Hellew :3

So I got a couple of wonderful reviews on the first chapter of this story asking me to make a sequel to this.

Little did you guys know I already had another chapter planned :) [Dunno why that evil smiley is there, it just is.. Don't judge meh pls…]

Anyway, a big BIG HUGE ENORMOUS THANKS to everyone who read (and maybe even commented) on the first chapter! It means so SO much to me to see that you guys like what I've created and to get so much positive comments thrown at my head is the best feeling I could have ever imagined :)

So Imma shut up and let you read now haha

Also, I had to find a swear word in Icelandic for this one.. That's much harder than I thought… So for any people who speak Icelandic and are like: wtf did she do.. I'm sorry.. Blame YouTube for this one..

Hope you'll enjoy it!

For what Emil guessed was the fourteenth time that evening, he dialed Berwald and Tino's phone.

''Ice?'' a low voice finally spoke as relaxed as ever.

If it wasn't for his fever, Emil was sure he would've sounded more intimidating than Finland when he had threatened Denmark that one time the Dane had messed with his coffee… Tino sure loved his coffee…

''Berwald, I swear to fuck!'' he began the conversation. His voice immediately broke, but that didn't bother him at the moment. ''You better have a great excuse for not picking up the damn phone!''

The Swedish man swallowed, obviously impressed by the Icelanders sudden outburst. ''Sorry, Emil.. Fin and I had to pick up Sealand from a friend and..''

Emil interrupted. ''Listen, I don't care. You better come pick me up right now and drive me to the Dane's house. Something's wrong and Lukas is involved…''

He heard Tino sigh at the other end of the phone. That stupid Swede couldn't do anything without his wife anymore. Making any decisions even when it involves on of you former best friends and fellow country had to be discussed with Fin first. It truly drove him crazy… ''Emil, you know we're trying to give Mathias some space… I don't think we're in the position to-''

''FINE.'' Emil screamed into the phone and swiped the conversation away to end it. ''Bjáni..''

[Bjáni = Fool in Icelandic]

''If you want to get something done, you'll have to do it yourself…''

The Icelandic boy quickly dressed himself in something other than his pajamas and shot has feet into his white boots. Good enough. He ran down the stairs, straight out of the door and into the garage to take his motor on a dangerous ride to Mathias' house.

Once Lukas was truly worried, it was obviously something he could never handle alone was bothering her. When his older brother left the house, he'd lost his shit. Something was really really serious and if it involved the Dane being in danger, there was no way Lukas could do this alone. He seemed to have a soft spot for the Danish man. Once, when Lukas was taking a shower, Emil had snuck into his room to retrieve a little stuffed Puffin he'd gotten for his birthday from Sweden when he was still a small boy. He'd always had trouble sleeping without it, even though he was old enough to sleep without it. When he found it in a drawer he had noticed a big black book cover under his brother's pillow. When he opened the book he found countless of pictures of Mathias and himself, paintings, poems, drawings. The five of them at Christmas, sitting in front of the fire-place, wrapping paper covered the floor around them. They looked so happy back then. When they were still a big family. Everything changed so fast. Especially when Sealand came into the picture. Tino completely changed once he and Berwald had taken the child in and they became distant. Over time Tino became like one of those mom's who don't even let their children hold scissors because they're so afraid their children will accidentally hurt themselves. Since Mathias had always been the more reckless and easy-going type, Peter liked to spend time over at his house. Sometimes he'd stay over for the night and they'd play Mario and Zelda games together.

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''Mathias please…''

As of right now Lukas wasn't sure if there was any sound coming out of his mouth at all. If it was just the sound of him sobbing and the water in the bath. He figured; if there was any part of Mathias that could still hear him, he should say all he never told the other right now.

''You mean so much to me… So much more than you think…'' he sobbed and took a deep breath to collect his thoughts. ''I might not show you how much I care about you, but I really do give much more than just one shit about you.''

His long, slender fingers found their way to Mathias' hair once again. No matter how many times he tried, he couldn't stop his hands from trembling. All those words he'd never told the person he cared most for. He'd never told him the most important thoughts he'd ever had.

A sob escaped his throat again, his voice was hoarse and it got hard to see anything at all because of all the tears that had formed in his eyes.

''You're so much more than a brother-figure to me, Dan…''

This was it. The truth had to surface. Now or never.

''Jeg elsker deg, Mathias.''

The room grew quiet again after that. The water moved peacefully every time Lukas moved to slide his fingers through the Dane's hair again.

All I ever wanted was right in front of me all this time… And I let it slip away…

''Jeg elsker også dig, Lukas.''

Happy ending...?

No.

Because this is not the end.

I think I'll put one more chapter after this... To make a good ending to this...

Yeah.

So please let me know what you think by leaving a review and hopefully I'll see you in the next one!

Byeeee~!