knocked his glasses off his desk, and stepped on them when he went to pick them up. He groaned angrily, this was going to be a horrible day.
might have snuck into his house and was rummaging.
heard the noise and got up, he was not looking forward to this. He made his way to where he heard the noise.
... accidentally knocked over a table.
jumpped a little at that, he walked faster, glad he knew the layout of his house so well. He got into the room, he only could make out the
figure of the other, he walked right over and punched him.
hisses and falls over, cursing at that. "What the fuck?!"
heard the voice, oh shit. It was Denmark. "Den?" He squinted trying to make him out. Damn. Still a blobl.
blob*
mumbles to himself as he rubbed the back of his head. "Ja, asshole." He carefully got up and glared at him.
squinted at him still. "Why are y' in m' house?"
... blushed slightly at seeing him without his glasses on. It always reminded him of when Berwald was younger... "Ah.. um..."
blinked a little, just letting his eyes relax. "What?"
kept staring.
looks toward him still. "What? Den. Why are in m' house?"
shakes his head. Oh. Right. "No reason."
raises an eyebrow, blinking a little confused. "Uh.. Then why are y' here?"
shrugs. "Do I need a reason?"
nods. "Y' don' come t' m' house." He rubbed his eyes a little, this was straining on them.
shrugs. He finally looked away from him and casually walked around the living room. "Why don't ye have glasses on?"
"I jus' broke 'em." He sighed angrily, sitting himself on the couch, rubbing his eyes.
laughs. "Really? That was stupid."
rolls his eyes. "'S not m' fault, I can't see 'em if they fall on the floor." He stated angrily.
turns and watches him. "Do ye got spares?"
frowns and shakes his head. "Nej.." He hadn't anticipated breaking them like that.
laughs. "Ye're totally screwed then! Awesome."
glares at him. "Shut up." He just had to call the glasses place and they could get him a new pair. "I can' do 'nythin for 'bout a week."
chuckles. "Wooooow. Yer boss will be so pissed since ye can't do any paper work."
nods to him. "Ja. 'Nd stop soundin so sarcastic, Den." He sighed and closed his eyes.
shakes his head as he kept looking. "What're ye gonna do?"
shrugs. "Hell if I know." He sighed angrily.
nods a bit, still looking. "Ah. Have fun with that."
nods. "Mhmm." He knew that he didn't have anyway to do anything.
shrugs. "Can't ye call up one of yer bosses assistants to help or somethin'?"
shakes his head. "don' trust 'em." He didnt have humans in his house if he could help it, too much of a chanse to slip up.
guesses that was so. "Hmm..." He knew Fin was out of the question. "Who else do ye talk to?"
"As 'f late.. y'." He didn't exactly talk to people.
raises his brow. "Really? There's no one else?"
shakes his head. "Nej." He looked toward him. "Have I ever wen' out 'f m' way t' talk t' people?"
smirks a bit and leaned against the back of the couch. "Nej. Ye've always been scared."
glares, and grunts a little. "'M not scared. M' just not loud, like y'."
shrugs and walks around more. "So, what're ye gonna do~?"
shrugs. ".. I could ask y', but I don' think Norge would be happy." And he doubted he would agree anyway.
rolls his eyes. "What say does Norge have in my life?"
raises an eyebrow. "Aren't y' datin 'im?"
laughs and shakes his head. "Nej. What gave ye that idea?"
"Y' said y' slept t'gether..?" He felt a little stupid.
nods and leans against the wall. "Ja. So? We've slept together before."
Berwald
thinks
about that. "Do y' mean in the same bed, or had sex?"
smirks. "Same bed, idiot."
nods to him. "Ah.. Right." He sighed quietly, he should have realized that.
hadn't gotten laid in quite a while. "So."
hadn't either. "So what?"
"So what're ye gonna do?"
shrugs. "Could y' help me..?" He didn't like feeling helpless like this.
smirks~ "I was wonderin' when ye'd ask. Do ye have beer?"
nods to him. "Mhmm." He couldn't believe he had to ask.
goes to get one. "Then I'll help ye."
nods at that. "Ja ja.."
hums and sips his beer once he opened it. "So. What are ye gonna do?"
shrugs. "I have t' call the doctor."
nods. "Do ye know the number? Or should I find it?"
"'S on m' cell phone." Which was in his office..
nods and goes to his office to look for it.
Berwald
hates
everything right now. He sighed and shut his eyes.
hummed as he searched in the office, pushing papers to the side as he looked.
sighs and waits for him, he hoped the Dane would just grab his phone and get out.
looked in the drawers for it. He stopped when he found an old drawing of them when they were kids...
sighs after a while, he stood up and headed to his office. "Den? What are y' doin?"
looks up. "Ah. Nothin'. Couldn't find it in this mess." Though, he noticed it on the desk and handed it to him.
takes it. "It 'sn' a mess." Or it wasn't. He wasn't sure if the Dane had done anything.
hadn't done much. He just wasn't use to it like this
sighs and turns away, hitting the speed dial, and calling the eye care place, he gave his name and asked them to order another pair of
glasses, and to have them delivered.
kept looking around his office.
sighs and nods to the phone, he wished they could be delivered faster than a week.
just snuck around his office some more, checking things out.
decides to ignore him, he went to call his boss next and explain to him he couldn't work for the next week until his glasses came.
could do some work for him.
doesn't want to bother him, this was just easier, and his boss agreed to it.
looked around and found an old dagger...
sighs and went to the living room again. Deciding to leave Den to his devices.
carefully picked it up to examine it more.
turns on the TV for noise.
smiles faintly. This use to be his favourite one... He wondered what else he had around here.
didn't have much else in there, everything else was in the attic and or basement.
would check those out later... He left the room after putting the dagger away.
sat there quietly, waiting he had no idea what was going to go on this next week, and what to expect.
hums. "I doubt ye even need me here."
shrugs. "why do y' say that?"
shrugs. "Ye don't have animals to feed. Work to do. Shit like that."
sighs quietly. "Cleanin up, makin food. I can't see at all."
nods. He guessed he didn't want the other cutting a finger off. "Ye could just get take out. And not clean."
looks toward him. "Y'er kiddin right?" He didn't like having a messy house.
chuckles and shrugs. "S'just a thought. I mean, how messy can it get if ye can't do shit?"
sighs. "Y'd be surprised." He didn't want to let the house not get cleaned.
rolls his eyes. "Ye could get a cleanin' lady."
"Don' trust humans." He already said that.
nods. He just thought he'd try again. "Heh, looks like ye really do need me~"
sighs and nods. "Sadly. Ja."
chuckles at that. "Ye should be grateful. Now, what to start with..."
sighs. "I 'm don' worry. 'Nd what do y' mean..?"
shrugs. "What do I do?"
shrugs. "Right now, I don' care.."
hums and shrugs. "I'm hungry."
"Then eat?"
nods and goes to the kitchen. "Ye want dinner or somethin'?"
shrugs. "Sure. 'nythin 's fine.." He had no right to be picky in this situation.
nods and starts looking around his kitchen. It was so... clean. And organized.
liked things clean. That and he had had a lot of time on his hands to keep it that way.
hummed as he cooked.
listened to him staying quiet.
liked having a large kitchen to cook in...
liked his kitchen... it was perfect to him.
thought it was pretty impressive... but he liked his more.
doesn't care, his kitchen was fine. B|
came back a while later. "Food~"
looked toward his voice. "Huh? Really?"
nods. "Mhmm. Want me to bring it out here?"
nods. "Ja, sure."
hums and brings out the food, putting it on the living room table.
breathes out quietly, he smelled the food, and it did smell good.
smirks. "Do ye need me to hand feed ye like a kid again~?"
frowns a little, he shook his head. "'M fine." He didn't want to feel completely useless.
nods and sat on the floor in front of the table before eating
shifts himself to the floor and sits down, he started to eat carefully, trying not to mess up.
smirks a bit. He continued to eat as he watched the other.
Berwald
was
careful, almost like a child eating by themself for the first time.
couldn't help but stare. He found it cute... and it totally reminded him of the past.
didn't notice this at all, he was just trying to eat.
stopped eating after a bit to just watch him.
didn't hear the other eating, so he slowly stopped. "What are y' doin...?"
smiles. "Nothin'. Just lookin' around yer house."
nods a little. "Ah.." He went back to eating.
smiles and just continued to watch him. He was rather adorable.
would disagree if he knew what the other was thinking.
knew so, which is why he didn't say anything.
finished eating, he set his fork down with a sigh and rubbed his eyes.
smiles a bit. "Done?"
nods at that. "Ja, I am." He didn't know why the other sounded so happy.
gets up and brings the plates to the kitchen, only realizing after he hadn't finished his food.
didn't realize he hadn't eaten obviously.. He was just confused with the happy Dane.
packs up his food for later and hums. "Ye want anythin' to drink now?"
nods a little. "Sure. Jus' a beer."
got two beer and brought them to the living room, opening one and handing it to him.
took it carefully, he brought it to his lips, a little slower than normal. He didn't want to knock it off his teeth or anything.
chuckles a bit. "It's kinda sad how useless ye are without glasses."
growls a little at him. "I wouldn' be like this if y' hadn' hurt me like that. "He said, that.. and he was trying to not embarrass himself.
felt that really get to him and frowned. He was glad the other couldn't see though... He just chuckled and turned to walk away. "Ja ja."
heard him walk away. "Where are y' goin?"
shrugs. "I'm gonna make some danishes. Gotta Dane this place up a bit."
sighs at that. "This 's not Danmark, remember? Y' can't 'Dane it up'."
shrugs. "I'll try~ And ye can't stop meee~"
rolls his eyes. "Ja ja.." He didn't make a move to stop the Dane.. Maybe.. he secretly missed his baking.
knew he did. Everyone loved his baking.
sighs and stands up, stepping around his couch and walking to the kitchen.
hummed as he mixed things together.
sat at the table listening to him quietly. "What kind are y' makin."
shrugs. "I was thinkin' of chocolate, strawberry or cherry. Which would ye like more?"
Berwald
thinks
that over. "Chocolate.. with strawberry." He didn't really care for cherries.
nods. "Sure." He liked baking, and it was fun trying to balance chocolate with strawberries.
smiles a little to himself, he was amazed the other was listening to him.
only listened to baking instructions. Other than that, the other could go shoot himself. Or something.
wasn't going to shoot himself. He leaned back in his chair with a sigh.
just focused on baking. It helped calm him...
just stayed where he was being sure to stay out of the way.
hummed as he worked, smirking a bit at the other watching him. "So, how well trained are yer other senses?"
tilted his head a little. "Jus' fine." He could tell exactly what Denmark was doing and where he was right now.