Iceland x Fridge: forbidden loveIceland x Fridge: forbidden love in Romance More Like This
Iceland was alone in his home. There was a breeze coming in through the open window in his kitchen, sending shivers down his spine and causing his brown jacket to flutter in the breeze, like a delicate plastic bag caught in an updraft.
aw shit it's getting poetic up in here.
Iceland walked towards the kitchen, enjoying the sound of his lace up boots against his wooden floors. The sound echoed through the whole house, reminding him of the emptiness. He pushed the thought away.
He stood at the window, looking out at his Icelandic manscape landscape, full of mountains and valleys and lots of....other big things. He pulled the window shut with