DenNor : Evening Cuddles

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Norway crawled into bed next to Denmark. The spikey-haired nation yawned as he was waiting for his lover to rest next to him. Norway pulled the cover up to his waist and picked up one of his stuffed animals which was set on the bed's frame. He gave it a quick squeeze and whispered goodnight to it.

Denmark watched, amused, as the cute nation continued his routine. Once Norway had kissed his last plush toy, the Dane closed his eyes waiting for his own snuggle and goodnight kiss.

"Goodnight," Norway said coldly as he turned the light off. He laid himself on his side, his back facing the taller nation.

"Huh?!" Denmark's eyes shot open as he stared at the back of Norway's head. "Don't I get a goodnight kiss?" he asked pitifully.

"No."

"But– but why? Did I do something wrong?" Denmark refused to let go of the subject.

"No."

He continued whinning, "Then why?"

Norway shifted slightly and answered, "You just don't deserve my goodnight kisses."

"W-Wha-?!" Denmark sighed defeated, he knew he could not win against Norway in an argument this stupid. He pulled the covers higher and closed his eyes.

"Denmark..."

The said nation opened his eyes to look at Norway, who was still facing the other way.

"Mmh?"

There was a short pause then Norway continued, "Cold."

Denmark smiled as he understood exactly what he meant and closed the gap between him and his only love, wrapping his arm around Norway. The smaller nation snuggled against Denmark, content. Both of them loved the "big spoon and little spoon" position. That way they could feel their love for one another irradiating from each other.

And it was all they ever needed.

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