🧡-Set a few hours later; Ireland returning to his apartment complex-🧡
-Ireland's P.O.V-
I exited my car, rushing into the building, rain hitting my back.
I entered the complex, walking to the elevator as I waved at the attendee at the main counter.
I entered the elevator.
I heard someone call out "Wait, Wait, Waiit! Hold the elevator! "
I held the elevator as a smaller man walked into the elevator, huffing.
It was Denmark.
" Tak, tak, Irland! ", He huffed out.
" Denmark, What's the rush?", I asked.
He glanced at me and said " I wanted to visit a friend, along with getting out of the storm!"
A friend?
" A friend?" I said.
" Ja! " He said with a grin. " I wanted to talk to him for a bit, just a good chat. "
His face lighted up a bit more.
" Irland! Why don't you come with me? He lives on the same floor as you, a few rooms down."
"I shouldn't." I replied, my face turning into a small smile.
" It's getting late anyways, I should just-" He interrupted me, " Vær venlig, Irland? Just for a bit?"
I huffed.
" Fine."
The danish man grinned, clicking one of the elevator buttons. The elevator rose to the fourth floor, Denmark chatting aimlessly on and on about the guy.
We stepped out of the elevator, passing my room, going to the end of the hall, standing in front of a room. Room 408.
I glanced at the overly happy Danish, him smiling dorkishly.
" Who even is this guy?" I asked.
" You'll really like him! He's really nice and-"
" Den, That's not what I asked. Who is he."
" He's-"
The door opened.
And there he stood, standing in a shirt and some shorts, wearing glasses.
"Skotland!", Denmark yelled, possibly waking the whole building up. He jumped at the towering male, hugging him. Scotland chuckled softly, hugging him back, glancing up at me. I stood there, frozen in place. I stared up at him, and I could tell he tensed up. I stared at him, nervously biting the inner wall of my cheek.
Denmark stepped back.
" Skotland! Meet my ven, Irl-"
"Tha sinn air coinneachadh roimhe seo, an Danmhairg.", Said Scotland.
Denmark was a little confused, glancing at me, as I nodded, knowing little bits of what the Scot said.
" Is féidir. " I said, dryly.
Denmark didn't have any words.
Scotland sighed, smiling a little.
" Come in, Come in."
I looked up at him, as he was looking at Denmark still. Denmark grabbed my hand, still smiling. I glanced over at him.
" Kom nu, Irland!"
He practically dragged me in, and I glanced back at Scotland.
He had lost the small smile, almost glaring at me.
I looked away, getting pushed onto the couch by Denmark.
He plopped down beside me, Scotland walking over over to us after closing and locking the door, sitting on a small velvet color chair across from us.
" What brings you here, Denmark?"
" I just wanted to talk with a friend, It's been a while, hasn't it?" The Danish said.
" Its been a week. "
Denmark pouted like a child.
" That's too long though!"
Scotland chuckled a little, smiling.
He removes his glasses, setting them to the side. I gazed at his eyes, not saying a word.
You could see how tired he was, bags already there. How did I not notice them?
Scotland looked over at me, a small smile on his face, it raising a little at me.
Denmark started to blurt out how he has been, Scotland staring at him, listening to him, laughing a little ever so often.
I listened to Denmark as he went on, staring at him.
Moments passed, and I glanced at the clock.
It was already 1:30 in the morning.
I sighed, glancing over at Scotland, meeting his eyes.
He had a flat face, smiling when I met his eyes. My cheeks heated up, smiling back.
Denmark yawned, huffing.
" Guest room is available, Den." The Scottish replied.
Denmark laughed a little before I could feel the pressure getting off of the couch.
" Thank's, Scott.." He wandered off to the bedroom.
When a door clicked, I knew he entered the room.
I looked over at Scotland, who looked at me.
" Uhm.."
He smiled a little.
" Yes? ", He said.
" I should be leaving.." I said as I stood.
" No, Stay."
I looked at him confused.
" I insist, it's already so late. You can stay in my room. "
" I shouldn'-"
" Please, I can sleep on the couch."
I looked at him, then sighed, shaking my head and smiling.
" Why so insistent?"
His face flushed a little red, looking away, giving no response.
I laughed a little, walking down the hall, easily finding his room.
" Good night, Scot!"
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I awoke with a yawn, sitting up. I glanced around, immediately freaking out.
" CAD AN FUCK- "
Scotland rushed into the room, a bit startled.
" What happened?" He said.
I looked at him and nearly jumped out of my skin.
" I-"
He rushed over.
" Are you alright? What happened?"
My face flushed.
" I-I'm sorry-"
Scotland laughed softly.
" Don't be sorry, It's alright."
I nod, sighing, flopping back onto the bed. I could smell various things, ranging from vanilla to cigs, and alcohol, which I put off as my own smell.
I felt pressure at the end of the bed, and then Scotland saying
" Do you want breakfast? There's some food in the kitchen."
" I'm alright for now, Scot.. Thanks."
I smiled at him, sitting up, moving to him.
He looked confused.
I hugged him, my hand wrapping around his back.
It was silent for the most part, before I felt hand wrap around him, pulling me close.
My smile grew, blushing a little.
" Thank you. "
He replied with a small hum, hugging a little tighter.
I looked up at him, seeing the blush on his face, looking back at me.
I laughed a little at this, moving up a little, our faces closer.
We both lean in, our eyes closing a little.
Denmark bursts in the room.
" Skotland, I'm going to-"
He looks at us, surprised.
We pull back from each other, looking at Denmark, both of us a blushing mess.
Denmark smirks, purring out, " Friends, Eh?"
I glare at him, huffing.
Denmark laughs.
" I'm going, Scots! See you!"
Denmark leaves, and Scotland sighs.
Scotland looks at me.
" You probably want to go also-"
I shake my head, hugging him a bit tighter.
"I don't want too.." I say.
" But-" Scotland looks at me, sighing, then cracking a small smile.
"Okay." He says
I grin at him.
He blushed even more, grinning himself.
We both lean in again, our blushes getting heavier.
"Can I?" He asked.
I hummed out an answer, and the next thing I know, his lips are on mine.
I kiss back, blushing deeper.
. . .
The sound of our huffs intermingled with each other, going back in for another kiss.
He hugged me closer from my waist, kissing down my neck.
I smiled, huffing in pleasure.
" It's just you and I.." He huffs.
"And no one else." I say.
He laughs a little, kissing me on the forehead.
" And No One Else. "
He repeats.
-End-
-Author's Note-
Holy-
Oml-
Two parts in a day!
It was sucky in my opinion. I felt like I rushed it. The poll is still open for the next story.
And yes, I used a song lyric as the end and the title. Who can guess where the song comes
Anyways, Thank you for reading! I started it off with a fluff, to go easy.
The next chapter may or may not be smut *wiNk WOnk ;)*
