A/N: Wow...so many updates in a day...
" Again, how did I come to this?" stated Lars tugging at the too fitted shirt.
"You poured the whole coffee on your clothes, and we're having a meeting in few minutes, so I lent you some of my stuff." This sentence made Mathias gain a slap in his nape. "Ouch! Don't hit me for something idiot you did! It's not my fault this time!"
Lars held his hands up in defeat "Alright, alright. You got me." He then glanced at the wall clock "Dammit, we're going to be late…why do you wear shirts this tight?"
Mathias turned and winked at him "Because I don't wanna hide my merchandise!"
Lars glared in response: joke or not, that sentence bothered him.
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"Here you are, wear this!" Mathias found himself being aimed with tons of heavy hoodies and shirts, all belonging to Lars. "What the heck is this?"
Lars shrugged "My clothes for you to wear. We have a meeting today."
"But I brought my own clothes!"
Just as he said so, his mate emptied a bottle of orange juice on his bag, completely soaking the clothes inside. Mathias grabbed his now damaged clothes, hoping they weren't too much ruined. He hoped in vain.
The only clean fabrics he had, was the pajama he was wearing. "Did you hit your head? What's with this childish gesture?"
Lars ignored him "Hurry up and dress, wouldn't you arrive late at the meeting"
The Dane nodded in defeat, he went to the bathroom to change his clothes. Lars' shirts were really thick and large. Not that he had never noticed, just that he never wore anything similar for centuries.
"Okay, spite spirit. Enough already, can you tell me why did you soak my clothes in orange juice?"
Lars grunted, crossing his arms over his chest, he was blushing slightly "Because I don't want you to show your merchandise around too much…. Especially when France's in front of you"
Mathias chuckled embracing his boyfriend tight "Oh, my gosh…didn't think you could this jealous! Don't you think it's better to make her smell it, and then leave their mouths dry?"
A/N: About France, there's no offence towards him; I just imagined him making some of his usual compliments to Denmark and Netherlands overreacted with jealousy.