Stop following me. (second spinoff of never leave you alone)

chapter thirty three

Loki woke up, he was chuckling at what he and Egil did the previous night.
(Y/n) was so cute when she was being teased, it was difficult for him to not fight off his brother and keep the female to himself.
The taste of her kiss still lingered in his mind, sure it was only a dream but Damn did it feel good.
The Norwegian hummed as he remembered how lovely she looked as her cheeks flushed, a perfect look for her.
The burned man walked down to the kitchen to make coffee, he should throw Thurston a bone and connect him to (y/n) one night. That would be fun to watch.
He heard egil come in after him, the Icelander was giggling.
"I would like to have Litla systir back for real.", the male pouted, "not just connected to her magic."
"I know dipshit. I know.", Loki sighed back, "but we just have a little bit more work to do."

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John lay back in his bed, he remembered the times he and (y/n) were on the rooftops during lunch.
She somehow found a stairway to a comfortable place on the roof, like it was made just for them.
He asked her if they would always be friends, she said they would.
The silver haired girl smiled brightly at him then, she told him that sometimes she felt like they were meant for something greater. Like there was a place for them somewhere better.

He always felt better after he spoke to her, but he never told her that in high school his parents died. He was alone.
He lived alone, the only reason he was allowed to stay there was because he was eighteen and able to live on his own.
The ebony haired male sighed, she had protected him. Protected him for many years from others and himself, (y/n) was his friend.
Her brothers adopted him pretty much, so he was like another of the family.
He knew their terrible obsession with her, but he did not care about that.

He believed that she'd be safer with her brothers, safe from those who would use her.
Those who would torture her.
Those who would break her heart.
The male closed his eyes, he knew she did not recognize him. Of course not, he changed so much.
He was not a skinny kid anymore, he was a tanned and muscular man.
The only thing that bothered him was how weak that one country was, the country that she was in love with.
Luxembourg.
Sure he was handsome and could take care of (y/n) when she was sick or something but he could also be unfaithful, John knew how sensitive his friend was about loyalty.
She craved loyalty, she was loyal.
The black haired man sighed, he was tired.
Sleep drifted over him.

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Luxembourg watched (y/n) as she caught up on her sleep, her sweet face looked peaceful.
The soft light coming from under the shades lit up her face and made her glow, she seemed to radiate warmth and beauty.
He thought back to when he met her father, the man was nice and absolutely adored his baby girl.
A smile was brought to Luxembourg's face, he wanted to be a father as good as (y/n)'s.
He realized what he was thinking, he wanted to be a father. To be a parent with (y/n).

The brunet male smiled again, he started writing down baby names.
Both male and female names, just in case for either gender.
He felt warm and happy to the idea of a new life made by him and (y/n), he knew his silver haired girlfriend would be an amazing mother.
He looked over to her and saw she was smiling in her sleep, she must be dreaming about something nice.
The silver haired female let out a small noise and rolled over, Luxembourg reached over and petted her head.
Red - violet eyes met bluegreen, a smile spread over her face.
"Sleep well?", Luxembourg asked and kissed the female's forehead, "have a good dream?"
"Ja.", (y/n) smiled, "playing chess with Dracul."

Luxembourg sighed, "Dracul?"
"He's a friend of mine.", (y/n) yawned and smiled with her innocent glow.
She was telling the truth.
The brunet male took her hand and helped her up, "you should get ready, you have a day with your brothers waiting."
The silver haired female nodded and began to take off her night dress, Luxembourg stopped her.
"What are you doing?!", he exclaimed, "wait until I leave!"
His cheeks were red, the silver haired female kissed him on the lips.
Her sweet kiss made him flush red more, he got out of the room and was interrogated by Denmark.