My American Oneshot Book

Oneshot 65

It has come to my attention that today is Norway's birthday~

and~

I just so happen to have a request from -SaltySea- for some Norway x America smut~

So...

Happy birthday Lukas!

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Norway worked tirelessly in his office, sorting through a few stacks of paperwork his boss had just given him the night prior. It had been hours that he sat in his office chair, signing documents and emailing other government agents. He, of course, took breaks to eat. But, he really hated having to do the work in the first place.

Today was his birthday and yet his boss kept him occupied with work. All the other Nordics had tried to get him to leave the office, but none succeeded in doing so. Iceland even pouted and called him big brother, but nope. The rest of the Nordics knew they wouldn't be able to move him from his desk once he sat down. Norway wasn't a man who liked putting off work and to him, it was just his birthday. He was secretly upset that he would be too busy to attend the party his family had planned and turned down multiple invitations from friends who were in his country and wanted to take him out.

The four Nordics were sitting on Norway's couch in his living room, trying to think of anything to get him out of his office.

"We need to do something, Norge shouldn't be couped up on his special day," Denmark groaned.

"Well, we know how he is. I tried to talk with his boss and get her to take back some of the work, but she wasn't very corporative," Finland sighed heavily and leaned his head on Sweden's shoulder, "how do you suppose we get him out, Berwald?"

"I d'n't know," the stoic man shrugged and put a finger to his chin. Iceland stood up and stretched.

"There is one person Lukas will listen to," Emil stated with a microscopic smirk. Finland frowned and shook his head, "come on, Finland. Alfred would be able to get him out of the office,"

"Absolutely not!" Denmark shot up and smiled.

"I nearly forgot that those two were dating! Emil, you're a genius! I'll go call him!" just as Denmark went to pull out his phone, Alfred came through Norway's door. He had a small box wrapped in plain purple paper with a lilac bow. He looked and saw the other Nordics, sitting in front of the fireplace. He smiled at the group and waved, causing Tino to bolt up and hug him.

"Hi, aiti!" Alfred chuckled as Tino kissed his cheek.

"How are you, pupu?" Finland smiled and let Alfred go, allowing him to hug Berwald.

(pupu means bunny)

"I'm fine, just coming to celebrate Lulu's birthday," Alfred replied as Sweden patted his back.

"I still don't get how he doesn't get annoyed at that nickname," Iceland mused as he quickly embraced Alfred. Alfred shrugged at the statement as Denmark proceeded to tackle him in a bear hug. Alfred held out the small box to save it from Denmark's hug, trying not to jostle it around too much.

"Careful, Mathias! You'll crush the box!" Tino scolded sternly. Mathias laughed and continued to hug Alfred.

"I can't help it! I haven't seen my fellow awesome bestie in months!" Denmark finally let go and helped the younger nation up. Sweden walked up and pointed to the box.

"Wh't 's 't?" he asked and Alfred looked down.

"Lulu's present. Speaking of the birthday boy, where is he? I didn't come all the way here and surprise him to not even see him," Alfred asked as he looked around.