Chapter Four

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    {Second Person}


  You sit down in the dining room, eating the breakfast you and Lukas cooked. "It's really good." he says taking another bite of the waffles. "I think we cook great together!" Tino walks in with Berwald at his side. "(Y/n), I don't know when we will be able to leave at this rate. We can't even look out the windows, I hope you don't get cabin fever. Everyone here is already kinda used to it." You look at him sadly, "I just wanna be able to tell my family that I'm alright." Tino puts his head down. "I'm afraid that I don't have anything to help if the land line is out... I'm sorry." A ball of stress forms in your chest again. "I-It's okay.." you turn around back towards your food.

  "....Lukas, we need to talk to you in Mathias's room...." Berwald says with his intimidating aura. They walk out to leave you there to finish your breakfast alone. 'I'll just go relax in my room, no harm in that.' you think to yourself as you walk towards your room.  


  {Lukas's Prov}


  "I just want to tell you my concerns.." Emil says looking down. "Does this have to do with (Y/n)?" I ask. "Yes, I just want you to understand what you would be signing up for." said Emil, the others nod in agreement. "France lost someone close to him, who in fact, was human. He's still emotional over it. Even though you don't show emotion, we don't want you to suffer." Tino says quietly. "I really like her. Can't you see that?" Mathias sighs "We can we just want you to think about what this means. We're countries, she'll die and you won't ever be with her after that. I know it's hard to live along time when the humans you met slowly fade away."

  This was making me so frustrated. Can't they see that I like her?!? "Maybe I should just have love in my life." I say unemotionally, unlike my thoughts. "...Just be careful...." Berwald says staring at me. "Fine. I'll think about the consequences but I'm not promising that I won't love her." They nod and I grab the door knob and walk out. 

  I look around for (Y/n), but she wasn't in the living room nor kitchen. I head towards her bedroom. I hear a muffled voice inside. I knock on the cold, wooden door. A faint voice answers, "Come in." I step inside to see (Y/n) laying on her bed, on her left side staring at the wall. "What's wrong?" I ask sitting down on her bed. "Nothing.." She answers. I brush a (h/c) strand of hair out of the way and look at her (e/c) orbs. "I don't believe you." I said pulling one leg up on the bed. She sighs "It's nothing."

  I lay down and I put my hand on her beautiful (s/c) skin. She puts her arm around me and pulls herself close to me. "I-I was walking to my room," she starts "and I heard you say something about countries..." My heart stops. She can't be dealing with this now, it's just too soon for her to know but I can't lie to her. "What all did you hear?" I say pulling her into a tighter hug. "I heard that your a country... and that you live a long time..."

  I sigh. "(Y/n)," She looks up at me. "I'm sorry, but it is true. Actually, every country has someone to take care of it. I am Norway, Mathias is Denmark, Tino is Finland, Emil is Iceland, and Berwald is Sweden. We're the Nordics, but like all countries, we live a long time." tears are in her eyes. "Many countries don't try to talk to humans, they don't want to watch them fade away from their life. I don't want to watch that happen to you, but I want you in my life, your beautiful, sweet, and smart. What I'm trying to say is I care about you."

  "But I just met you a few days ago and you care about me?" she protests "Yes, I care." through out this whole conversation, I somehow stay emotionless. Her cheeks burn a faint red. I lean my forehead against hers. A few tears escape her eyes. I wipe them away. I put my lips close to hers, only a few millimeters away.


  {First Person}


  I gently put my lips on his. The kiss was very gently and sweet. A few moments later, we pull away. I look into his eyes. I lean back in for another kiss until the knock at the door stops us. Lukas gets off the bed and answers the door. "Hello." 'Hey, Lukas, is- Oh (Y/n)! We couldn't find you before so I came looking for you." Mathias says coming in. I sit up and hang my feet over the bed. "What do you need?" I ask still blushing from earlier events.

  "Well, everyone wants to tell you something special about this household. Here come wit-" Lukas interjects, "I already told her, Mathias." He looks at him shocked. "Well okay, I'll tell the others what happened." He faces me, "Just if you get confused, just come to any one of us. We'll help you anytime." He leaves and closes the door.

  "I-I also want to say," I begin, terrible shy and embarrassed, "that I don't want to be committed to a relationship quite yet. I want to think before I rush into things." He walks over to me "I understand. It's hard to take all this information in," Lukas said, reaching a hand out. "Is it okay if I hug you?" I nod and let him embrace me.

  I lay down and I motion him to lay down too. He lays back down and stares into my eyes. I put my arms around him, as he does the same to me. I-It doesn't hurt if I'm close to him right? He snuggles his head into my neck. "I'll love you even if you don't love me back." he says. I push him back with his shoulders so I can see his expressionless face. "Lukas..." I start, "I-I love you too, I'm just scared that someone will get hurt if I choose wrong..."

  "I don't care which you pick, as long as your happy." I press my lips up to his, we kiss passionately for a few minutes. Things don't get rough, they're just gentle. I pull away, "I just need time..." He nods and pulls you up from the bed. "You don't have to tell anyone about this you know." He says right about to open the door. "Good, I need to think alone with you about this." He squeezes my hand as he drags me to the kitchen again.


  {Second Person}


  It's basically noon, by this time Mathias usually stuffs his face with food. "What do you think we should cook?" Lukas asks opening the door to the fridge. "How about cream of beef?"  you suggest digging through the cupboards. You pull out dried beef and continue to search for the rest of the ingredients.

  You but two table spoons of butter into a pot and wait of it to melt. Lukas leans up against the counter, laying his hand on the surface of it. You take his hand, which makes him look up at you. Your heart pounds when you talk to him, you've never felt like this before. Tino walk in and you dart your hand away from Lukas's. "So (Y/n)," he turns around with a mug in his hand, "I heard you found out about the countries."

  Your body tenses and you look down, not wanting to talk about it. Thankfully Tino sees that your uncomfortable. ''S-Sorry..." he says, "No, no, your fine." He looks bothered by the topic and exits the room with a mug of eggnog. You finish cooking the food and you make every body a plate. You decide to eat alone in the kitchen. You pull out the stool and start to eat. Berwald stands in the doorway of the kitchen, "....May I join you....?" you nod facing the ground.

  "....Why aren't you sitting out there with us....?" he asks staring at you. "B-Because I just I- uh I-I just feel embarrassed now, I don't know why.." he looks at your food then to the door, "....We don't judge around here..."  Tino comes up behind you, "We all care about, you (Y/n)..." a tear escapes your eyes. they soon fall at a rapid pace. "W-Why did I even have to find out about this? It doesn't even make sense!" You choke out.

  At this point Mathias comes to you side. "We're all here for you!" You wipe some of the tears away. Emil and Lukas enter the room, Emil stands next to Tino while Lukas sits on his knees right next to you. The tears don't stop coming. Lukas puts his hands to her cheeks and wipes your tears away. You stretch your arms out and hug him. He pulls you in such a tight hug, it makes you feel cared for.

  Being around the countries who cared for you and wanted you to be your friend, made your heart melt. "I-I made my decision Lukas," you say as you slowly stop crying, "I choose to be with you." You kiss him as the other Nordics exit the room to leave you two alone.

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