shows up at Denmark's house, knocking at the door.
... wasn't really in the condition to get up. And knowing him, he probably didn't even fully lock the door.
waits for a while before sighing and just opening the door. "Danmark?"
"Hmm~?" He was laying face down on the floor in the living room, one arm clutching to something.
stares at him. "What did you do now?"
turns his head over to look at him, smiling. "Norge~ I've done nothin'~"
"I'm not stupid. What did you do?"
laughs a bit. "Like I said~ Nothin'~"
rolls his eyes. "I don't know why I even bother."
laughs more and rolls onto his side to face him, still keeping his arm close. "Aww... don't say that Norge~"
tsks and looks away.
smiles more. "My friends think ye need to cheer up, Mr. grumpy~"
raises an eyebrow. "You have friends?"
smiles and nods, rolling from side to side. "Mhmm~!"
"Who?"
laughs and smiles almost shyly at him. "Just some special friends... They've been helpin' me a lot lately..."
growls. "You're drunk..."
shakes his head. "Nu uh~ Though, a drink would be nice now that ye mention it..."
shakes his head in annoyance.
hums. "Ye wanna get me one~?"
"Nei."
frowns before pouting and curling up a bit again. "Fine. Me and my friends will chill here then..."
"Your friends aren't here..."
smirks and nods. "Ja they are~ Nice 'nd close too..."
"Who are they?"
hums. "Well... they're small... 'nd little..."
sighs. "And...?"
"Aaannnndddd... They make me feel good..."
rolls his eyes. "Just tell me..."
laughs a bit and rolls onto his back, holding up a container of pills.
stares at it before storming over and trying to take it.
laughs more and brings it back close to his chest.
doesn't give up, he keeps trying to pry it away.
just laughs more and shifts away from him when he tries to take it. "I can even take 'em without water~ Wanna see~?"
shakes his head. "Let me see them..."
shakes his head back. "Neejjj~ They're myyyy friends~"
"What, and you won't share them after all we've done together?"
blinks up at him for a bit before smiling more. He stopped moving and held them up above himself.
takes them and puts them in his pocket. "How many did you take?"
frowns, grabby hands for his pocket. "I want 'em back now..."
shakes his head. "Nei, they're mine." He puts his hand over them. "How many did you take?"
pouts up at him and keeps grabby handing for his pocket.
"The sooner you tell me the sooner you can get them back."
smiles. "Theeennn... I'unno." Shrugs. "That one was full this mornin' I think..."
wiggles the bottle a little in his pocket to see how it was now.
... might've had more than he should have...
knew that was probably the situation here. He sighs and tries to take his pulse.
blinks as he comes closer and sits up, scooting away a bit.
scoots after him.
shifts further back until he hit the couch.
tries to pin him there.
blinks at him. "What're ye doin'...?"
grabs his hand. "Checking your pulse."
blinks. "Why?" Tries to pull his hand away, thinking of this more like a game.
sighs. "Because."
smiles and keeps moving his hand around, and poking Norge's cheek with the other.
reaches to try and grab the one poking him.
laughs and keeps poking and moving his arms, being difficult.
growls and grabs his arm instead.
wiggles his arm and smiles at him.
tries to move to grab his wrist now.
keeps wiggling, but it gets harder as the other got to his wrist.
starts to try and gauge the others pulse. If it was too high or too low, he'd have to take him to the hospital.
's pulse was a little faster than normal. He blinked at him as the other held his wrist.
sighs, glad that it wasn't that bad at least. "Idiot..."
blinks at him. "Can I have my friends back now?"
shakes his head.
frowns. "Why not? Ye said I could have 'em back!"
pauses before shaking his head again. "I never said that."
blinks a few times. "Ye didn't...?" Frowns. "... Well, I want 'em back." Pouts and crosses his arms.
frowns. "You're not going to get them."
huffs a bit. "Fine." Looks around, trying to find something.
"What are you looking for?"
hums and crawls a bit away. "Nothin'~"
watches him very closely.
reaches under the couch and moves his arm around, trying to concentrate on his search. Eventually his hands grabbed hold of
another container of pills and he pulled it out, smiling. "Ha~"
reaches to try and grab it away.
takes a few pills out before holding the container close, laughing a bit.
dives at him, trying to get them away.
manages to get two more in his mouth and swallows them, laughing louder as the other tried to take them away.
growls and smacks him. "Idiot."
smiles at him. "Why~?"
punches at him.
lets him get hit. He just smiled back more at the other.
"Why did you do this?"
hums. "Do what~?"
sighs. "Take all the pills..."
hums more. "They help me~"
"With what?"
shrugs. "Pain~"
"From?"
lifts his shirt to show his sides. There were old bandages that were covered in blood; both dry and fresh.
sighs. "Idiot... I tried to help you..."
shakes his head a bit. "This was recent...~" Turns to show his back, where there was an obvious stab and drag mark. " 'Nd there's that too~"
"What's it from?"
hums, pulling his shirt back down. "Nothin'..."
stares at him.
smiles shyly at him.
"Tell me who did this."
wraps his arms around himself, swaying from side to side. "Nej~"
narrows his eye. "Ja."
shakes his head. "Nej~"
punches his arm. "I said tell me!"
smiles at him again. "Whhyyy~?"
growls in frustration.
laughs a bit.
hits him again.
moves a bit from the hit, but besides that he just keeps looking at him.
glares at him.
tilts his head. "Ye should have some of my friends... they'll make ye not grumpy~"
shakes his head.
shrugs and plays a bit with the container, humming as the pills fell from side to side.
reaches out to try and grab it again.
frowns as he grabbed it. "I need those..."
shakes his head and puts them in his other pocket. "No, you don't."
nods. "Mhmm... Without my friends I hurt..."
"You've taken enough."
shakes his head. "Nej, I can have more..." Looks at his pockets, tempted to just grab at them.
would keep him away. "Nei, you can't."
huffs and looks away.
stares at him. "Idiot."
looks back. "Why?"
rolls his eyes.
hums and flops onto his side.
watches him.
closes his eyes, humming quietly again.
just keeps watch over him.
"M'tired, Norge..."
nods. "Don't go to sleep."
opens an eye to look at him. "Why not?"
"Because you have a guest."
shrugs. "So?"
"So you shouldn't sleep."
puts a hand under his head and closes his eye. "Mmm... Well, I am..."
punches him.
shifts a bit from it. "Murr.."
punches him again.
"Stop it..."
"Nei." He does it again.
curls up a bit. "Norge, stop it..."
"Why?"
" 'Cause I'm tired 'nd wanna sleep now..."
shakes his head. "Too bad."
yawns and tries to sleep...
pokes his cheek.
scrunches up his face a bit.
keeps poking.
blindly bites at his finger.
pulls it away.
nuzzles into his hand again.
pulls it to his side.
sighs a bit and looks at him. "Are ye gonna stay here?"
nods.
frowns. "Why?"
shrugs.
sits up a bit and watches him, eyes still sleepy looking.
watches him right back.
blinks uncoordinatedly.
rolls his eyes.
holds out his hand.
raises an eyebrow.
"Gimme my friends back..."
shakes his head.
"I need them though..."
shakes his head again.
nods and puts a hand to his side. "I need them!"
"Nei, you don't."
nods. "I'm starting to hurt again..."
shrugs. "So? You've been through worse."
frowns. "But those make the pain go away... It's nice... I've never had anything like those before..."
growls. "You're not strong enough to go without them?"
nods. "I am... they're just... nice."
"Prove it. Prove that you're strong enough."
looks at the others pockets and nods, pulling his hand back. He put it on his other side and slouched down a bit.
sat down and watched him carefully.
started to pick at the bandages through his shirt.
tsks at him.
looks down. "It hurts..."
nods. "It will but you have to be strong."
sighs a bit as his back started to hurt now too. He didn't want to know what would happen once the pain from his ankle kicked in...
wasn't going to give him any pills.
sighs. He couldn't just sit here, he had to do something to take his mind off the pain. He looked around for something to distract him.
keeps watching him carefully.
looks back at him. "Ye don't have ta watch me ye know..."
shakes his head. "I do."
frowns. "Why?"
growls. "I don't have to, you're right, but if I don't, you'll probably get yourself killed and while I wouldn't care, I might feel the_
slightest bit guilty."
rolls his eyes. "Nej. If Thora doesn't feel guilty, then ye won't."
"I didn't say I would, I said I might."
huffs. He was determined to do something. He pulled himself up onto the couch then stood on his good ankle.
rolls his eyes. "Idiot..."
wanted to use as much of his energy as he could until the pills fully wore off. He awkwardly starts walking to the kitchen, very much
using the wall and anything he could to support him.
follows him.
grips the wall tightly, biting his cheek as he moved.
keeps following.
collapses into a chair as he got to the kitchen, panting a bit.
stares at him before starting to make some food.
rubs his leg. "Norge... ye don't have to stay..."
ignores him and keeps cooking.
"Norge..."
sighs before glancing at him.
lays his head on the table. "Ye don't have to stay... I know ye don't wanna..."
pauses before going back to ignoring him.
frowns. "I know why ye all left..."
keeps ignoring him.
closes his eyes. "Thora explained it all to me..."
"Mm?"
nods and buries his face a bit in his arms. "Mhmm... Kept tellin' me how I kept hurtin' everyone... and no one liked being near me..."
pauses before returning to cooking.
sighs. "Guess she showed me, eh?" Chuckles a bit, burying his face more into his arms.
"She was also mad at you at the time."
nods. "Mhmm, but when people are mad is when they tell the truth..." Rubs the mark on his back.
shakes his head. "That's not true."
nods. "Mhmm... and when they're mad and drunk is when they are totally truthful... which she was at the time.."
"I've lied to you plenty of times when I'm mad or drunk."
smirks a bit. "Ja... but she actually meaned it..."
glances back at him. "Nei."
keeps his eyes closed. "Mhmm..."
rolls his eyes and puts a plate of food in front of him.
sniffs. "What is it?"
"Stew."
hums. "Tak..." Raises his head and looks at i.
*it
"Eat it."
frowns a bit. "I dunno if I can..."
shrugs. "Your loss."
frowns and opens his eyes a bit to look at it. It smelt so good...
starts cleaning some stuff up.
slowly pulls it closer.
acts as if he's not watching.
sniffs it a bit more before taking a slow, small bite.
keeps doing dishes, slightly happier.
takes one more bite before frowning a bit and pushing it away slightly.
glances over. "Just eat it."
"My stomach hurts..."
"Too bad."
groans a bit. "It hurts too much to eat..."
shrugs. "Like I said, your loss."
frowns and looks at it, staring it down.
might be pretty sure he'll eat it anyways....
Søren
wants
to, but doesn't want to upset his stomach more.
can always wrap it up for later.
probably will...
watches him.
closes his eyes and groans a bit.
keeps watching.
glances over. "Why're ye watching me...?"
shrugs.
sighs and buries his face into his arms. "Ye don't have to be here...."
"Why not?"
shrugs. "I know no one likes it here..."
"How do you know that?"
"Cause Thora said..."
"And Thora is everyone?"
shrugs. "She's the only one who'll talk to me..."
"And what am I doing now?"
shrugs a bit. "Talkin' to me... but ye've been gone..."
rolls his eyes. "I thought you didn't want me around or help treat you."
sighs, looking a bit at him. "Ye know that's a lie..."
stares at him. "You didn't let me treat you last time."
nods a little. "Cause I didn't want ye to... I wanted to do it myself..."
"Then how am I supposed to know when you want to be alone or if you want me around?"
shrugs and sits up a bit. "I dunno..."
"Idiot..."
pouts a bit at him.
looks away.
sighs. "I gotta get back to the couch..."
nods a little.
looks at him again. "Carry me?"
"Hell no."
sighs. "I dunno if I can walk back thhoouuuggghhhh..."
replies blankly. "I don't know if I can resist the temptation to trip yoooouuuu."
glares.
can't help but smirk faintly.
huffs and gets up, slowly getting back to the couch. He was hopping more than anything, which was annoying to him.
watches him as he walks.
collapses face first into the couch, putting his foot up on the couch. "Mmm..."
walks out to the living room and watches, arms crossed.
looks over at him. "Why do ye look so... upset."
"Why do you think I do?"
shrugs.
sighs.
"Are ye gonna tell me?"
shrugs.
frowns a bit. "Tell me."
shakes his head.
frowns more. "Why not?"
"Don't feel like it."
pouts a bit and lets his arm fall off the couch. "Noorrrgggeeee...."
keeps a straight face. "Daaaaaanmaaaark."
keeps staring at him. "Tell me..."
"Nei."
sighs. "Why?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Are you still delusional from the drugs?"
shakes his head. "I don't think so..."
scoffs.
huffs. "Okay, fine. I'm not."
"Don't take them again."
frowns and nods. He didn't like the stomach ache he got from them anyways. He probably took a few too many to begin with...
wouldn't doubt it.
shifts onto his side and puts a hand on his stomach. "So... That's why ye're upset...?"
nods.
sighs. "I won't do it again then... I just wasn't use to them I guess. Never had 'em before really..."
"Good."
closes his eyes. "Stupid Thora..."
stares at him. "Don't you dare blame this on her."
opens an eye to look at him. "I blame her for the pain killers. She was the one who gave 'em to me at her place..."
glares at him. "She didn't tell you to take this many."
nods. "True... but she introduced them to me..."
"It's not her fault you were stupid."
nods more and sighs.
"Idiot..."
"Stop callin' me that..."
"Only when you stop being one."
nods a little. "I'll stop then..."
"good luck."
huffs a bit and glares at him.
smirks faintly.
can't help but smirk in return. "Ye should smirk more often."
goes back to his straight face. "Thora and you... I swear..."
raises his brow. "Hmm?"
"The other day she told me I should laugh more often."
smirks a bit and nods. "Ye should. Ye might not look as emotionless."
looks away.
chuckles a bit and sits up, rubbing his stomach a bit. "I mean it."
tsks to himself.
smirks and pats the seat beside him.
stays where he is.
keeps patting the seat.
keeps staying.
sighs and gets up.
glances at him.
slowly starts walking over to him.
watches him very carefully.
stands in front of him, leaning more on his left foot.
stares at him.
puts his hands on his sides.
raises an eyebrow.
picks him up and puts him on his shoulder as he starts going back to the couch, hissing.
pokes at one of his wounds. Hard.
bites down on his lip, still going back to the couch.
pulls off his barrette. "Set me down. Now."
keeps walking to the couch.
stabs a wound with the barrette.
closes an eye and stops moving, screaming silently. He tightened his grip on the other.
"Let go."
takes a deep breath and walks a bit more, almost at the couch.
takes a deep breath and tries to kick him in the vital regions.
grabs his foot before he could. He's been kicked there so many times over the years, that he swears he has balls of steel. He dropped the
other onto the couch and sat beside him, putting a hand to his side.
tries to get away.
grabs him and pulls him back down.
glaaaares at him.
just looks at him, a slight pained expression but tries not to.
"Let. Go. Of. Me."
"Why?"
tries to twist his arm.
lets him do what he wants but frowns.
pauses before standing up.
frowns and looks down. "Norge..."
glances back at him, raising an eyebrow.
"Please stay..."
sighs. "I never said I was going."
"Then why won't ye sit here?"
"I'm not going to sit when you say I should."
looks up at him. "Why not?"
"I can make my own decisions."
sighs and leans into the couch, looking down again. "Fine.."
stays standing for a bit longer before sitting in a chair on the other side of the room.
fiddles with a loose thread on his shirt.
stares at a wall.
Søren
feels
a bit calmer as his stomach started to feel better.
glances at him.
doesn't bother looking up, he just kept pulling at the thread.
watches.
gets bored of that and looks for something else to do.
keeps watching.
looks up a bit and notices him. He just blinked.
looks away.
shrugs it off and crosses one of his legs, fidgeting with the bangages on his foot.
sighs. "Don't play with them."
looks up at him. "Why not? It's not loosening anything."
stares at him.
looks back. "What?"
"Just don't."
sighs and stops, crossing his arms. "There's nothing I can do. I'm bored."
shrugs. "Then find something else to do."
raises his brow at him. "Like what? I can't move easily."
"Maybe solitaire?"
nods a little. "I could... but that means I gotta get cards." Sighs and pushes himself up.
rolls his eyes and stands up. "I'll get them..."
flops back down onto the couch. "Great... They're somewhere in the study room..."
nods and walks off in that direction, hoping he wouldn't have to dig around too much.
leaves them in the drawer to the side of his desk. A normal place he figures.
opens a drawer and glances through it, not seeing it at first.
... might have a few other... mindless toys and stuff in there... And maybe also a few very, very old coins from back during
the Denmark-Norway Union.
pauses when he catches sight of the coins. He gives a tiny sigh before turning his attention back to looking for the cards.
sighs a bit, wondering what's taking him so long. He was debating getting up and looking for them himself...
finally spots the box and grabs them before walking out, tossing them at him. "Here."
looks over and catches them, nodding a bit. "Tak..." Shuffles them for a while.
nods and returns to his seat.
looks up at him. "Hmm..."
raises an eyebrow.
"Wanna play somethin' with me?"
pauses. "I guess...."
"How 'bout Poker?"
shrugs. "Sure." He walks over to sit closer.
smirks. "Normal or strip?"
stares at him.
hums as he continued to shuffle the cards, raising a brow at him and smirking a bit.
reaches over to punch his arm none too gently.
laughs and rubs his arm. "Aww, come on Norge... I'm bored, and there's nothin' for me to do."
"There's plenty to do."
shrugs. "We have the cards now, and it'd be more fun that way..."
"Nei, the normal way."
pouts at him. "Noorrrgggeee... Come on. Strip is more fun."
shakes his head.
sighs. "Fine. Normal it is..." Deals them each a hand.
pauses. "I have a girlfriend, now. I can't go around stripping." He looks at his hand carefully.
blinks at him, not looking at his cards yet. "... Ye have a girlfriend?"
nods slowly, staring at the cards.
frowns. "... How long?"
sighs. "A while...."
frowns even more. "And ye never once thought to tell me...?" Couldn't help but feel hurt by that.
frowns, feeling bad about it. "I didn't know how to say it. I apologize...."
plays with the edge of the cards. "Norge...We've been together since the beginning. And ye couldn't tell me something as simple as that...?"
sighs. "I didn't know how you would take it. And then you kicked me out of your house and... ja..."
frowns and looks down. If Norge was keeping this from him, what else could he be hiding...? Suddenly he didn't want to play anymore.
doesn't think he needs to tell the other every single detail of his life but doesnt really bother keeping secrets. This was a rare occasion.
figured that since they use to be close he'd still be told of important things like this...
hadn't really seen him that often recently so assumed that they weren't close anymore...
Søren
has
always considered them to be close...
hasn't always....
... would be really hurt if he knew that.
hasn't ever let him know that...
"So, who is it?"
pauses. "Switzerland's counterpart."
looks at him for a few moments before nodding slowly. "Ah."
nods back. "So are we going to play this hand?"
nods a little and looks at his hand, moving some cards around.
goes back to looking at his own cards.
removes one card and puts it face down on the table.
sets one of his own aside.
deals the other a card then himself. "Ye know, just because ye're in a relationship now doesn't mean ye can't play strip poker
with a friend."
shrugs. "Maybe I just don't want to." Looks at his new card.
nods and moves some cards around. "That's odd."
raises an eyebrow. "What is?"
shrugs, looking at him over his cards. "Back in the day we didn't care about stripping and stuff. It was normal to us."
nods. "But now things are different."
shrugs. "Only if ye think they are..."
"And I do."
nods a little and looks over at him. "What do ye have?"
sets his down. "Two pairs."
puts his down. "Pair of twos..."
smirks faintly.
"Ye wanna shuffle now?"
shrugs. "Sure." He picks up the discarded cards.
leans back and watches him.
shuffles the cards quickly and deals out two hands.
sighs and takes his hand, annoyed he lost the first round.
looks at his own hand carefully.
takes out one card and puts it down, hoping he'd win this round.
sets down two cards before dealing out replacements.
takes his card and looks at it for a bit before putting it with the rest of his cards. "How serious is it between ye two?"
glances over at him. "Why do you ask?"
shrugs. "I'm just curious."
"Well, serious enough that I refrain from stripping. What do you have?"
frowns a bit and puts his hand down. "Two kings."
sighs. "I have nothing." He set down his hand, having discarded a pair earlier.
nods a little and takes the cards, shuffling them this time.
watches carefully.
shuffles a little longer than normal, his mind not focused much on the game at all.
raises an eyebrow and coughs faintly.
blinks and looks up. "Oh... right." Deals them each a hand and leans back into the couch.
looks over his hand.
furrows his brows a bit and puts down three cards. He had nothing good.
notices and puts down one card.
sighs quietly before dealing him a card and himself three. He sunk more into the couch, having got a worse hand than before.
frowns slightly at him. "What's wrong?"
shakes his head. "Nothin'. Just a bad hand..."
nods a little.
"What do ye have?"
"Pair of 4s"
puts his hand down. "Three Jacks."
stares.
looks at him. "What?"
"I thought you said you had a bad hand?"
shrugs. "Seemed bad at the time... kind of..."
rolls his eyes.
tosses his cards onto the table, bored of this.
straightens up his own.
sighs and puts his hands behind his head, looking a bit up at the ceiling.
watches him.
doesn't notice.
keeps watching.
looks slightly down at him. "Why do ye keep looking at me?"
shrugs.
sighs and closes his eyes.
doesn't stop watching him.
can tell he's watching him but keeps his eyes closed.
stares,
scrunches his face a bit. "Stop it."
blinks and looks away.
relaxes a bit again.
watches a wall.
Søren
thinks
it's better than watching him.
agrees.
sighs a bit. "Tak... for what ye've done today."
shrugs. "No big deal."
nods a little. "So... why're ye still here?"
"That's a good question..." He starts to get up to leave.
watches him.
might have been a bit surprised that the other didn't try and stop him but keeps walking.
doesn't know what to think of the other now...
hasn't changed...
can't help but feel that the other doesn't trust him or something...
hasn't ever trusted him.
still felt like there was some sort of friendship they had...
would claim that he just barely tolerated the other if asked and he felt like answering.
leans a bit forward and fidgets.
stops right by the door and glances back at him.
looks back at him. He didn't want to be alone... but he still felt a little betrayed... as silly as it was.
sighs. "What's wrong?"
shakes his head a bit. "Nothing..." Keeps looking at him.
stares at him.
stares right back.
"Don't try to lie to me, you know it doesn't work."
shrugs. "At least if I don't tell ye ye can't jump to conclusions."
"No, trust me, I still can."
raises his brow. "Oh? Then what are ye thinking?"
"I don't have to tell you that. You won't tell me what's wrong, I won't tell you what I think."
shrugs. "Fine... ye probably won't be right then."
narrows his eyes.
narrows them right back.
shrugs. "Your problem, then." He turns back to the door.
frowns and fidgets again. He didn't want him to leave... but he didn't know what the other would do here...
opens the door and starts slowly out.
"N-Norge..." Looks down.
glances back. "Ja?"
fidgets. "Don't leave..." He said quietly.
pauses. "Why?"
frowns. "Because..."
"Because why?"
"Just... because..." He didn't want to admit that he was lonely.
"That's not a real reason."
sighs. "Do I need a reason for ye to stay?"
nods.
frowns. "Because... I don't want ye to leave..?"
sighs. "Okay. Why?"
shrugs. "I just..." Mumbles the last part.
raises an eyebrow. "What was the last bit?"
sighs. "I like yer company..."
nods. "Okay."
looks up at him. "So ye'll stay...?"
sighs and walks back to his chair, taking a seat.
smiles a bit and watched him.
stares off into space.
keeps watching him.
notices but doesn't say anything.
Søren
is
glad that the other stayed...
might be still deciding whether he can say the same.
Søren
wonders
why Norge hates him so much...
doesn't hate him.
Søren
thinks
that he does if he doesn't want to stay.
just might have other things to do than babysit a full grown man.
sighs. If the other wanted to go see his girlfriend he may as well leave then... He doesn't want to intrude.
glances at him. "What?"
shrugs and looks away. "Nothin'... Ye just... don't seem to wanna be here..."
hums noncommittally.
looks down. "Ye can leave if ye want..." He said quietly.
raises an eyebrow. "You sure?"
nods.
pauses before getting up and walking back towards the door.
just watches him...
might feel a little guilty... He keeps going anyways.
won't stop him. He didn't want to hold the other back...
heads out the door,
sighs as he watched the other leave and lays down on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.