Volcanic Glass
The smooth black stone in your hand reflected the light in the room. Turning it over, you ran your fingers over the ridges.
"Iceland, is this yours?"
"How did you know ( )?"
"Iceland has volcanoes that create rocks like this."
"Oh wow ( ), you're so smart." You blush lightly.
"Thank you, Italy." You glance toward the Nordics who appear oblivious to the game. You place the rock down on the table and walk to the closet. A few moments later the door is pulled open and a body is shoved into the darkness next to you.
"You have to play, non-negotiable."
"I hate you!"
"No don't say that to your big brother." The others lock the door and you are left in silence.
"Who is in here?"
"( )"
"Oh…" You sighed and glanced in his direction. "Something the matter?"
"No." Your answer was quick and sharp.
"You wanted someone else?"
"No, I didn't even want to play."
"Same. "
"A man after my own heart."
"…"
"Did I say something wrong?"
"You called me a man."
"Well yes."
"My family treats me like a child."
"Would you rather I call you kid?"
"No."
"Good, because I pretty sure you are older than me. Like a big brother."
"Big brother?"
"Why not? I don't have one and you have always been nice to me. I think it is nice. Big brother."
"Don't call me that, please."
"I'm sorry."
"It is just wrong."
"Why?" You realized that he was very close to you.
"Because if I was your big brother I couldn't do this." His kiss took you by surprise and you nearly pulled away. Something about the way he was looking at you stopped you from reacting. He pulled away looking dejected. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that"
"Do it again, please."
"What?"
"Icy please let me redo it right." You lean in to kiss him but the closet door is shoved open.
"What do we have here? Little brother thinks he is all grown up." Iceland pulled away quickly and left the closet. He managed to avoid the Nordics and leave the room. You, however, were cornered between Denmark and Norway.
"So, you and Ice were getting it on." You slapped Denmark across the face.
"No, and you interrupted what I was going to do you stupid Dane. I could forgive you for that but you upset Icy too!"
"What did I do?"
"You treat him like a child. Can't you see it upsets him." You turn your glare on Norway whose emotionless gaze even wavered for a moment. "Where would he go?"
"Hotel?"
"Take me, I'm going to fix this." You couldn't help but smile at the terrified look Denmark gave you as Sweden instantly complied to your demands. You would have to remember to thank the Swede later.
The ride to the hotel was short and silent. You didn't really mind and were thankful to be riding with Sweden and Finland instead of Denmark and Norway. Arriving at the hotel you thanked Sweden for the ride and went to threaten a room key out of Norway. Successfully holding the key, you joined the remaining Nordics in the elevator.
"So, is Ice going to get laid?"
"I'm still mad at you."
"Come on ( )." You grabbed the Dane's tie and angrily pulled on it to choke him.
"Shut it. What I do to Icy is none of your business." You blushed as the weight of your words hit you. Denmark was laughing but you no longer wanted to deal with him. The door opened with a ding and you walked away. Before you reached the door a hand on your shoulder stopped you.
"Norway, what is it?"
"Ice has always been the odd one out. I'm happy he finally has someone to care for."
"I'll be good to him."
"You had better." You smiled and nodded.
"Hit Denmark a few more times for me."
"With pleasure." He turned and left you alone outside of Iceland's door. You raised your hand to knock but stopped. He probably would ignore you. You slide the key card into the door and opened the door as quietly as you could. Something flew past your head and hit the wall with a soft squish.
"Go away or I'll throw more."
"A pillow? Oh, I'm so scared."
"( )?"
"Yeah." You walked cautiously through the room looking around for sneak pillow attacks. "Where are you Icy?
"Here." His arms wrapped around you from behind pulling you against his chest softly.
"Why did you run?"
"I was just so angry. I didn't want you to see me snap. I didn't want to scare you away."
"I had to beat up Denmark myself." His chest vibrated as he tried to contain a laugh.
"I'm sure you did."
"Icy?"
"Hmm?"
"I never got to redo that kiss." You turned so you were facing him and pressed your lips against his. It was awkward for a moment before you got used to the close contact. He deepened the kiss and licked your bottom lip. You didn't hesitate to let him in and were pleasantly surprised by the taste of licorice on his tongue. He pulled away breathing heavily.
"Would you like to go out with me ( )."
"I'm not sure. I really prefer to beat up big countries and sneak into hotel rooms." He seemed to think you were serious. "Do you really think I would say no?"
"Maybe." You playfully hit him.
"I really like you Icy. Of course, I will go out with you."
"Good."
"But right now, I really want to stay in with you."
"Me too." You laced your arms around his neck and pulled him down toward your lips again. He lifted you off your feet and you gasped.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm going to show my family just how grown up I am." He carried you out into the hall and toward the other Nordic's room. You blushed knowing that any fear Denmark had of you would soon be destroyed.
After having shown you off to the others he carried you back to his bedroom and locked the door behind him.
"I don't need them bothering us about the meeting in the morning." You heard him mumbling something in the other room while you changed into something more comfortable in the bathroom. Walking out into the bedroom you felt his eyes on you and blushed. He was reclined on the bed wearing only a pair of Icelandic flag boxers. It was really his stare that made you react.
"Why are you staring?"
"You look really good in my shirts ( )."