage to step into the kitchen and take a seat on the opposite side of the table.

"God morgen." he greeted back with a soft smile; Liechtenstein swore she could feel her heart skip a beat. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did thank you...the fairy is like a night-light." she admitted with a tint of red to her cheeks as the memory of her dreams threatened to re-surface.

Norway chuckled as he folded the newspaper away and poured her a cup of tea
"Yes, they are a strong light when it's only darkness surrounding you."

She only nodded at his words as she carefully reached for some jam for her slice of bread. She could only imagine what it would be like to wander around at night with only faeries to guide her. Perhaps Norway would show her if she asked nicely...

After what felt like an agonising amount of time, Liechtenstein had to break the silence

"Thank you"

Norway put his coffee cup down and studied her carefully
"Thank me for what?" he inquired with a hint of confusion to his voice.

"For well..many things" she began, regretting speaking now. Norway went from reading her like and open book to not understanding a word she said. 'probably does so on purpose' she mentally added.

Norway raised one eyebrow and leant a little closer, resting his elbows on the table. "Do elaborate" he finally spoke as her silence dragged on.

"Well, firstly for allowing me to stay..."

"You're hardly a bother to have as a guest" he interjected softly, causing the female nation to blush ever so slightly more. She missed the slight look of amusement that flashed across Norway's eyes at her apparent embarrassment. He also refrained from mentioning he really hadn't had much choice in the matter. Switzerland was not be toyed with.

"Perhaps so, but then you let me see something truly fantastical and, well; magical!" Liechtenstein fidgeted with her fingers under the table before gathering enough courage to look the Nordic nation in the eye.

"And you don't treat me like a little child...I appreciate that." She added with a soft smile.

Norway blinked several times, trying to process what she'd just told him.

"But you're not a child..." he stated bluntly as his eyes roamed over her body.

"You are not a young nation like some of the other ones."

"But I look young..."

Norway scratched the back of his head, a slight frown gracing his lips

"You've been around since Rome's era, right?"

Liechtenstein nodded. She'd been largely forgotten and ignored and thus no one really thought that she had been around for a very long time all things considered.
"I'm technically older than America yet I can never shake of this stupid childish body." She wrapped her arms around her small waist, staring at the red and white table cloth intensely. It wasn't fair.

Her country wasn't poor – her people prospered and lived a good life. So why was she still stuck like this? Landmass alone didn't impact their appearance, did it?
It couldn't. If it did then Denmark would be a lot shorter than all the other Nordics...

"Childish?" Norway inquired as he slowly rose from his seat, making his way over to her with two long strides.

She nodded sombrely as Norway extended a hand towards her. Confused and a little vary she took it, squeaking in surprise as he suddenly pulled her up from the seat and flush against his body.
"You're a beautiful young and refined woman, but hardly a child." Norway smiled down at her with that smile he seemed to do when he knew something others didn't. A secretive yet captivating smile – with a warmth that always came as such a surprise.

As if he was hinting at something she should know.

Norway hummed as he placed a hand on her waist, the other interlocking their fingers before swirling her around slowly guiding her out of the kitchen and into the living room.

Liechtenstein found herself falling into step with him as they danced to soundless music, the only sound she heard was the rushing of her blood as her heart beat faster for each twirl and dip he led her into.

They didn't need music, the melody playing in her mind was more than enough.

Breathless and flustered they both collapsed into the sofa. "You dance like a goddess." he whispered in-between breaths. Liechtenstein giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, he shouldn't be able to make her feel this good with words alone - but somehow he did.

"Ballroom dancing is easy." she replied as she leant into his embrace. She had to remember to thank Austria for teaching her how to – she never though it would come into handy in this day or age.

"Well, they seem to enjoy it too..."

Liechtenstein turned her head, smiling brightly she let out a small laugh. The two fairies where trying to imitate their dance-moves as they fluttered about in the air.

"So cute" she commented as she watched the little pink and green blurs fly about like leaves in the wind.

"Like you." Norway remarked.

The petite nation's cheeks flared up as she tried to bury her head in Norway's shirt.

"You're as bad with compliments as I am." he added with a chuckle.

Liechtenstein shook her head as she muttered something inaudible into his chest.

"Pardon?"

"Yesterday...you. Well you see; that was my...first kiss." she bit her lip, perhaps now that she'd told him her heart would stop beating so hard every time he came so close to her.

Norway took a sharp intake of breath

"Ohhh...I suppose I should apologise for stalking your first kiss like that then..."

Liechtenstein's heart sank. She hadn't really wanted him to regret it, because she certainly didn't

"Nah, that doesn't quite sound right now does it...?" Norway tilted her head backwards till their eyes met, playing with a few strands of hair before leaning closer to her. His breath hot and still smelling of coffee from breakfast.

"Because it wasn't even a proper kiss, now was it?"

Liechtenstein didn't know what to respond with, her mind was racing to much, but as he leant in even closer her eyes fluttered shut.

The tingling sensation returned immediately as his lips connected with hers, uncertain at first, but slowly she got into the rhythm of it as Norway slowly tightened his grip around her waist.

She gasped as he pulled her closer, his hands resting on her back as she tightened her grip around his neck.

With a small smile he bit down gently on her bottom lip; Liechtenstein threaded her fingers into his hair as she parted her lips to allow him entrance.

As he slid his tongue in, all she could think of was how much better reality was than her dreams.

So attentive and caring in every way.

Liechtenstein pulled away, gasping for breath. Norway chuckled as he kisses her forehead, her cheeks burning in embarrassment.

"sorry" she apologised. She didn't know how to kiss properly. It had felt so good and yet so awkward on her part. While the male nation seemed to know exactly what to do, Lichtenstein was simply at loss.

"No need to apologise" he told her with a low chuckle, leaning down to hiss her neck.
It sent shivers down her spine as his lips came in contact with the soft and tender skin.

"Should I stop?" he murmured, Liechtenstein could feel his voice as much as she could hear it. Every sound-wave seeming to resonate within her own body as he spoke.

"No, don't." she bit her tongue as she realised how terrible needy and selfish that had sounded.

"Please." she added with haste

"Always so polite." Norway hummed as he continues tracing butterfly kisses up and down the petite woman's neck.

"Is, is that bad?"

"Not at all. It's just not always needed. You're allowed to be a little selfish." as he spoke the kisses stopped, making Liechtenstein pout slightly at him. She didn't want him to stop.

"Than don't stop."

Norway grinned, but complied making the female nations' heart flutter and beat like mad as their lips once again connected.

She knew what to expects this time, and without as much as a though she allowed him to deepen the kiss. Each second better than the other as she held him as close to her as she could.

She let out a small yelp of pain as she felt something tug her hair a little to hard. Turning around at the source she frowned at the two faeries giggling.

Norway chuckled and pulled her into a hug.
"Don't get too angry, it's in their nature"

Liechtenstein grumbled slightly, before the heat and comfort of Norway's body calmed her down.

"They like to cause trouble..."

"Yeah, they do. But mostly harmless"

She nodded at his words as the two winged creatures fluttered in circles before they disappeared into thin air – leaving only glitter in their wake.

"Um...can we...go to the city? You know...before my brother comes to pick me up?"

Norway considered the request for a moment before nodding.
"Of course, go get ready and we'll leave immediately."

She nodded and got up from his lap to leave. As she reached the doorway a though hit her and she rushed back to him.

"Thank you, once again" she said as she stood on her toes to kiss his cheek. Norway's face took on the faintest of colour as he smiled warmly at her.
"You're welcome my fair lady" he replied with a an elegant bow, complete with a scrape of his foot against the hardwood floor.

"For a former Viking you sure do know how to be a gentleman."

"It wasn't all pillage and plunder" Norway replied with a smirk.

"You'll have to tell me more about that time then."

"I'll tell you as much as you want."

Liechtenstein giggled and blew him a shy kiss before disappeared upstairs to gather her things.

Tomorrow could wait forever in her opinion. She was enjoying her time with the silent but oh-so-endearing Nordic.


A.N:

plot bunnies are breeding in my mind. I really hope I'm not dragging this story out too much. I just have so many things I want to add (but I can't add it all into one chapter)

hope this chapter lives up to your expectations cherry~ (/I'm bad at ending fics, so you might have to deal with more chapters)