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𝕊𝕚𝕔𝕜 ℂ𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤 - ℕ𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕪

𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂: @proud_freak

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Currently, you were speed walking towards your favorite Norwegian's house. You had gotten dozens of frantic phone calls from the rest of the Nordics, saying that Norge had refused to come out of his room.

Iceland had even offered to give in and finally call him 'Onii-chan', but he still hasn't budged, so here you are, with your boot clad legs currently struggling to get through the thick snow and ice that Finland had deemed "normal".

Finally, you slid to a stop right at their front door, and would have slammed into said door if it hadn't been flung open by Denmark, missing your face by mere centimeters.

"(Y/N), fix him!!" Denmark grabbed your wrist, because your hand was taken by Norway, and dragged you upstairs. You both stopped in front of his door.

"Hey hey Norge, your little skat is here~! LET HER IN."

There was a few minutes of silence, before they both heard a faint,

"Kom inn.."

You, having gotten used to Norge's random outbursts of Norwegian, and being extremely gifted with 'common sense' and 'context clues', took this as an invite to open the door and not get glared at by Norway's troll.

You opened the door slowly and smacked Denmark away, so he wouldn't walk in and get them both kicked out. You made a shoo-ing motion with your hands and the Dane sulked.

"Aww, Norge, can't I come in??"

"Nei."

At this, you promptly shut the door, (not slammed, because you aren't a monster-) in Denmark's face. You turned to see Norge bundled up under the covers. He shrugged off about three blankets and looked at you with glazed eyes.

At further inspection, you saw that he had an irritated nose, and you glanced at some used tissues in the corner. Finally, you had had a breakthrough--

Norway had a cold.

You smiled gently at him as he avoided your gaze with a very faint blush. You grabbed some medicine you found in his dresser and uncapped a water bottle you had brought with you on a whim. You outstretched your hand with the items.

You watched him (Not stalkerlike) while he swallowed. You looked at the time and saw that it would take at least 30 minutes to get home, give or take.

"Since you look like you have this under control, I'll take my leave."

You turned to walk out the door until Norway grabbed your wrist. You looked back at him, miffed, until you saw the barely noticeable blush on his cheeks.

"Can you.. Stay with me? Vær så snill?" He glanced away, as the wall looked extremely interesting right about now. You smirked at him, about to let a tease escape your lips, but decided against it, because the All Mighty Norway never asked for cuddles!

You shook your head and slid into bed next to him, his arms weaving around your waist.

As you rested your head on his chest, you heard,

"GO GET SOME, NORGE!!"

You both sighed, and tuned his voice out, only concentrating on eachother.

Norway should get sick more frequently.