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[chatty_swan]

1414 Holly Heights

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[laukr]

... goin' home. [He spent the night on Sweden's couch, because he felt rather miserable and was drunk off his ass. Now he has a mighty hang over.]

[chatty_swan]

Okay!!!!!!!!

[There are really exclamation marks in his speech.

Also he will be on Norway's doorstep when the other nation gets home.]

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[laukr]

[Denmark can observe Norway getting out from Sweden's house and drag himself over, wrinkled and headachy. He grunts a greeting before opening the door and proceeding inside.]

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[chatty_swan]

[Denmark will let him inside, recognize the condition and be rather quiet, only whistling obnoxiously, while he fixes Norway a remedy.]

[laukr]

[Norway will just find a coffee machine and fill it up, then sit down at the table to wait it to finish with his head in his hands.]

[chatty_swan]

[Denmark will grab both the coffee and the cold turkey and set it down in front of Norway, and then attempt to put an arm around the other nation and pull him close. He'll totally claim that it is to support Norway if asked.]

Why did ya drink that much? I bet ya still drank Sweden under the table, he's a little prissy, ya can't let him win.

[laukr]

[For a moment it seems that Norway is fine with Denmark hugging him close, but then he'll give a small, very strained sound at the back of his throat and pull away, his chair giving a screech as he nudges it away.]

Didn't.

[Coffee. Now.]

[chatty_swan]

Good!

[He'll grab the coffee and shove it into Norway's hands, only letting go when he is sure that Norway hold it securely.]

[laukr]

[It takes several breaths to calm down to a point where he can concentrate on holding the cup up. But the scent of fresh coffee helps him get interested and in the end he just mumbles something into his cup as he takes a sip.]

The most domestic not!couple.

[chatty_swan]

[The cold turkey will be offered to Norway when the coffee is up while Denmark goes back to the kitchen to get more.

With a peck on the cheek, of course.] So why did ya drink this much? The beer here isn't that good, and Sweden's company isn't that great anymore. I mean, he used ta be cool, but now he's just lame. He doesn't let me see Sea anymore I think, can ya imagine that? That's not just lame that is creepy and mean.

[laukr]

[Norway will just... sit here and drink. Not think too much what Denmark says and ignoring the kisses as long as they land on his cheeks and not on his mouth. He doesn't look at Denmark, however.]

's because he's worried that y'll teach the kid stuff he doesn't need ta know yet. [Ignoring all the rest. Talking about family is fine. Lets talk about family.]

[chatty_swan]

I won't teach him anything that he doesn't need ta know yet! But he needs some good influence next ta Sweden's lame one, can ya imagine what would happen if he turned out creepily scary like him with that horrible eyebrows of his? And Sweden's no fun, kids needs some fun in their lives!

[He returns with another cup of coffee and holds it out to Norway]

[laukr]

[Norway isn't going to argue with that. He'll just take the cup and sips on it. It's none of his business really what Sweden and Denmark argue about Sealand. Norway sees the brat more than enough now that he's started to come over to the resort after work. Not that he minds at all.]

[chatty_swan]

[As soon as Norway is holding the cup again, Denmark will sit down next to Norway and just drape and arm around him and place his chin on the other man's shoulder.] I missed ya, I thought ya might be sick with a fatal illness and don't want me ta worry but if it is that that is the wrong way, ya need yer family if that should ever happen but you don't have that, right, have you? Because Sweden wouldn't let ya drink if ya were, he's like this gigantic dumb looking mother hen sometimes.

[laukr]

[Norway feels sick. He slips away from Denmark, standing up in the process and moving away from him. He leans against a wall, sighing. And if his gaze manages to accidentally whisper over Denmark, it doesn't go up to his face but pauses somewhere at the jawline.]

Sick of ye maybe.

[chatty_swan]

Wait- WAIT WE'RE TALKING RIGHT NOW? About those things, that is, that is great, and I didn't even have ta do any of the things that I was recommended fer it!

[Denmark has jumped to his feet by now and gone after Norway, crowding into his space.]

Why are ya sick of me? Ya have ta tell me, and then we can figure it out, and then things will be good again! [His hands are on both sides of Norway now, and there is a mix of excitement and a slightly dangerous refusal to let Norway get out of this before it isn't solved in his words.] If I smell ya have ta tell me, I can change the shampoo, the toiletries here are really weird but there are a lot of them so that isn#t an issue.

[laukr]

[It would be so easy to just spill everything, and Denmark would probably let him make up the rules just so he could spend time with Norway. But that's not something he wants. He will not deprive the idiot of his company, not more than anyone else at least. But that'll be the extend of it as long as Norway's feelings will be weird. And obviously they are that right now.]

Just let it go. [Tiredly, Norway dodges away again, brushing away one of Denmark's arms to be able to move away.]

[chatty_swan]

[Nope, he won't let Norway do that. Be in for some manhandling, as Denmark will now grab the other man's arms and smash him back into the wall. This time, both is hands are on the shorter nation's arms, gripping them not yet hard enough to bruise but with the promise of it.]

Ya didn't talk ta me for ages, I want ta know why so it doesn't happen again, Nor!

[laukr]

[The coffee cup will go down with a crash and Norway will give a gasp as he's being slammed to the wall. It's not the pain that bothers him but the fact that Denmark is willing to go this far.] Lemme go, [he says in a dangerously low tone of voice, now looking into Denmark's eyes square, angry.]

[chatty_swan]

I'm not letting ya go before I know what ya mean when ya say that! Because we're already fucking sometimes and it's not about being married, right, and ya didn't want ta go out fer a romantic dinner or something so what would ya want that is different from what we have now?!

[He's not backing down. Not before they got this. It might not be the best time now, with Norway hung over and all, but who knows when he will be able to catch him next. And he was repeatedly told to corner Norway.]

[laukr]

[This is not unusual, honestly. Denmark has always been more hands-on towards Norway than anyone else. And the same can be said about Norway towards Denmark. He struggles, bringing his hands to the front and lifting them up to break Denmark's hold on him, arching his back to gain some leverage before trying to push the taller nation off balance and shove him away.]

Don't ever assume to tell me what to do.

[chatty_swan]

I was told ta ask ya because nobody else could tell me what the hell is up and what ya want and why ya can't explain ta me what would be different so I can get what ya're even asking fer!

[He'll use his weight to push Norway back against the wall while digging his fingers into the other nation's arms.]

[laukr]

[Norway bites his teeth together, turning his head aside and cursing the fact that he considerably slighter and shorter than Denmark. For a moment he tries to struggle, pull his knee up to kick Denmark but the angle is bad and in the end he stills completely, barely breathing with the quiet that surrounds him.]

[chatty_swan]

Nor. [He's on unsure territory, because he is insecure and that basically never happens, and when it does he usually abandons the topic, but he can't do that now, at least not yet. Because he really wants to know what it is that Norway wants.]

I want ta know what ya want so I can decide on it. Dating wouldn't be any different from what we had when ya said that, but ya think something else and I don't get it and Noooooor [Okay, the last word turned into a whine.]

[laukr]

[Had Norway really thought it'd be that easy? Just say 'forget it' and that'd be it? No, he'd have to soldier through all this humiliating bullshit again.]

Y'said it's weird, [he manages, hissing, spitting out the words in a flare of anger and return of the fighting spirit, pushing Denmark with all his strength.] I don't want any of it if ye think it's weird. [Pushing, blushing, all sorts of flustered things that he usually doesn't do at all.] Get the hell off me!