[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!
[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.]
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.]
[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.]
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.]
[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.]
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.]
[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!
Ya thought I said that it is weird that ya had romantic feelings fer me! I didn't mean that, though it is because nobody has ever had that before and ya haven't either and we've known each other fer a long time and I thought ya couldn't have those but looking at Sweden being scarily creepy doesn't stop that. So if ya have them that is cool but it still makes no sense ta me that ya don't want anything ta change but still say it. Because we could go on dates but ya didn't want ta and then ya just left.
[He's going to be sick. The bounding headache behind his lids is going to burst a vessel one way or another. And Denmark this close is making his head spin after all this fucking time avoiding him. Norway gives a bark of acidic laughter, not amused, and rolls his head back against the wall with a thud that must have hurt but he doesn't seem to care.]
I saw ye moaning ta all those people how weird all this is fer ye. It speaks fer itself. D'ye think I want yer fucking pity?
[Here, have a glare from narrowing eyes as Norway arches his back, pressing against Denmark to allow himself some maneuvering room.]
Unhand me! [But he doesn't wait for the reply. Instead he'll head butt Denmark. Not hard, because there's no room for it, but it'll jar his face nonetheless.]
[Denmark squats down in front of the other man. What the hell.]
Ya know that I don't do pity. It's dumb and gets ya killed. And ya shouldn't do that, it'll make ya throw up if ya do it too much. [he reaches forward to grab Norway again, but this time to shift him so his back is against the wall and he can sit a bit more comfortably.]
[Denmark's intentions might be good, but Norway doesn't know that. He assumes that Denmark is about to grab him again and hold him down. At the first contact he gives a small yelp, and pushes back, giving a half hearted punch somewhere towards Denmark's face, ending up punching him onto one of his shoulders and in the process probably throwing both of them to the ground, quite possibly himself on top of Denmark.]
Nor! Don't upset yer head like that! [Denmark is totally ignoring that he just got punched, that happens a lot but Norway isn't feeling well so he should really not do those things!!!!] Ya'll just throw up all over the floor or fall and get hurt or something like that!
Shut up! [This is Norway, face planted to Denmark's stomach and feeling utterly embarrassed. He pushes himself up and rolls back, until his back meets with the wall, knees lifted up and arms planted on them, face between his hands.
This is just ridiculous.
He feels so shaken with everything that has been going on and then this. This...
Do ya want some water? I don't think coffee's the best right now. ...I can carry ya ta the couch if ya want ta lie down. [He leans forward to try to look into Norway's eyes, which probably makes him look utterly ridiculous.]
.... don't want anything. [Okay, it might sound a bit grumpy, sulky even, coming from between Norway's arms where he's burying his face. He doesn't want to deal with this now.
But maybe somewhere there, he is a little happy that Denmark is here and trying to work things out. He's just really lousy at admitting it.]
[How is this so god damn difficult? He finally lifts his head, looks at Denmark with a frown, his cheeks still red from embarrassment and anger. No one else will ever see him like this. At least that much is true.]
How can ye not know? [He bites his teeth together and leans back against the wall.] I want ye ta want only me, too.
But ya are the only one that I couldn't live without being able ta meet and talk ta anymore! [Sex and romance are just... not particularely interwined for him.]
[Well, okay, that will make Norway pause. It's so unexpectedly sweet.
Surely, he knows how much Denmark cares for him, but ... it's not the same as this. He gives a moment for his heart to stop racing.
Why does such a small thing make him feel like this suddenly?
But okay, giving in a bit, reaching for Denmark's hand quietly. It takes a moment to get there really, one lingering moment. And when he has their fingers laced together he ventures:] ...and if I can't deal with ye fucking other people?
[It's a mix of bafflement and curiosity and... something else. He simply is not sure what to think. Sure, he knows the whole modern day thing of being with someone else being a no-go; because most of them aren't women he never really assumed it to go for nations before hitting the 19th century, or at least not for the male nations, and that includes him and Norway - and they are such old beings, why... but sure, jealous-] Are ya jealous if I fuck someone else? But it's just fucking! It's fun! And I'm careful, I check my partners fer signs of STDs. [He leans forward a bit.] It's not like it has anything ta do with how I feel about anyone.
It's never just sex. [Norway bites his teeth together. It's really not the right time to have this discussion but it's the one they chose and fuck it... He climbs to his feet, going to fetch a rag to clean up the floor and the porcelain shards.] It's intimacy and in yer case a lot of flirting and hugs and quite likely second rounds and--
[He takes a break with the shards in his hands, floor wiped clean and just breathes to calm down as he stands up again.]
In a lot of cases ye might be completely detached but what about the other people? I don't want ta be in a relationship with ye and yer million lovers.
[And okay, somewhere within him there is a fear that says that Denmark will get bored of him, will find someone nicer, someone with brighter personality to compliment his own. And right beside it a roaring beast of possessiveness is screaming that he he should be the only one who is allowed to do those special things to Denmark, with him. He's not really listening to what Denmark is saying, because it's an idea that he is not prepared for at all, it's not something he can function with.]
Don't like sharing, [he mutters as he returns to the sink.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 09:30 am (UTC)Ya didn't talk ta me for ages, I want ta know why so it doesn't happen again, Nor!
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Date: 2012-10-12 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-12 06:54 pm (UTC)[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.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 07:33 pm (UTC)Don't ever assume to tell me what to do.
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Date: 2012-10-12 07:41 pm (UTC)[He'll use his weight to push Norway back against the wall while digging his fingers into the other nation's arms.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 07:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-12 07:57 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 08:06 pm (UTC)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!
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Date: 2012-10-12 09:32 pm (UTC)Ya thought I said that it is weird that ya had romantic feelings fer me! I didn't mean that, though it is because nobody has ever had that before and ya haven't either and we've known each other fer a long time and I thought ya couldn't have those but looking at Sweden being scarily creepy doesn't stop that. So if ya have them that is cool but it still makes no sense ta me that ya don't want anything ta change but still say it. Because we could go on dates but ya didn't want ta and then ya just left.
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Date: 2012-10-12 09:46 pm (UTC)I saw ye moaning ta all those people how weird all this is fer ye. It speaks fer itself. D'ye think I want yer fucking pity?
[Here, have a glare from narrowing eyes as Norway arches his back, pressing against Denmark to allow himself some maneuvering room.]
Unhand me! [But he doesn't wait for the reply. Instead he'll head butt Denmark. Not hard, because there's no room for it, but it'll jar his face nonetheless.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 09:49 pm (UTC)What do ya mean, pity? Ya don't make sense, Nor!
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Date: 2012-10-12 09:53 pm (UTC)... idiot.
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:06 pm (UTC)Ya know that I don't do pity. It's dumb and gets ya killed. And ya shouldn't do that, it'll make ya throw up if ya do it too much. [he reaches forward to grab Norway again, but this time to shift him so his back is against the wall and he can sit a bit more comfortably.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:27 pm (UTC)This is just ridiculous.
He feels so shaken with everything that has been going on and then this. This...
Ridiculous. ]
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:32 pm (UTC)But we still need ta figure this out!
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:36 pm (UTC)But maybe somewhere there, he is a little happy that Denmark is here and trying to work things out. He's just really lousy at admitting it.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:38 pm (UTC)[If Norway says so, he says so. Denmark will move to sit down next to him. And then look over at him.] So what did ya mean?
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:48 pm (UTC)How can ye not know? [He bites his teeth together and leans back against the wall.] I want ye ta want only me, too.
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Date: 2012-10-12 10:51 pm (UTC)...]
But ya are the only one that I couldn't live without being able ta meet and talk ta anymore! [Sex and romance are just... not particularely interwined for him.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 11:52 pm (UTC)Surely, he knows how much Denmark cares for him, but ... it's not the same as this. He gives a moment for his heart to stop racing.
Why does such a small thing make him feel like this suddenly?
But okay, giving in a bit, reaching for Denmark's hand quietly. It takes a moment to get there really, one lingering moment. And when he has their fingers laced together he ventures:] ...and if I can't deal with ye fucking other people?
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Date: 2012-10-13 07:30 am (UTC)[It's a mix of bafflement and curiosity and... something else. He simply is not sure what to think. Sure, he knows the whole modern day thing of being with someone else being a no-go; because most of them aren't women he never really assumed it to go for nations before hitting the 19th century, or at least not for the male nations, and that includes him and Norway - and they are such old beings, why... but sure, jealous-] Are ya jealous if I fuck someone else? But it's just fucking! It's fun! And I'm careful, I check my partners fer signs of STDs. [He leans forward a bit.] It's not like it has anything ta do with how I feel about anyone.
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Date: 2012-10-13 12:31 pm (UTC)[He takes a break with the shards in his hands, floor wiped clean and just breathes to calm down as he stands up again.]
In a lot of cases ye might be completely detached but what about the other people? I don't want ta be in a relationship with ye and yer million lovers.
[And okay, somewhere within him there is a fear that says that Denmark will get bored of him, will find someone nicer, someone with brighter personality to compliment his own. And right beside it a roaring beast of possessiveness is screaming that he he should be the only one who is allowed to do those special things to Denmark, with him. He's not really listening to what Denmark is saying, because it's an idea that he is not prepared for at all, it's not something he can function with.]
Don't like sharing, [he mutters as he returns to the sink.]
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