"Mathias, don't you dare." Svana frowned, grabbing ahold of his collar to stop him from basically jumping out of the car. He had gotten out of the hospital after she had grabbed him some clothing and he had changed, the hosptial offered a pair of crutches for his ankle (And he denied them, assuring them he could 'hop everywhere.' Stubborn bastard. She took them for him anyway, just in case), and he was ordered to rest up for a couple weeks.
"What? I was just getting out." He assured innocently, grinning over at her.
"Take the crutches if you're going to hop out. Now stay so I can get them for you." She ordered, grabbing her laptop case before getting out, going around and opening the door for him, as well as the back door to take the crutches and offer them to him.
"Crutches are a pain." He groaned, but reluctantly took them after getting a look from her.
"Just use them now and don't worry about it around the flat." She sighed, shutting the car door behind him, locking up the car before they soon made their way into the building and up to their apartment.
Mathias basically ditched them the second he entered, hopping on one foot over to the couch, sitting down to get his shoe off. (She had brought him another pair, putting one of the foot he could still walk/hop/still put pressure on.) She set her bag and his other shoe down, taking off her own shoes. "Do you want anything?"
"Hm? Ja, I want you to rest." He said, looking over.
"Oh no, you're sick and I'm the one bossing you around." She stated, walking over to him.
"Oh come on, I'm not sick and I can do things on my own!" He whined.
"Your ankle is sprained, you hurt your head, and you refuse to use the crutches. I'm taking care of you, so don't argue with me." She stated, poking his forehead.
He groaned in defeat, leaning his forehead on her stomach, wrapping his arms around her legs. "You're going to make me sit still and relax, though!"
"You're never allowed to get sick again. You have too much energy. Now watch your hands." She frowned, smacking a hand that was getting too close to her rear.
"Well that's no fun. You're hotter than my nurse and I'm a guy!" He exclaimed, lifting his head to grin up at her.
She reddened, setting her hands on his shoulders. "Injured or not, I will hit you. Now relax and lie down."
"I don't want to."
"Mathias, stop being so difficult."
"Come sit with me then. You're tired."
"I'm fine." She assured, sighing when he pulled her closer. "Okay, I'll sit with you."
"Yes! We can just sit on the couch all day and eat junk food and watch cartoons like when we were younger!" He grinned, pulling her down to make her sit on his lap, not noticing a blush forming on her cheeks.
"Idiot." She managed with a huff, looking away. "Will you just rest?"
"Only if you will."
There really seemed to be no point in arguing with him. Even though she was tired and wanted to just be with him right now. "You let me know if you need something."
"I will. Promise." He assured, rubbing noses with her. "Now you sit back and relax."
She reddened slightly before she rolled her eyes, hesistating before moving off his lap, sitting down beside him. She adjusted herself, resting her head on his shoulder. "Fine. Because you won't shut up until I do."
"Exactly." He grinned, wrapping an arm around her. "You gotta take care of yourself. You'll waste all your energy trying to take care of me."
"Don't lecture me. Someone needs to take care of you, since we both now you can't do it yourself. Now rest." She said, closing her eyes.
"Yes, hon." He grinned, grunting when she elbowed him. "Ow! I'm injured!"
"I'll make you go to your bed alone if you don't shut up."
"Okay, okay!" He chuckled, pulling her closer, nuzzling her head with his cheek.
It had been about a week later, and Svana had stuck around taking care of the Dane. Who was -as she predicted- bored, whiney and demanding. But she merely put up with it without insulting him in every other sentence, and went about making him his meals, helping him around the flat (since he refused the crutches), and making him sleep and sit still for the most part. And... okay, she really didn't mind taking care of him. She was still worried about him, after all, and had even taken the time off of work to keep him company.
"Svannaaaaaa! I'm bored." He announced, poking her cheek as she typed.
"Yes Mathias, so you've said." She murmured, smacking his hand away. "You can go to practice tomorrow and stop bothering me."
"I like bothering you."
"You've been complaining for the last week and a half about being bored."
"It's boring stuck here but I like hanging around you."
"I'm tempted to leave for work now."
"Noooooo! Don't leave me here with just the television!" He exclaimed, hugging her. "All it does it play news about something or old eighties movies with bad special effects!"
"Some on those are classics and you have movies of your own."
"I've seen all of them."
"Go walk around the flat."
"That's boring. Let's go out. My ankle is better and I wanna walk around and play tourist! Pleeeeeeeeeeease?"
"How can we play tourist when a lot of people know us?" She asked, saving her document.
"We... oh, come on, please? Please, please, please, please, pleeeeeeeeease?" He begged, closing her laptop and setting it aside before hugging her again.
"You're so clingy, get off of me." She frowned.
"Did I mention you were the best nurse-roommate-friend in the history of forever and therefore, we should go out so I can brag about you?" He grinned. After all, she would barely let him do anything on his own within the week he had been home! She had cooked and cleaned and made sure he was comfortable and got everything he asked for and even laid down with him when he asked her too! Awesome week. He'd get sick more often if it wasn't so damn boring!
"You'll brag anyway. Fine, we'll go out. But if you start feeling unwell, you better tell me." She warned as he jumped up, going to change quickly before grabbing his shoes.
"Come on, come on, let's go!" He hurried her as she grabbed her wallet, keys to the flat and put on a pair of shoes.
"Maybe I should take you to a park. Throw a ball and let you go after it." She mused, opening the door and waiting for him.
"Ahaha! Good one, Svan!" He laughed at that, wrapping an arm around her as they made their way outside, going down towards a nearby tourist-like area.
Since he had been in the flat for about a week, he had more energy than usual, and was more than happy to finally get out! They wandered around, Mathias pointing out anything that caught his eye and talking to people he knew along the way, making sure Svana was nearby and within reach. (Not very difficult, since he either had an arm around her shoulders or had taken her hand to lead her to something.) They soon stopped off at a cafe, ordering a light snack and just talking about whatever came to mind.
"I like this. Just hanging out with ya." He grinned, taking a bite of a sandwich.
"You have been hanging out with me for the last little while. I'd figured you'd need a break. You have mustard on your mouth." She said, pointing as she took a drink of her iced tea.
"I'd never be sick of you!" He grinned before she leaned over to wipe his mouth. "Hey wait, I can get it! I'm not a little kid!"
"Not physically, anyway. And you weren't going to." She rolled her eyes, sitting back down.
"Was so." He stuck his tongue out at her, then grinned. "You know, I really missed you when you moved. It wasn't the same."
She looked over at him, and if he had paid closer attention, the Dane would've noticed a slight blush on her cheeks. "I missed you too. It was always too quiet."
"Really? And you're always telling me to shut up!"
"Shut up." She smirked lightly, getting up. "I'll be right back."
"Sure thing." He nodded, taking a drink of his coke as he looked around, noticing a flower shop across the street. Hm... oh, oh, idea! He looked in the direction she went off in as he got up, before sprinting over. She had taken care of him and even stuck around the hospital for days when he was knocked out! He felt like he should get her something! And flowers were nice! Girls liked flowers! Did she like flowers? Ah... sure! What wasn't to like? He walked in, looking around quickly. Now, what to get her...? She seemed to like blue... maybe purple? Oh, oh! Red! No wait, that was his favourite colour. Maybe he should just get her some roses... or would that bring out the wrong message? Weren't roses the romantic ones? A-and the was no way he had romantic feelings for her! Nope! So... Ah... he jumped a bit when he was tapped on the shoulder, looking behind him to see a young woman.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" She asked, smiling up at him.
"Oh, ja, that'd be awesome." He nodded with a smile. "I need some flowers for a friend. She helped me out recently and I wanna give them as a thank you."
"Sure thing. Is there a paticular kind she likes?"
"Aha... not sure. She likes the colours blue and purple." Probably.
"We don't have very many in that colour right now. Everything here is what we have." She said, showing him around and explaining different flowers. He decided to get her some tulips of various colours with baby's breath, getting the young woman to put it together as a bouquet.
He smiled, paying and thanking her before leaving, flowers behind his back once he noticed Svana was back at the table.
"Oh, there you are. Where'd you go off to?" She asked, brow furrowed when he walked over.
"Just had to grab something." He shrugged, grinning as he stopped in front of her.
She raised a brow. "What's behind your back?"
"Oh... just these." He smiled, holding out the bouquet for her.
She blinked, looking at the bright and colourful flowers before she carefully took them when he offered them, glancing up at him. "Wha... what are these for?"
"For taking care and putting up with me!" He grinned, noting her somewhat shocked expression. Ahaha! So awesome! She obviously liked them! Good job Mat!
"I-it was nothing..." She assured, feeling a blush creep up as she looked back at the tulips. "But thank you." She smiled softly, getting up and leaning up to kiss his cheek.
Ohoho! She was blushing too! Was she? Looked like it! That made him smile even more, and his thoughts screeched to a halt when he felt her lips on his cheek. He blinked, stilling as he felt his skin starting to tingle a bit. "Hey, you're smiling." He managed when she pulled away, rubbing the back of his neck.
"You gave me flowers, of course I'm smiling."
"You look cuter when you smile." He grinned. "And, ah... what was the kiss for...?"
"It was a thank you for the flowers."
"The flowers were a thank you for taking care of me."
"We're all thank you'd then." She said, glancing away. Well, she had actually wanted to kiss him, and had acted out on the impulse before she could stop herself. What the hell, Svana? He gives you flowers and then you- ahem. A-anyway... it was just on the cheek, it wasn't a bit deal.
"Yeah... are we done here? I'm full." He said, nodding to the table.
"Oh, yes, I'm fine. Do you want to walk around a bit more?" She asked.
"Sure, will those be fine?" He asked, pointing at the flowers.
"They should be. Oh, wait, there aren't any picks on them." She said, glancing down to see. Guess he forgot to ask for them. "We better go back to put them in water." She didn't want them to die off right after she got them.
"Yeah, okay." He nodded before they began to head back. Now Mathias, calm down. It was just a small kiss on the cheek because she was thankful for the flowers, no biggie. Stop thinking about it. And stop wanting to touch your cheek. Mathias! Quit it. Resist!
They made it back, going up to their flat and walking in. Svana placed the flowers down on the counter, looking under the sink for a vase. "Do you have a vase around here?"
"Ja, but it's up here though." He said, kicking off his shoes and walking over, reaching above to the top cupboard to grab one and started to fill it with water. "Too high up for you."
"You bought me flowers, so I'll let that one slide." She rolled her eyes, taking her flowers and undoing the bow around it before setting them in the vase, placing it it down on the counter, looking them over. They really were quite beautiful... "They're very pretty, Mathias."
"You think so?" He grinned, going beside her. "I didn't really know what to get you. I was tempted to go off and pick you some buttercups or daisies."
"You've done that before."
"I have?"
She nodded. "Yes, you have. It was years go, I think we were ten. I was so mad at you over something, and I wouldn't talk to you and well... I basically ignored you for a week. I remember everyone kept questioning why we weren't talking or hanging out. But anyway, you got fed up and managed to convince my Mom to go get me to go out to do something for her. And just as I left the house, you were there with a handful of picked flowers, daisies and lilacs and demanded that I forgive you."
He blinked. Right, he remembered that know. "I remember. You were so pissed off. What were you so angry about anyway?"
"I don't remember. It was probably something stupid." She waved it off. Okay, a lie. She did remember, but it was a bit stupid. She had heard that some girl had a crush on him and Svana had noticed him talking to her at some point around that time. Needless to say, she was upset about that because she thought they'd start dating soon enough. SO instead of demanding an explanation or pretending it didn't exist, she ignored him. But he finally got to her, had offered her those flowers and said that whatever was bothering her, she had to tell him and forgive him and he'd never do it again! She instead took the flowers, looking them over before she hugged him, and told him he was forgiven. Never breathing a word of the reason why to him or anyone else.
"You hugged me then, too." He grinned.
"I was happy for the flowers, idiot." She rolled her eyes, cheeks reddening at the memory. She had gotten so... jealous. Just over that! And they were ten!
"I didn't even know if you liked flowers or not." He chuckled."But it seemed like it was worth a shot. I always saw my Dad give my Mom some of her favourite flowers whenever she was upset about something."
"Well, it worked on me too back them. I'm pretty sure most girls like to get flowers."
"So, what are your favourite flowers?"
"I like dahlias." She said, glancing up at him.
"Really? What are those again?" He asked.
"They're... they're sort of like a... Hm... they're kind of bushy looking. I'd have to look them up to show you. For the next time I take care of you when you hurt yourself."
"Hm... Another week or so of you doing everything I asked... that'd be worth the flowers. I might end up hurting myself tomorrow in practice..." He mused, grunting when she hit his chest. "Or not. Ow..."
"Don't you dare. I have work tomorrow. And go easy." She chided, patting his chest before walking off to do something.
He rubbed his chest, watching her go as he turned back to look at the flowers. Dahlias... He'd have to look those up.