Your Advent Calendar 2021

Day 5

Mako

Dear Corinne, I wish you a wonderful day! 

I had originally written an alternative beginning for this weeks Update, but mom said it lacked Norways character, so I wrote another one for the book, but I actually like the idea of something different, something that won't regularly happen in 'Underdog'. So, well I made the desicion to change it a little and then upload it here, hopefully you like it!💞🙈

Horace yawned, a single ray of sunlight falling through the window, had tickled his nose and roused him from sleep. He blinked sleepily and mumbled a "Three more minutes, Mum..." into his pillow. From next to him he heard an amused snort and this woke him up fully. It took his brain less than 20 seconds to work out that something was wrong here. He rode up and shot out of bed.

"Nor..way...what are you still doing here, you, I thought you, you were already well...working?" his voice had an incredulous undertone as he stood beside the bed and looked down at the curled up body of the older man. The latter lifted the covers to indicate to the redhead that he should come back. But when Horace made no move to do so, Norway crawled closer to the edge of the bed, grabbed the other's waist and pulled him to where he wanted him, with just one yank.

Silent protest came from Horace, but it was immediately smothered by the pillow. "Shh, stay... , I love you." came sleepily from Norway and his partner rolled over his eyes affectionately, how could he do anything else now, with words like that. "Nasty manipulator...", he commented and lifted his right hand to play with the black hair of the man next to him.

Normally Norway was gone by morning, busy with some chore Horace didn't understand. The younger one had already assumed that the man simply did not want to admit to being in a relationship, or was ashamed of Horace and therefore preferred not to be found in his room in the morning.

But that day he surprised him in a positive way and Horace resolved never to forget that day or the night before. A gentle smile crept onto his lips. Norway was truly trying to mend his ways and not to betray Horace's trust.

Slowly, he leaned forward as he let the strand slip through his fingers and placed a gentle kiss on the man's forehead. The latter grinned, Horace's head moved back into distance, Norway's eyes flicked open and he pulled a pout. "Are you teasing me...? That's it?" at this he raised his eyebrow in mock offence. Horace couldn't help but admire once again how handsome Norway became when he smiled.

As if reading his thoughts, the black-haired man spoke, "Now? 'More attractive when he smiles. ' You always say that, don't you?", to which the redhead had nothing more to return, but could no longer control himself and pressed another kiss to the Cheshire Cat in front of him, this time on the mouth. Before he could back away again, however, Norway's hands closed on the back of his head and his lips captured the other' s. No resistance necessary, Horace pulled the older man to him and Norway brushed through his hair.

After a minute or so, they broke apart again. "I love you too, you fuzz mop..." whispered Horace, the latter had become a custom and alluded to Norway's unruly black locks. "You do, don't you?" the older man growled, and Horace lost himself in his dark eyes again. He nodded very seriously and snuggled up to the silhouette of the other, who put his arm around him.

They would probably have stayed like that for a while if it hadn't been for someone pounding on the door and Ivayim's voice reminding them that they had a meeting. Norway immediately cursed as he abruptly jumped out of bed. "Shit, this can't be right, what time is it?" Horace had no answer to that, but by now he too had left the soft feathers behind and headed for the wardrobe.

The peace shattered, he sighed a little as he watched Norway get ready in a flash and leave the room with only the words, "See you later."