"Svan, come on, wake up, we're here." The Dane urged, tapping the Norwegian's forehead. They were currently on a flight, and it was now starting to land in Copenhagen, and she had fallen asleep as soon as they sat down, resting her head against his shoulder. Which, he had to admit, was pretty cute.
"No, don't want to…" She mumbled, reaching up to grab his hand to move it down.
He smiled slightly once she move his hand away, feeling her hold it down. "Ja, you know I wouldn't wake ya, but we're here now."
"Like you didn't wake me this morning? Just carry me out."
"I don't think that would work out in the plane. Maybe after." He chuckled as she opened her eyes and lifted her head.
"Fine. I'm up." She yawned, stretching in her seat and yawning. Who's dumb idea was it to drink last night, anyway? Oh right, his.
They soon landed, grabbing their hand luggage before going out, Mathias looked around, holding onto Svana's arm so he didn't lose her in the crowded airport. Now, where were his parents…? They were suppose to meet him here. He'd given them the right time, right?
"Mathias!" The Dane turned his head once he heard his name, finally noticing his parents among the crowd. There they were! "Mom! Dad! Hey Svana, over here." He said, tugging the smaller, yawning Norwegian with him before being pulled into a hug by his mother.
"Oh, it's so good to see you! And you too, Svana! It's been quite a while!" His mother smiled at the two.
"J-ja, it's been a long time. How are you?" She nodded a bit before being pulled into a gripping hug as well. Gah! No wonder Mathias was so touchy!
"We're fine. Come on, let's grab your luggage and head off." Mathias' father smiled, nodding towards the luggage belt.
They went over, chit-chatting as they waited for their luggage. Once they received the suitcases, they headed out, piling into a car before they headed into the city of Copenhagen. Mathias and Svana were both showered with questions. What were they doing? How were their jobs? Where they finally together yet? (Ha ha, very funny, parents. Although they both reddened at that. F-for whatever reason.) And they answered, well, mostly Mathias answered all the questions asked, and made sure to ask plenty on his own. It wasn't everyday he got to see his parents!
They made it to the Kohler home, grabbing their bags and walking into the house. Svana noted that I looked the about the same as it had been the last time she had been here… what, ten years ago? About that.
"You'll both be sharing Mathias' room." His mother said after they walked in, noticing the Norwegian looking around.
"Hey, just like old times!" The Dane grinned, heading off to his room with his things.
"Let's just hope you don't kick me out of the bed like you use to." She snorted lightly, walking after the Dane to set her things away.
Some things never change.
The night of the wedding approached, and Svana was basically hogging the bathroom in Mathias' room to get ready. He had a bedroom, he could get ready in there.
"Yo Svana, you ready? I need to brush my teeth." He said, knocking on the door.
"You haveanother bathroom in your house, you know." She said.
"But that one is tiny and smaller." he pouted. "Just open the door, you gotta be dressed by now."
"Alright, alright." She sighed, moving away from the mirror to open the door before going back to finishing up her makeup.
He walked in, glancing at her reflection in the mirror before grabbing his toothbrush. She actually wasn't putting on a lot of make-up, he noticed. Some foundation, mascara, eyeliner and lipstick. Considering how much make-up she wore during work and when they went out, it was a bit change. He kind of preferred it.
"What?" She asked, looking at him in the mirror as she fixed her lips. He was staring at her with his toothbrush in hand.
"Huh? Oh, nothing. You're just not wearing a lot of make-up." He said, grabbing his toothpaste.
"Well, I don't really like wearing a lot, normally." She said, setting her lipstick back into her bag before searching through it to grab her lip gloss to put it in her clutch.
"You have the weirdest job for something like you." He chuckled, before he started on cleaning his teeth.
"And yet, I've have this job for a few years now." She said, fixing her hair a bit. Should she put it up, or down? Curl it? Leave it?
"Go' an ya." He mumbled around the toothbrush as she fiddled with her hair.
"Mhm." She nodded, grabbing her curling iron and plugging it in. She waited for it to heat up, before she started to curl the ends. "Are you going to wear a tie?" She asked, noticing that he wasn't. No tie, no bowtie, nothing. Not that it looked back, it actually looked really good without- okay Svana! Stop staring!
He spit, rinsing out his mouth before looking at himself. In the mirror. "Ah, well… I can't find my clip on"
"…Do you not know how to tie a tie?" She asked, raising a brow at him.
"Ah… no." He admitted with a sheepish grin.
She sighed, grabbing another handful of hair to curl. "Go get a tie. I'll do it for you."
"You know how to tie a tie?"
"Just got get one Mathias. Borrow one from your Dad, I'll show you how to tie it." She said as she wrapped her hair around the hot iron.
With a grin, the Dane left her to go borrow one from his Dad, grabbing a nice dark blue silk one. Hey! This one matched Svana's dress! "Got one!" He said as he walked back in, noticing that she was done with her hair. Wow… Quit the wandering eyes, Mat!
She turned to him, taking the tie and putting it around under his collar before she started to tie it for him, tightening it slightly. "How's that."
"Perfect." He grinned down at her, looking in the mirror. Hey! That looked pretty nice! "Thanks Svan! Where'd you learn to do that?"
"It's not that hard." She snorted lightly, turning to pack up her things to put them away. Okay. Now she was ready.
The Dane looked her love in the mirror, eyes following before he caught himself. W-woah, what the hell was with him?! He kept staring at Svana and if she caught him, she'd totally thing he was being creepy or something! Come on Mat!
"Are you ready?" She asked, sitting on the bed to put on her shoes after she had put her things away.
"Ja, all ready now!" He called out, looking himself over one last time before going back into his bedroom to grab his shoes as well.
Once ready, they went out, calling up a cab and heading off once Mathias' parents were ready as well. They soon arrived, Svana glancing around as they wait. It was just stunning, and she couldn't help but start to wonder what her wedding would look like, or be like, or who she would even marry!
All things to consider, am I right?
They sat down, waiting for the wedding to begin. And still those thoughts were in Svana's head. Normal, right? I mean, she was nearing her mid-twenties, and a lot of people she knew were married and/or with kids. She was lost in her thoughts as she watched the bride walk passed, radiant and stunning, as a lovely bride should be.
"I think you're way prettier." Mathias leaned down to whisper to her once they sat down, grinning.
This caught the smaller blond off guard, and she felt her cheeks start to burn before she elbowed him lightly. I-idiot! What was with him and saying something like that!
The ceremony ended, and Svana and Mathias walked out, catching a ride with other family members to where the reception was being held. She got a drink, hoping it would calm her nerves a bit before she and the Dane walked around.
"Wonder what my weddin's gonna look like." Mathias mused, taking one of the finger foods from a waiter.
"Knowing you, big and extravagant." Svana commented.
"Hahaha! Probably! I love attention grabbing and big parties!" He laughed a bit. "What about you? I'm thinking you'd want something small and simple."
"We're obviously not getting married." She teased lightly, glancing up at him with a small twitch of the lips.
"That's okay. We can go to each others. I get to be your maid of honour, right? You can be my best man." He grinned
"You're such an idiot," She rolled her eyes. "but sure. I'll be your best man."
"Awesome! We got a deal then!" He took a bite of the finger food he had grabbed.
"I'll be sure to tie your tie too."
"I'm never going to hear the end of that, am I?"
"Probably not."
He laughed, and they soon went off to eat, talk, see the new bride and groom and then the party started. Loud music, lights flashing, this was just like a dance club. Or Svana thought so, anyway. Was all of Mathias' family loud and just like him? Seemed that way.
"Wanna dance?" The Dane grinned over at her, offering his hand.
"Do I have a choice?" She asked with a raised brow.
"I could always set you up with a cousin. And I don't have anyone to dance with. You're my only option."
"I'm starting to like that cousin idea…" She mused, then sighed at his pouting. "I'm teasing, come on." She said, taking his hand and allowing him to guide her out to dance to the upbeat music.
A slower song started soon enough, and the two Scandinavians looked at each other sheepishly, both wondering if they should sit back down or dance to this as well. Svana shrugged to the Dane, and just as she was about to turn to go sit back down, Mathias took her hand to stop her.
"Come on, let's dance to this one too." He smiled, pulling her a bit closer.
Reddening slightly, she nodded as she stepped closer, feeling the Dane put his hands on her, and began to lead them. She hesitated before moving closer, leaning her head again his chest. She felt warm and flustered for whatever reason. Come on Svana! It's Mathias here! Ma-thi-as. You work with him and he's currently your roommate, why are you getting all worked up over some little dance, anyway?! Mathias was feeling about the same, little did she know. He wrapped both arms around her, pulling her closer as he leaned his head against hers, sighing deeply.
"What's wrong?" She asked, noticing the sigh. She could feel his breath on her ear and neck…
"Hm? Nothing." He assured, patting her back lightly. "I'm just… I like this. It's nice."
"What, dancing with me?" She asked, raising a brow as she tilted her head to look up at him. H-he was so close! When did he get so close?
"I like dancing with you." He grinned, his eyes flicking to her lips before he could stop himself.
She noticed, and felt him leaning slightly, and for some reason, she didn't pull back. "I'm really not the nest dance partner." She murmured softly.
"What, you think I can dance?"
"You haven't stepped on my feet yet."
"What, like this?" He grinned, stepping on her shoes lightly, stopping when she did the same to him. "Aw, come on, I was teasing."
"You're going to ruin my shoes if you do that." She blew her bangs away from her eyes.
"I'll buy you another pair if I do." He assured, reaching up move her bangs for her, his fingers lingering on her skin, travelling down to her jaw. He was looking at her lips again, then back to her eyes. Mat, why are you leaning in…?!
"You better…" She mumbled, feeling him leaning in, he was mere millimetres from her…
And then the music changed suddenly, and they paused, glancing up at each other as upbeat dance music filled the room and the crowd began to sing along. Well... there went that moment.
"A-ah… I-I need to go to the bathroom…" Svana managed after clearing her throat, stepping out of his hold and left.
"S-sure… I'll be here…" He nodded, watching her go as he felt his neck heat up. He just… what just almost happened?!