Things were finally falling into place for Iceland. No more running away, no more hiding, no more worrying and losing sleep over stupid thoughts. Only simple conversations, books, grass and bottles of cold Coca-Cola filled Iceland's days now and he loved it. He felt comfortable, he felt casual, he felt…normal. The only problem he had now was the heart arrhythmia.

Right, of course there had to be a problem…

The Icelander didn't know much about heart arrhythmia at all, he didn't even know if countries could have it. All he knew was that his was getting worse. At first it was once in a while, and then it started happening more often; now it was happening almost every day. Iceland was starting to get worried. That's why he found himself sitting at his desk in his room, searching the internet for anything he could find on heart arrhythmia on a Saturday night.

'An arrhythmia is a problem with the rate or rhythm of the heartbeat. During an arrhythmia, the heart can beat too fast, too slow, or with an irregular rhythm.' The Icelander read in his head.

'A heartbeat that is too fast is called tachycardia. A heartbeat that is too slow is called bradycardia…' Iceland thought for a few seconds.

"Well, I have tachycardia, that's for sure." he muttered, continuing to read the text in his head.

'Most arrhythmias are harmless, but some can be serious or even life threatening.' Iceland cringed slightly before continuing to read on, 'During an arrhythmia, the heart may not be able to pump enough blood to the body. Lack of blood flow can damage the brain, heart, and other organs.'

The silver-haired teen leaned back in his chair and sighed softly, "…It doesn't seem life threatening, just a little annoying."

Iceland clicked on the next link 'Symptoms' and scrolled down through them.

"Hm…Fluttering in chest and a racing heartbeat seem to be the only two symptoms I have out of all of these. Maybe I …don't have a heart arrhythmia…?" Iceland whispered before shaking his head, "No, I must have a heart arrhythmia! What else could it possibly be…?!"

Iceland crossed his arms and thought for a minute before exiting out the website and scrolling down Google for another one.

Norway watched his brother from his bedroom's doorway. Watching Iceland type, scroll and grumble to himself made the Norwegian raise an eyebrow at his brother's strange behaviour. Walking into the room, not bothering to knock, Norway walked behind Iceland and leaned over, looking at the screen over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

Iceland jumped, "Guð minn góður...!" he turned his head, glaring and holding his chest, "…Don't sneak up on me like that, Lukas."

Norway ignored him, continuing to stare at the screen, "What kind of website is this?"

Iceland glared a little longer at his brother before looking back to his laptop, "…It's a health site."

Norway glanced at the Icelander, "What are you doing looking on a health site?"

Iceland avoided Norway's gaze, choosing to stare straight ahead, "…I'm just checking something."

The Norwegians' eyes hardened, "Checking what? Why? Are you sick? Did something happen? Tell me."

Iceland cringed at the sudden intensity of his brother's aura, "N-No! I-I mean yes-! Ugh, I don't know…! I don't know if something's wrong or not, that's why I'm checking." He confessed with a sigh.

Norway's eyes softened, sensing that the Icelandic was telling the truth, "Hm…"

The two stayed in silence for a while, neither really sure what to say.

"…When you find what you're looking for, call me, okay?" Norway said, turning around and started walking out of the room.

"Yeah…" Iceland replied absentmindedly, resuming his search.

A few minutes later, Iceland stumbled upon a health website where you could get personal medical advice from doctors.

'Perfect!' he thought, as he scrolled through the list of doctors you could speak to, "Ah, this one specializes in heart problems! Doctor Malita?'

Opening the little chat box, Iceland began to write.

Anon: Hello.

A few seconds passed before reply popped up.

Dr. Malita: Hello. How can I help you?

Anon: I think I might have tachycardia heart arrhythmia.

Another few seconds passed before another reply popped up.

Dr. Malita: Have you talked to your doctor or looked up any information on heart arrhythmia?

Anon: I haven't talked to my doctor but I looked up information on it.

Dr. Malita: I see. Do your symptoms match up to your findings?

Iceland sighed slightly, typing back the answer.

Anon: Only two truly do: fluttering in chest and racing heartbeat. I'm not certain if that changes the fact if I have it or not.

Dr. Malita: Well, small differences in symptoms can vary for people. When did these symptoms start?

Iceland thought for a moment.

Anon: About 6 months ago

Dr. Malita: Had anything changed in your life at that time? Be it mentally, physically, emotionally, socially?

Iceland thought back again, reviewing the last 6 months.

Anon: …I got a new friend.

Dr. Malita: Alright. Does or did anything happen with this friend?

Anon: No, we just talk.

Dr. Malita: Hm… What are the symptoms you have exactly?

Iceland crossed his arms and thought for a while before typing.

Anon: Fluttering in heart, racing heartbeat, and rapid increase in body temperature (mostly in the face region).

Dr. Malita: …And when do these symptoms usually occur?

Anon: It can occur multiple times a day.

Dr. Malita: During school or work?

Anon: During school and also after.

Dr. Malita: Is this friend of yours present at these times?

Iceland blinked at the words he read before thinking back in his mind.

Anon: Yes, actually. Can they be some kind of a trigger?

Dr. Malita: …..

Dr. Malita: Oh, that is just precious~

Iceland blinked again, completely confused.

Anon: …Excuse me?

'Maybe she was writing an email to someone else and accidentally sent it to me…?' Iceland thought, staring at the last set of typed words on the screen. Suddenly more popped up.

Dr. Malita: I think I know what you have…

Anon: Really?

Dr. Malita: It's not heart arrhythmia, so that's good.

Anon: Okay. So what do I have?

Dr. Malita: A crush, dear; you have a crush.

Iceland froze after reading the reply. What? H-Huh? A crush? On who? As if reading his thoughts, the second reply popped up.

Dr. Malita: A crush on that friend of yours.

Iceland didn't know what to say, he felt frozen but his hands seemed to respond for him.

Anon: …Are you sure?

Dr. Malita: Positive~

Anon: Alright, um… Thank you for your help.

Dr. Malita: No problem. Good luck with your friend~ Hopefully they'll feel the same way! :)

Anon: Thank you. Alright, goodbye.

Dr. Malita: Bye bye~

Iceland watched the doctor exit out the chat and just stared blankly at the written words, letting everything slowly sink in. A…crush? On Hong Kong…? No way…

"Wow…"

The Icelander quickly spun his head around to see Norway standing behind him, looking at the screen before turning to him.

"Mistaking a crush with heart arrhythmia? That's certainly new…" Norway commented in monotone surprise.

Iceland felt his face rapidly heat up, "LUKAS!"

"Cola?" Norway asked, holding up a glass.

The sound of ice cubes clinking against glass was the sound that echoed through the room. Iceland sat cross-legged on his bed, gripping a glass of Cola tightly in his hands. Norway sat in his desk chair, watching him in silence.

'A crush… She says I have a crush…'

Iceland didn't know what to think or do. His mind was in over-drive but his thoughts were completely blank; it was like he was just mentally chasing his tail.

'Okay, just calm down.' Iceland's mind told him, 'There's no need to get all worked up about this.'

"What are you talking about? I have all the reasons in the world to be worked up; I have a crush on my best friend! This is totally something to freak out about!' Iceland thought back rigorously.

'Oh please, like you didn't know that before…!' Iceland's mind scoffed at him.

Iceland leaned back, blinking, "What do you mean 'like I didn't know'?"

'I meant exactly what I said; you knew it all along. Deep down, you knew. You were just too blind to acknowledge it.'

"….."

Now that he calmed down and thought about it, the realisation that he liked Hong Kong didn't seem that far-fetched or shocking. Thinking about it rationally, it actually made perfect sense.

"Huh…I guess you're right…" Iceland muttered.

Norway raised an eyebrow at the Icelandic, silently asking what's wrong. Iceland just shook his head and took a sip of his Cola.

"…So?" Norway asked after a moment of silence.

Iceland looked up, slightly confused, "So what?"

"Did you come to a conclusion?"

Iceland paused, taking another sip before nodding, "Yeah, in fact I did."

"And?"

"And it turns out that the realisation wasn't that startling after all." Iceland responded, shrugging his shoulders a bit.

"Hm," Norway nodded, shifting his legs into a comfortable position, "So what are you going to do about it?"

Iceland shrugged again, picking up a book off his nightstand and opening it, "Don't know. I think I'm going to save that problem for another day."

After all, what could be done today could be done tomorrow, right?

Icelandic translations:

Guð minn góður...! = Oh my god...!

Authour's note: Yay, another chapter~ Thank you to everyone who sent a review, it's always nice to hear that there are people who enjoy this fanfic. :) With that being said, I got some bad news. My final exams are coming up so that means I'm not going to be updating in a few weeks. Sorry for the inconvenience but yeah, *shrugs* it's not my fault. I'll update as soon as I can but untill then farewell~!

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