It started out as any other day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing!
Well... Actually no, this isn't some sort of Disney film. But it was like any other day! Not really though, there was one little exception to this.
Denmark has awoken to the sunlight glazing upon his ex-Viking body.
For an ex-Viking, he sure gets up pretty early. Like, what the hell? Does he have somewhere to go? People to met? Does he think he's better than us? Freaking rude!
But all that isn't important right now! He woke up because the sun was being a jerk!
Like, just breaking through the window and shining in your eyes. That kind of rudeness. Like for real, just because you're up sun doesn't mean everyone else needs to be.
So anyway, Denmark has rose and climbed off of his bed and headed toward the restroom.
One of the perks of waking up early is that you're the first one to use the restroom. And when you're living with like, six other people you pray for that to happen.
He took a shower or something, used the bathroom, no one really cares but after the restroom trip he headed downstairs and into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for everyone.
It's actually surprising how well he could cook. With his personality, you wouldn't think of him as someone who would do cooking on the side. Maybe sports, or video games, or watching T.V., or knitting, you know! Something manly! It doesn't really matter, his cooking is fucking amazing! Mostly because it's free!
The Dutch man, I mean Dane walked into the kitchen and saw a surprising sight! Norway stood there in the kitchen!
Like, for real! This is something you would tweet about! You don,t joke about these kinds of things! Norway is like, the freaking bear in the family that would like, sleep for hours or something!
Denmark's eyes weeden! Weyeden? Weeden? Widen? WIDEN! Denmark's eyes widen in pure shock of seeing his Norwegian friend actually up early for once.
He was so shocked he didn't even notice that Norway was staring back at him.
Denmark finally snapped out of it and stared at Norway, in which, Norway started right back at him. (Sexually tension, am I right?!)
After for what may seemed like fucking forever, Denmark finally found his words and spoke. "Norway," he started out, continuing to have his gaze on the Nordic. "What are you doing up so early in the morning?"
The Norwegian's eyes looked away for a brief moment before settling at the ground. "I guess I didn't get enough sleep at night," he said with his stoic tone of voice. Or monotone. Something between the two. "I was having trouble sleeping at night.
Denmark's gaze didn't leave Norway.
He could tell that Norway was having some kind of problem but didn't say anything about it. He thought about what his two friends would say.
His amazingly super cool heroic American friend! And his way better looking so awesome German friend!
His two bestest and greatest friends in the world would know what to do in a situation like this. Because they were just that great!
But they weren't.
Much sad. Many feels.
But that shouldn't matter right now! Norway was troubled! He needed to find out what was wrong so he could get laid! I mean, fix it! Yeah, fix it! That's what I meant...
Denmark walked toward Norway, inches away from him. If there's something bothering you, you know you can tell me, right?" Denmark's voice was soft, like really soft! He went through puberty, it was rough and deep. You know how hard it is to make your deep voice sound hard?
I don't know but it's probably really hard!
His right arm entwine with Norway's hand, his left hand making its way to under the smaller nation's chin, lifting up so he would look at him.
"Norway..." They met with each other's eyes, looking deep within them. "I'm here for you. So please... Tell me what's wrong."
Norway's expression soften, and with his monotone and grumpy expression he would always have, it was really saying something. But whatever.
Norway closed the space between them, resting his had on the Dane's rip chest! You know he works out!
"Denmark... I..." Norway didn't know how to continue. He moved his head so he was now looking up at the Dane, their eyes meeting for like the millionth time or something. I wasn't really keeping count. "Anko..."
Without a second though, Norway was bringing his face closer to Denmark's, in which Denmark was do the same. The space between growing smaller and smaller until their lips met!
Like, fin-fucking-lly! The two of them needed to get laid, big time! Speaking of getting laid.
"Anko," Norway resumed. "I... I think I'm going to get back to bed. I know you just woke up, but would you mind joining me?"
Even Denmark wasn't dumb enough to ignore this hint in Norway wanting to get sexy time! Like, you would have to be really dense to not see it coming.
Denmark smirked, mouth now near the Norwegian's ears. "I'll be there, but I know there won't be much sleeping being done..."
"...Okay that's it, I'm done!"
Back to reality, Denmark threw the transcript his two really weird friends has made onto the table. It was bad enough that they keep taking about his sex life but did they really need to write a fanfiction about it as well? Don't they know when they're crossing the line!?
"Aww! But come one!" America whined as he tried to force the story back into Denmark's hands. "We worked really hard on it and you were just getting to the good part!"
"That's really rude, Den," Prussia butted in. "We go out of our ways to make a story for you, and this is how oh treat it? So disrespectful!"
"Yeah! Very disrespectful!" America repeated.
These two... Really now? How was he friends with them again?
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sorry this took forever to update! I was busy with things and didn't have much ideas to work with. But I assure you, this fanfic isn't dead! More will come soon enough!