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Chapter 2: Cute!

Norway thinks Denmark is cute

Norway kept his nose in his book ignoring Denmark's whining about how he wanted to watch a movie with him. Denmark clung to him tighter whining louder.

"Nor! Nor! Nooorrrr! Come on! Please? Norway! Pretty pretty please? I want to watch a movie! Noooorrrrrwwwaaayyyyyy," he whined rubbing his face back and forth in his shoulder.

"No," he responded turning his page.

"But I have nothing to do without you!"

"Find a book and read it."

"I don't want to I want to watch a movie with you," he whined giving him puppy eyes.

Norway looked at him then slipped his foot up between them pressing it to Denmark's chest firmly and pushed Denmark away with it making him topple onto the floor. Denmark whined dramatically flopping around on the floor Norway ignoring him until he sulkily walked off to go find a book. Norway peered over his book then a secret smile of amusement flashed onto his face.

'How cute,' he thought as he went back to reading.

Denmark's whining and sulking was very cute to him sometimes and he liked to tease him so he'd get all whiney. Other times he found it annoying, but when Norway was in a good mood he found his whines and pouts completely adorable and he liked to see them.

Another situation

Norway peered over his coffee cup at the man rolling in the floor with their cats playing. The cats were pouncing and biting playfully as he laughed moving his hands around fast or dodging swipes and bites. Denmark adored animals and animals adored Denmark. Which was why all their animals were currently spoiled senseless thanks to his treat giving, cuddles, and playing. Denmark tossed his head back laughing when the two cats accidently crashed into each other when they were trying to attack him. His grin was huge and he was absolutely beaming like the damn sun. Like he had plotted for them to crash into each other all along. Norway narrowed his eyes on that bright, sunny, bubbly laughing face.

'It should be considered a crime for you to be so cute,' he thought propping his chin in his hand eyes accusing the man laughing on the floor like a child. Norway couldn't help the upward tug of his lips. No matter how slight it was.

Denmark truly is a cutie

Denmark grinned stacking more pillows for his creation. Then ran off to grab all sorts of blankets. When he had the pillows covered up how he wanted he was giddy like a child on a sugar high. As soon as Norway walked through the door he blurted out his plan.

"I made a pillow fort! Norway let's watch a move the TV is in there as well. We can cuddle, eat popcorn, drink soda, and watch cheesy movies all night long! Come on Nor doesn't that sound fun and relaxing?"

"Cuddle?"

"It's cold," he pouted.

Norway raised an eyebrow at him then shoved his ice cold hand down his shirt making him screech like a little girl. He snatched his hand out form his shirt and ran.

"YOU'RE SO MEAN!"

Norway shook his head in amusement as he hid from him. He didn't want Norway shoving his hand back into his shirt just to make him cold.

"Denmark we can watch the movie you wanted now I made popcorn," Norway called after awhile.

"YYYAAAYYYY," he cheered running down the stairs and into the pillow fort. They watched the romantic movie quietly.

Norway glanced over and Denmark was stuffing his face like a squirrel as he ate the popcorn. Norway eyed his chipmunk cheeks then reached out and tugged one making him peer over confused.

"How cute," he snorted going back to the movie. From the corner of his eye he could see Denmark's face go red and his eyes widened.

"I'M NOT CUTE YOU'RE CUTE! I'M MANLY," he screeched.

Denmark ranted wildly through the movie on how Norway was the cute one in their relationship and he was the handsome manly one. Norway pretended to ignore him but a secret smirk was on his face listening to his wild rant. He couldn't take him seriously when he sounded like a child trying to get their way and a blush was raging on his face. Denmark was definitely a cutie in his book.

Denmark

Denmark was cooking dinner with Norway after they got back from the store. Sweden was also there helping with the meal and Finland was washing dishes as they went. Iceland was drying them and putting them away.

"Can you get the basil," Sweden asked Norway.

Norway nodded and went to the cabinet that held spices, seasonings, and other things. He peered around the top and bottom shelf and didn't find it. He looked up and saw it on the top shelf. He reached up for it and noticed he was too short to reach like this. He stood on his toes reaching. Denmark glanced over and saw Norway struggling to reach. His nose was crinkled slightly in determination and irritation. He was doing little hops on his toes trying to get something. He looked away hand over his mouth that was spreading into a grin.

'How cute. So freaking cute. I love that he's so small," he thought internally chuckling and squealing at his cute boyfriend.

He stopped his internal gushing and walked over to him. Norway peered back when he felt his presence behind him. Denmark grinned and tilted his head in question to the cabinet and had his hand hovering near the top shelf. Norway felt his face heat up embarrassed he couldn't reach. He didn't like being shorter than most. It always proved to be a pain in the ass. He puffed his cheeks out slightly in anger looking adorable as hell then moved away arms crossed. Denmark felt hands on his shoulders suddenly and Norway pushed himself up climbing on his shoulders knees planting firmly on them as he reached for the basil. Denmark gripped his legs to keep him steady and safe while bursting into laughter grin breaking out on his face. Norway was stubborn and he liked doing things himself. Norway climbed off him and went to Sweden giving him the basil.

'So freaking cute,' Denmark thought watching him go back to cooking.

Norway's blushing moments

Denmark glanced over from the TV peering at Norway who was reading a book all snuggled into a blanket. Denmark smiled at his excited concentrated eyes. His hands were bringing the book closer and his grip was tightening on it. He must be at an exciting part of the book. Denmark leaned over adoringly then planted a kiss to his forehead. Norway looked at him startled. Then smacked him scooting away face turning pink as he tried to hide his blush with his book.

Norway was secretly an affectionate person and liked cuddling, hugs, and kisses. He really did and Denmark knew that. It was the sudden forehead, cheek, or nose kisses that flustered him and made him act like a shy cutie. Denmark grinned amused at his reaction and went back to watching TV. As he expected though soon the blanket covered bundle was back at his side and even snuggling into him. Denmark didn't react to it. Norway flopped over head in his lap, arms going around his middle, and his face hid into Denmark's stomach. Denmark peered down at him curiously. Norway peered up after a moment hands gripping the back of Denmark's shirt. His eyes were larger and innocent. His face was covered in an adorable blush. Denmark blinked then caught on and ran his fingers through his hair.

"You don't have to be sorry I wasn't mad," he chuckled bending down pressing his forehead on his.

"I'm not sorry I'm tired," Norway denied in a huff eyes not meeting his blush darkening on his face.

'If you get any cuter the world will implode,' Denmark thought pathetically and internally squealing at his adorable blushing.

"My mistake," he chuckled.

Norway glared into his eyes then kissed his lips lightly before going back down in a blur hiding his face back into his stomach and staying like that. Denmark chuckled going back to watching TV as his adorable boyfriend kept hiding from him yet cuddling into him at the same time. His hand carded through his hair gently the whole time. Norway's fingers danced along his back gently and soothingly in response just rubbing and massaging his back quietly until his hand stopped his actions and fell from his back as he drifted off to the soothing fingers carding through his hair.

Denmark yawned soon enough turning off the TV ready to go to bed and swept up Norway without waking him and carried him to their bed. He carefully placed him down into the bed and tucked him in. Then he turned out all the lights in the house and went back to their bedroom and climbed into bed. He tugged him over tangling his legs with his and snaking his arms around his thin body. He tucked his head under his chin and drifted off to sleep as well.

Denmark's favorite rare situations

Denmark somewhat felt bad about it but not really. Who could really blame him for finding the situation completely adorable? They were watching a horror movie. All the lights were off in the house and it was storming outside adding effect to the dark and intimidating atmosphere. Norway at the moment was clutching onto his arm eyes glued to the screen. His hand was shaking slightly as he did. Denmark despite what people would assume was the one never really affected by horror movies Norway on the other hand usually got scared.

Denmark grinned down at him when he launched into his arms at a particularly scary part and was in his lap hiding his face into his shoulder clinging. He petted his hair as they finished up the movie.

"You're so freaking cute," he chuckled cuddling his trembling bundle.

"Shut it Dane," he snapped.

"Yes yes of course," he laughed carrying him to bed to they could cuddle until Norway could finally fall asleep.

Regardless of what most people thought there was a lot more to Norway than a blank face. They just didn't know because most of the time he only showed his other sides to Denmark. Denmark knew him to the point he could even understand what he wanted to say by just one look. Many people knew certain sides of Norway but many didn't know the side of him that Denmark knew. He knew his happy side, insecure side, silly side, bashful side, and his cute side that he never showed to anyone unless they were extremely close. Even then most things Denmark only got to see or hear. That's what made them so perfect the fact that Norway could express himself to him that and Norway really was too cute for his own good and needed his crazy axe welding boyfriend to look out for him sometimes. Regardless of what Norway might say otherwise.

I LOVE DENMARK X NORWAY. They're so cute and I love them so much. I love writing them they're both just so precious and adorable.