Queendom 《Norway x Reader》 [SEQUEL TO THE TROLL HUNTER]

Chapter 5: Hokkaido Milktea

The small boba shop in the midst of Kyoto almost made you forget the events that had happened at the temple.

Nick was now up and going, sipping her matcha milktea happily with a basket of plum chicken she bought for everyone to share. Matthias was talking to Nick on some things that they've probably bonded over the short amount of time they've killed, which was the opposite of what you and Lukas were going over. The blond you partnered with was quietly staring at you like some awkward date, which was not awkward to you because you were doing it to him as well-a deadass staring contest after an epic battle.

The shade of lavender in his eyes gleamed against the tungsten light, as he if was waiting for something to happen. Out of the shade, your eyes glinted like jewels in the dark, waiting for someone to move them from their ore. The both of you were just waiting-an adventure that has yet to continue after a small sidetrack. The king and queen have yet to make their move towards each other.

Lukas still couldn't read her thoughts, and that was surprising to him. He studied over the years that mind reading only applies to people who have average emotional attachments to the reader or to those who have no emotional attachments to them at all; not just by encountering them once. If he couldn't read your mind now, it meant that there was still some emotional attachment that could block your thoughts out from him. To him, that was a small spark of hope that maybe all is not lost.

"Are you guys okay?" Nick chimed in, snapping you both back into reality. "Y'all seemed occupied with something in your heads, is it that bad?"

Yes. You wanted to answer, but you couldn't say that it was bad to the point you wanted to bury yourself six feet under and just stay there until everything goes back to normal. You weren't a coward, but you weren't that brave either-you used to be a bit braver.

"Hey-," You jolted in your seat, your body all jittery with sweaty palms against the table.

"Yes?" You croaked at Lukas' call.

The Norwegian wasn't that dumb when it came to emotions, he grew up with nine other siblings after all, but it did take some time for him to notice how you started to space out after you started to think-your mind isolates itself.

"Are you alright?" You could see him glancing at your hand.

You seemed to see everything in a slightly stretched manner, as if you were looking through some fisheye lens. Nausea was around the corner, but you quickly pipped it down. After all, you knew that all of these symptoms were just some mind over matter shit; and you were gonna get over it one day. You did have a coping mechanism after all, but it wasn't a very agreeable coping mechanism when Emma found out about it. Abel and Henri had no objections, yet Abel was very lowkey in trying to make you stop.

"I-I'm gonna head out for a moment, excuse me." You stood up and left.

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You had to admit that your twelve year old self would punch you in the face for doing this, but that was years ago. You weren't the same little girl you used to be, and it's been proven after that one family reunion in one of your uncle's private residences.

The snow started to fall as the people in the park started to disperse. Purple and yellow painted the skies as the crescent moon revealed itself with a few sparkling companions. You watched the frozen water reflecting the color of the sky as you puffed a few rings of clouds into the air. The embers at the tip of your cigarette began to mesmerize you.

I should smoke weed when I get back home. You placed the cigarette back between your lips and breathed in.

You looked up and saw the crescent moon finally showing itself with a few stars. The cold in Japan was somewhat chillier than the climate in Amsterdam, but your smoking kept you warm in the inside. Sure, it's unhealthy and Emma has warned you about it a lot, but it was a convenient coping mechanism. Unlike what happened previously before burning butts of nicotine, this helped you socialize and stay focused. It wasn't uncommon in your profession as well, even Nick smoked on occasions. Yet you still wonder why you were like this. You hoped that if you could find the answers, peace would finally take some rest in you, rather than the numbness of smoking two packs a day.