Warning: ‘Lime’ content— beware
“I’m telling you; I’m the awesomest!”
“And I’m telling you… there’s no way you’re better than the hero!”
“You’re both such fools—neither of you could be as great as me. I’m the King!”
You giggled quietly. Much to your amusement, you were hanging out with the ‘Awesome Trio’, which consisted of Prussia, America, and Denmark.
The four of you were currently at an evening festival to celebrate the opening of Japan’s newest capital. You weren’t even sure how you wound up hanging with them—but here you were, and their silly, self-centered arguing was undeniably funny.
“What are you giggling about over there, _____?” Prussia smirked, turni
Click, click, click.
“-I AM SO FREAKING BORED!”
You threw your head back, as far away from your computer screen as you could manage. You were so insanely bored out of your mind that you had nothing left to do—not even on the Internet. You had just stopped yourself from typing ‘Google’ into Google out of your pure boredom.
“Ughh…” You groaned, standing up. You slammed your laptop shut, only before realizing there would still be nothing left for you to do even if you did get up. Letting out another sigh of defeat, you plopped right back down.
“This has got to be my most boring vacation ever…” You grumbled aloud.
It was spring break—naturally anyone would think a teenager such as yourself would be going wild by now.
But not you. Instead, you were in your bedroom, pajamas on, shades drawn, doing literally nothing.
Why did Tino have to give Mathias coffee? Sadly, you didn’t know. But you DID know that it was NOT a good idea.
As you heard another crash come from downstairs, and a “YOU CAN’T GET AWAY FROM THE KING OF NORTHERN EUROPE, YOU STUPID BIRD!”, you laid your head on your desk, basically facedesking. Here you were, trying to work on a school assignment, and that stupid Dane was running around downstairs doing who knows what. Getting up, you made your way to the top of the stairs of your two story house that you shared with your older brothers friends.
“Mathias! What in the world are you doing?” You yelled downstairs with your hands on your hips.
He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at you with bright blue eyes. “I was trying to catch Mr. Puffin! The stupid bird said my hair looked like a porcupine, so I tried to grab him. But then he flew away! So I
You are being a total creep and playing with the end of his detached curl; yep, detached curl. He's weird like that.
Well, you're weird for you for creepily playing with his hair while he sleeps. But in all honesty, you're bored. You're sitting on the ground in front of his face, and his face is towards yours. You're sitting close to him so you can't keep your eyes on the curl at all times. You have no idea how it can stay detached. It freaks you out and makes you like him even more.
You blush when you think of that because you're still getting used to the idea that Lukas Bondevik is your boyfriend. You're still getting used to the fact that he completely feels the same way back, even if he has a funny way of showing it.
Truth be told, you asked him out, and he said yes, of course. You're not like one of those typical females that get so worried about friendships getting ruined or being rejected. You're assertive, dammit!
Though, honestly, most people