It was a warm spring day. Denmark and Norway were sitting out on the back patio, books in hand as they sat at the table, book and newspaper in hand. A radio sat in the middle of the table, soft music playing on it from the couple's favorite shared station, before cutting off to a man speaking in Danish.

Ah, it was a break between songs. The announcer was speaking for a bit about all sorts of things—the wonderful weather to the next song that would be playing.

With a smile as the music started, Denmark perked up. "Hey, Norge!" He said, turning to his boyfriend. "It's our song! Remember it?" He asked, head swaying slightly to the music.

"I can't forget it. You won't let me." The Norwegian turned to the next page of the newspaper, looking over the new section, with a frown. "Nor would I really want to forget. It holds a deep meaning to me…"

Denmark's smile only grew as he stood, tossing his book onto his seat. He pulled the newspaper from Norway's hands and lay it on the table, placing the radio on top to not have the wind blow it away.

"He-"

"Come on." The Dane grabbed onto Norway's hands and pulled him up, his own large hands making their way to his Norwegian's hips as he held the other in place. He gently rocked against the slow music, beat carrying the two of them in a small circle, turning one foot at a time as they swayed. "Let's dance. I want to see those hips moving."

Norway did little to pull away, his fingers resting against the Dane's collar bone as he moved, his feet carrying along with the other's.

Norway let himself be lead, a comfortable silence coming over the two of them as he lay his head against Denmark's shoulder, eyes locked on the other's neck as they swayed.

Denmark's head lay against Norway's, his eyes drifting closed as he held the person who meant the most to him in his arms, dancing to his favorite song in the world, on the most beautiful day of the year.

Soon, the moment was ruined when Denmark laughed, pulling his head away. , one hand moving to rub the opposite side of his neck. "Your eyelashes tickle…" He explained.

Norway only rolled his eyes, laying his head back down. This time as they connected, Norway's eyes remained closed. He didn't want to ruin this perfect moment again—in fear of not being able to do this again after a second mess up.

"Dane?" He began, hand gripping onto one of the Dane's and lacing their fingers together as he held both hands in the air, a new dance position as the other hand held the Dane close.

"Ja?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, though he didn't make any other sudden movements.

"I love you."

/A/N/

I tried submitting this yesterday, but FanFiction isn't working on FireFox OTL So here I am updating on Internet Explorer.

Someone please help me OTL