His slim hands ran through your hair, untangling it here and there. A soft groan of appreciation left your lips as you snuggled closer to him and closed your eyes.
"Hmm Norge that feels so good." You buried your face in his chest.
You felt him tense at the sudden show of affection, but he continued moving his hand through your thick blonde hair. Yes, rather than going to a Christmas Eve party, you stayed at Norway's home. Actually, you didn't have a choice. It began snowing around noon, and hasn't let up since. You knew for a fact that the roads were icy and… well there was no way out of the house with so much snow sitting outside the door. And the worst part about being stuck here was that Denmark was also stuck. The very annoying Nordic Nation came to bother Norway for something utterly ridiculous that even you forgot what it was.
You looked up and faced your lover, "I wish Denmark wasn't here…" You whispered.
He nodded in agreement and looked down at you. Pushing a piece of hair out of your face, he leaned down and pecked your lips. They were cold against your very warm ones, you noticed as he pulled away from you. Norway wasn't one for emotion, but he sure as hell loved actions.
You smiled up at him, "Your lips are freezing."
He smirked the smallest bit, as he actually said, "Mind warming them for me?"
You giggled as he leaned down again and captured your lips. You smiled against his mouth as you wound your hand into his hair carefully so you didn't bump into his hair cross pin. You leaned up and pressed your lips harder against his as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
"Okay, So Norway, I ate all of your Hazelnuts out of celebration sooo-." Denmark stopped after looking up, his face deadpanned, "Will you too stop sucking each other's faces off?"