Norway's POV
I was peacefully resting against Denmark's chest with the light sound of the T.V. in the background. I nuzzled closer and kept my eyes glued to the screen despite my eyelids growing heavier and heavier. The small rise and fall of Denmark's chest lured me to a pleasant sleep. Half-conscious, my head bobbed up and down in the pointless attempt to remain awake.
Out of nowhere, a loud and violent sneeze made Denmark jerk up and shoved me in the motion. I jolted in surprise but quickly fell back on his chest.
"Shut the fuck up," I muttered sleepily, fluttering my eyes closed. I opened them immediately realizing what I had said. I had meant to say 'bless you' but for some reason managed to say something nothing alike. "Oh, uh... sorry... I meant to say bless you," I apologized rubbing my face against his pullover. He wrapped his arm around me and held me close.
"It's okay. Sorry for startling you," he whispered chuckling and kissing my head. I half-smiled thinking how ridiculous we had become. After living with me for so long he didn't even take into account what I had said and just brushed it off.
I pulled the blanket over the both of us and glanced back at the screen. "I love you," I stated, my voice slowly drifting off. I felt his hand roam under the blanket to tenderly clasp around mine.
"I love you too," replied the blue-eyed dork. I closed my eyes after hearing his response and promptly forgot the boring show to fall into deep sleep.
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Hetalia One-Shots
FanfictionOne-shots of some of my Hetalia OTPs. Warning: may contain curse words, lemon (if requested). There will be 2Ps and maybe other AUs. I hope you will enjoy the following content and thank you for reading. ^^ Some of my one shots might be inspir...
