Nothing [Denmark X Reader]

Part 2

"..."

"_-___?"

-Beeeppp-

Finland put a hand on Denmark's shoulder as he collapsed to the ground. 'No' He sobbed in his head over and over.

"It'll be alright. We can go get you a drink." Finland gave a soft smile.

"I don't want a drink... I want ____." He sobbed into his hands.

After a moment of quiet sobbing, the other three Nordics huddled together.

"He's hopeless." Norway stated in his normally blan tone.

"Maybe ____ was too good for him." Finland held himself. Sweden grunted and patted Denmark on the head before slinging Finland over his shoulder and walking away. Norway stood there until he was disgusted with Denmark's weeping structure. Then walked away as well.

Denmark eventually stopped sobbing, and turned it into small weeps. Footsteps were heard from behind him, but he didn't care if it was a threat to him. It don't startle him till he heard a voice.

"Hey mister 'King of the North'... You're on my property." You smirked.

Denmark lifted his head and spinned around, scrambling to his feet. He stared at you in disbelief until you opened your arms, and he tackled you in a hug. He hugged you for so long, that you went numb. But you didn't care.

The smell of faint beer on his clothes didn't phase you one bit. You could tell he was still drunk, but quickly turning sober.

He pulled back and went in for a kiss. You placed your fingers on his mouth, "I don't drink." You giggled.

Next thing you knew, you were standing in Denmark's bathroom door, watching him as he brushed violently on his teeth.