Norway's Diary: STAY OUT DENMARK

Oneshot as a gift and apology

A/N: I'm really sorry I've not published a chapter for so long, but eh, it's Christmas. Anyways, here's this one shot for you guys as a gift and apology! Just to tell you, I'm using Norway's actual gender in this chapter. Please respect the ship I used for this chapter, I can post different versions of it with different characters. But currently,  I'm too lazy. :/ Anyways, enjoy the chapter!

Flower meanings:
White carnations - Pure love
Red carnations - Deep love
Combined together = Pure and Deep love

Orange blossoms - Eternal Love

Blue roses- The unattainable
Black roses- Goodbye

Norway was simply reading (or rather pretending to) as he daydreamed about a certain someone. A certain someone who came in, yelling about the tabloids (why not just read a newspaper instead of bothering to go online?)
This certain someone happened to be a spiky haired, blue eyes and always smiling male. His name was Denmark, actually it was Matthias but he preferred Denmark sometimes, and he was yelling about the 'Hanahaki Disease' that could apparently was a rare, lethal and dangerous condition.

The condition was unrequited love so severe, that it caused the person that loved a unrequited love to cough petals, and sometimes thorns if very severe. One could die from it, and according to the Dane's yells, Japan has texted Germany saying that it could indeed kill countries. However, there was a cure. A cute that meant the person wouldn't die, but the feelings for said person that didn't know or didn't love them back, would disappear. Forever.

Norway smiled bitterly whilst Denmark rushed to tell the other occupants of the house about it. He whispered "Hvis du hare visste.......Du betyr så mye for meg." Then he felt a prickly feeling rise up in his chest and throat, he quickly, but silently, rushed up to his private bathroom and began to have a coughing fit. He wheezed, hacked and choked as his coughs, that sounded so painful and horrible, began to worsen. Soon enough, he had blood splatters on his hand. And with those splatters....White & red carnation, orange blossom and black and blue rose petals lay there. Mocking him. But also, comforting him in a morbid and twisted sense. Tears ran down his face as he smiled one last smile, peaceful and happy. His last words being "Jeg kommer alltid til å elske deg." And with his last breath, he lay down, in a pile of flower petals, stained with his own blood, collected over the multiple years, finally completed.....