Dedicated to: Lovina_Vargas_
(A/N: The first time I made this title I thought lemon...BUT I SWEAR IT ISN'T IT'S ACTUALLY A FREAKING FLUFF SO PEOPLE SO CHILL)
-Denmark's POV-
"Noooooooooorge~!!"
I flash a sinister smirk as the usually expressionless Norway buries his face into his spell book. He slowly detaches it from his face, revealing his pissed off expression and scorching eyes.
"Can't you see I'm busy at the moment, Dane? Or has your eyesight gotten worse from checking out my ass all the time?" He snaps in annoyance, only making my grin widen.
"Yeah, but you've been practicing spells for long enough! I wanna bring you somewhere! And it isn'y my fault your ass is so nice by the way," I wink playfully while Norway groans. "Pleeeeeeeeeeease~?"
"No, I'm bu-"
"PWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEE-"
"FINE!" He eventually cuts me off after a few minutes. "Since you insist. And I wouldn't want to go deaf from your annoying voice."
"Yeeeeess~! C'mon, c'mon! Before it closes!"
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-Norway's POV-
"And here we are! Not so bad, eh, Norge?"
I eye my surroundings, which seem pretty normal. Tables, chairs and booths with people sitting in the comfortable-looking red cushions and chatting casually.
"Whatever." I shrug like it didn't really matter, but it kind of did.
"Right this way." A familiar smiling waitress leads us to a booth.
As I was saying, it mattered because...well, his idea of 'somewhere' were...quite unique. Last time he wanted to bring me 'somewhere', he ended up bringing me to a bar, where he got terribly drunk and ended up with him latching onto me the whole ride back. Another time it was a strip club. For men.
"Over here!!" Denmark calls before sitting down at a booth in the corner.
To make sure he doesn't call me again and disrupts the peace of the diner, I reluctantly sit in front of him and stifle a moan when he shifts closer to my side. The waitress, an average sized woman with a light green dress, white apron and a pink flower hanging off the side of her long, curly brown hair, notices this and I see a twinkle in her green eyes.
"Hmm, different company this time, Den-I mean Mathias?"
"Yeah..." He's eyeing her carefully and she looks annoyed, like she's just about to punch him. "Damn girl, you're looking fine-"
"And you sound like a huge dick, like what you are," she smiles sweetly, her brown curls bouncing as nods toward me. "Now what can I get you two today?" She places two menus in front of us.
Before that stupid Dane could make another rude comment, I pick up my menu and monotonously stall. "Hmm...let's see..."
"I'm down for dessert~"
So the poor waitress wouldn't have to do the work, I redden slightly and smack him in the face. "Shut up, Dane." I stare him down before glancing up to the waitress. "Does he usually come by here?"
"All the time." She sighs, as if remembering bad memories, which wouldn't be too surprising.
"I apologize on his behalf, he is quite the idiot."
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The Book of Hetalia A-Z Shipping One-Shots -The Book of Series-
De TodoThe title says all :3 So this just a collection of Hetalia A-Z One-Shots! (Mostly shipping ones between hetero/Nyotalia ships tho) This book is may more...civilized compared to 'The Book of Fangirling', which is another part of my 'The Book of Seri...
