If I never met you!

Author´s note: We don´t own Hetalia *sob*. Only the plot is ours, but everything else is not.

Mathias Køhler = Denmark Lukas = Norway

CHAPTER 2: THE NEXT MORNING

The sun shinned into Denmark's bedroom through the open window. Lukas woke up next to Mathias. He reflected on last night. His body felt really sore and he was extremely weak and tired. Memories flashed in his head of last night and he started to blush. When he finally recovered from the intense memories he realized that he felt cold... Norway moved close to Denmark since he was warm and resulted in him blushing more at his own actions.

Mathias woke up, his eyes widened as he looked at how close Lukas was. "Are you cold?" He whispered in Norway's ear as he put his arms around him.

Lukas blushed furiously and nodded. "Yeah..." He whispered.

Denmark moved closer enough to hear Norway's heartbeat. "How about now?" He asked.

"Mmm... it's better... much better..." He answered, cuddling into the other.

Denmark held Norway tight, but got disturbed when his phone rang. He took the phone off the almost invisible nightstand table and answered; he nodded a little and then put the call on hold. "Sweden asks if I know where you are, do I know that?" He whispered into the other's ear.

"Mmm... no, you don't. Please just let me stay here with you..." Lukas begged in a whisper.

Denmark put the phone to his ear. "No. I sadly don't." He said calmly. Waited for a while then turned off the phone. "Sweden says `Good Morning`" Mathias whispered into Norway's ear.

"Heh! I'll have to thank him for that!" Lukas said.

Denmark kissed Norway's neck, leaving another hickey as he stroked his hair and held him protectively close, like the mere talk with Sweden drove him to it.

Lukas blushed. "Hey, you left a lot of hickeys how am I supposed to cover them up...?"

"I don't know… a scarf?" Denmark shrugged and hugged Norway tightly.

"No, someone will notice... what will we do if someone finds out...?" Lukas said slightly worried.

Mathias backed away from Lukas. "Are you ashamed about being with me?" He asked and looked deeply hurt.

"No... I just feel really embarrassed...Besides... I didn't get to give you a single hickey yesterday and YOU did ALL the work... even though I was the one that started it..." Lukas said feeling slightly useless to his partner.

Denmark laughed so hard he fell out of the bed, even after, he still laughed hysterically.

"Wh-what?" Lukas asked startled. "Hey you bastard! Don't laugh dammit!" He yelled, despite that he felt really embarrassed on the inside. "Stupid drunk..." He muttered.

"You're just so cute when you feel useless." Denmark chuckled. "Which you're not." He smiled.

"Sh-shut up, and besides how can you say that I'm not useless, I didn't even get to pleasure you once!" Norway said, slightly embarrassed.

"You wanna do IT again?" Denmark asked as he climbed onto the bed.

"W-well..." `Oh crap not good... he hit the spot`, Norway thought.

"Well do you?" Denmark teased, lying with his head on Norway's chest.

"Yeah... I do... Don't laugh! 'K!" Lukas said and blushed while he inhaled the scent of his lover.

Denmark smirked as he looked up at Norway. "What are you doing?" He asked with a cute pout on his face.

"N-nothing!" Lukas immediately replied, about to let go of Mathias.

"Weren't we supposed to do something?" Denmark teased.

"St-stop teasing me..., I'll do it, k?" Norway said, a little unsure, waiting for some kind of sign.

Denmark butterfly kissed Norway's chest, his lips warm and moist.

Lukas blushed, but suddenly remembered 'Shit! I can't get swept away again like I did last night! I have to do something this time! I can't just take and never give! I have to be useful in some way!' Upon hat he remembered, he flipped them over with himself on top, straddling the others waist.

Absolute love was the only way to describe the look in Denmark's eyes.

"Wh-what? Stop staring, it's embarrassing..." Lukas blushed.

Denmark sat up just a little so they were eye to eye; he leaned in close and kissed Norway forcefully.

Norway started to feel a little more confidence, and therefore pulled back. He pushed Den lightly back down and started kissing him, again.

Denmark's smile never faded as Norway worked his magic.

-TIME SKIP-

It was two in the afternoon when Denmark could get Norway off of him. "Was it good?" Lukas asked.

Denmark kissed Norway's forehead as an answer, although that could be interoperated as both good and bad.

"I see, that's good." Lukas said, and cuddled more into Mathias.

Denmark put his arms around Norway, moving around so Lukas was laying on him.

Lukas blushed, but never the less relaxed and welcomed the warmth.

Denmark smirked and held Norway tighter.

Norway smiled a little smile and blushed.

"You wanna go eat something?" Denmark asked.

"Yeah...now that you mention it, I guess I am kind of hungry..." Norway admitted.

"You just stay still, I'll get you something." Denmark ordered. He then walked out of the room.

Lukas lay there patiently and waited.

Denmark walked back into the room with a tray, a plate of pancakes with raspberry jam and a plate with roasted chicken in béarnaise sauce with fries that looked like Lego.

"Did you make that?" Lukas asked, clearly surprised.

"Yeah! Why are you so surprised?" Denmark asked as he sat down next to Norway. "So what do you want?" Den asked as he smiled.

"Pancakes... please." Lukas answered slightly as he blushed.

Denmark gave Norway his plate, and a quick peck on the cheek before he started on his own food.

Okay! That was it for this time! Hope you enjoyed it! (you might've noticed, but we kinda forgot to do this in the first chapter! Hehe, woops!) This is our first fanfic, and we gladly accept pointers, tips, and reviews! Or if you just want to give some encouragement, then that is very much appreciated! I think we'll keep on doing notes after each chapter, and a preview bit as well! Please don't flame or leave bad comments, Thank you! Please rate and review!

-DenNor~!

Coming up next chapter:

…. a Silhouette leaned close to Matthias…

…Kissed him!...

…"Den's not yours he's mine!"….

…Suddenly he fell and couldn't get up….

…. Lukas' ankles were both severely sprained….