A.N. What's up guys? How are you all doing? This one goes along with a headcanon that Iceland gets a fever whenever there's volcanic activity on the island. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! And now, ONWARDS!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Norway switched out the damp washcloth on Iceland's forehead for a new cooler one. The younger brother hadn't bothered asking Norway to come over when the volcanic activity began; Norway just showed up. Iceland had been burning up when Norway had entered the younger nation's home and didn't look well.
By now, Iceland had become used to Norway's visits and kind of enjoyed them, but he'd never admit that to Norway. The older brother nudged a glass of water closer to Iceland and said, "Drink something, Ice. It'll help."
Iceland scoffed and grabbed the glass, saying, "You know it doesn't help, so why should I bother?"
Norway rolled his eyes and watched the younger nation down the water and handed the glass back to Norway before slouching back down on the couch. Norway stood and brought the glass back to Iceland's kitchen before making himself busy cooking food that his brother could probably stomach.
When the older nation returned with a small bowl of soup and another glass of water, he saw that Iceland had fallen asleep, quietly Norway put the tray down and felt the younger nation's forehead. The fever had gone down dramatically in the time Norway had been in the kitchen, and that sent a bit of relief through the older brother.
Standing up, Norway started to clean up the dishes from cooking until he heard a sneeze behind him and turned to see— "Iceland, you should be lying down."
The younger nation nodded and pointed at the glass of water and soup that Norway had left on the counter. Norway nodded and led Iceland back to the couch where the younger brother ate tiredly. After Iceland finished, Norway took the dishes and had started off towards the kitchen again when Iceland said weakly, "Thanks. For staying and for the food. It helps."
Norway fought back a smirk but still held a look of amusement on his face as he said, "I told you. Now what's my name?"
Iceland stiffened at Norway's comment and snapped, "I'm not saying it!"
Norway let a small soundless laugh escape him as he turned to put the dishes away, and as he left, he heard a quiet voice say, "Thanks big brother."
Norway smiled just a bit and whispered back, "Your welcome lillebror."
A.N. I love Icey and Nor! Brotherly love is adorable! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! I tried to make this a bit longer, but I'm not sure if I succeeded. Oh well. As always, I love constructive criticism and reviews in general! Until next time - Ryuu