Sitting on the couch flipping through all the boring shows on TV, I looked over at Norway once more. Something seemed different about the way he was dressed today but I couldn't tell what.
"What?" He asked, sighing and looking up at me from over the top of the book he was reading.
'He must have noticed me looking at him.' I thought. "Nothing." I replied, staring at him still. 'Why can't I tell what's different!?'
"If you say so." He replied before going back to reading. We'd been officially dating for a little over a week now, yet it seemed like nothing much had changed. The most he'd let me do was quickly peck him on the lips or cheek when no one was looking. He'd told me before that he didn't want Iceland knowing so that meant no one else was allowed to know either, lest someone say something around Iceland. I didn't get it, but I knew he had a reason no matter how strange it may be, that's just the way Norway's always been.
Turning my attention back to whatever I was supposedly watching, I suddenly realised what looked so different. "You've got my jumper on!" I announced, turning to face Norway and pointing a finger accusingly at him.
"You're dreaming." He simply replied, turning a page in his book before going back to reading. I frowned before standing up and making my way over to him. "What are you doing?" He asked when I started poking around the jumper.
"I knew it!" I announced as I put my finger through the hole I'd accidentally made in it last time I wore it.
"Knew what?" He asked, sounding bored however I heard the slight hint of embarrassment his voice held.
"You've got my jumper on!" I said smirking as I poked him through the hole. He jumped slightly and glared at me in a normal human way, causing me to grin cheekily at him.
"Do you mind? I'm trying to read, besides I thought the jumper was mine, we're about the same size you know." He replied, still glaring at me and trying to cover up the embarrassment I could easily hear in his voice at being caught with annoyance. I just laughed, causing his glare to darken.
"We are not the same size!" I started. "For starters, you're almost a foot shorter than I am and slimmer, there's no way you'd be able to mistake our clothes." I pointed out, causing him to sigh and close his book.
"If you say so." He said as he stood up to put the book back. I had to admit, he did look adorable in my jumper that was obviously too big for him.
"Alright, if you insist that we're the same size, then I'd easily fit into one of your jumpers." I said as I stood up fully and quickly started heading up to his bedroom. A few seconds later I heard Norway drop his book and hurry to catch up with me.
"What do you think you're doing?" I heard Norway ask from right behind me as I raided his wardrobe for a jumper that looked big enough to actually fit me - I didn't want to actually ruin his clothes after all.
"Isn't it obvious?" I asked as I pulled a jumper that was slightly bigger than the rest out of his closet. 'That'll have to do.' I thought before turning around and facing Norway. Although his facial expression barely changed, I could tell he wasn't impressed.
I smirked as I lifted the jumper above my head, prepared to put it on when his eyes widened. "Fine fine fine! I knew this was your jumper when I put it on, is there really something wrong with me wearing it?" He blurted out, reaching up to pry his jumper out of my hands. I smirked a little as I looked down at him.
"Not at all." I replied. "So you'll admit that you're smaller than me?"
"Yes." He sighed. "Now will you give it back?" He'd let go of the jumper by now and was patiently holding his hands out waiting for me to give it back, his patented bored expression on his face once again.
"Only if you smile for me and tell me you love me." I smirked, holding the jumper up out of his reach. He continued staring blankly at me with his hands out, however I could see a small blush creep across his cheeks at my request.
After a minute of waiting Norway sighed and lowered his hands, looking around before leaning up to quickly peck my lips. "I love you, happy?" He said, smiling slightly up at me.
"Yep!" I replied before handing his jumper. "The kiss was a nice touch by the way." I said, winking at him. He rolled his eyes at me before returning his jumper back to it's place in the closet.
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I'm not dead, I swear! I was just stuck on how to write this one xD
