"Norge, you're dripping." Denmark pointed out, leaning closer to his boyfriend's ice cream cone. He flicked out his tongue, gliding it along the side f the cone to catch the white droplet that threatened to coat the Norwegian's hand.
Huffing, the Norwegian just watched. He didn't much care if it had gotten all over his hand, though he did enjoy the small bit of attention from his boyfriend. Yes, Norway liked to be the center of the Dane's attention (even though he would never verbalize that).
"You have to be careful or it's all going to melt." Denmark pointed out, licking a few drops from his own cone. "You don't want to stain your new pants or anything."
Norway sighed, falling back to lean against the back of the bench they were sitting in at the local park near Denmark's house. He spared a glance over at the Dane, a small pout forming on his face.
Denmark was sure one to talk. Though he lectured on Norway trying to keep his vanilla ice cream from getting on everything, he couldn't help but have his own chocolate all over his face. Not to mention the white shirt over his torso was going to need a good scrubbing later. No matter. Denmark would have to take care of that by himself later.
Looking back around the park, Norway could see all of the other people. They were spending time with their children and loved ones. As cliché as it sounds, everyone had someone to be with. A partner. Everyone was showing off the one that they loved, holding hands and kissing. Some even went so far as to be cuddling with each other.
Looking back to the Dane, Norway's shoulders fell slightly. Yes, Denmark had told him thousands of times that he would also like to do those sorts of things. But never once had the Dane forced Norway to do something against his will in public. Norway had strong feelings about PDA, and was never really one to show it. It had always felt awkward or strange. Something like that should be kept private—just between the two lovers. Even when Norway did show affection, it was a rare treat that he found himself giving to the Dane every so often. But even then, it was never done in front of anyone else. Only when there were few people near.
But right now Norway decided that he wanted to change a bit of that. He started off by scooting closer to Denmark on the bench. Once their legs touched, Norway had Denmark's attention.
"What is it, Nor?" He asked, looking down at his boyfriend.
"Y-you're dripping." Norway said, leaning over to lick the Dane's fingers free of the brown liquid that coated them as they curled around his ice cream, a heavy blush staining his cheeks.
With a smile, Denmark leaned closer and kissed Norway's forehead. The show of love from the other was an open opportunity to show his own form of love. At least for the next few minutes.
"Dane? You got chocolate on my face." And with that, Denmark knew he'd blown his chances at intimacy. At least for now.
/A/N/
Ah, a little more cute fluffy goodness for you all~