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Reader x Norway - Behind an Icy Heart

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Reader x Norway – Behind an Icy Heart

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Note:  Again please read description if you have not read the intro please :3
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“Vell (name), vhat do you vant to do?” Germany asked in a calm voice.

Your eyes scanned the room, looking at each of the nations who eagerly awaited your decision.  How could you choose one out of them all?  You loved them all and this made it even harder to decide.

However your thoughts were cut short when you felt an icy stare coming from the right side of the table.  You turned towards the gaze’s owner to find Norway looking at you. His icy blue eyes bored into you like they were trying to figure out something.  His stare sent a few chills down your spine and you cuddled further into the blanket Japan brought you.

But those eyes that were once staring at you quickly closed and he slightly turned to the side like he was embarressed.  Iceland was sitting to his right eating licorice while Denmark was to his left, glancing back and forth between you and Norway and a big grin made its way onto his face.

‘Uh oh, he’s planning something,’ you thought.

You stiffled a giggle and continued to look at him for a moment.  He was wearing his navy uniform with his navy hat.  His blonde hair was held up by his cross shaped pin to keep it out of his face while his arms were crossed in front of him.  There was a mug sitting a few inches away from his right arm and you guessed it was probably coffee.

You couldn’t read his expression, but before he turned away, you could slightly tell he had taken a small interest in you.  Truthfully, you liked the quiet and shy person he was, even though you couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

You once again began to scan the room, but after a few seconds of looking you heard choking sounds coming from the Nordic’s side of the table.  You turned your gaze once again in their direction to find Denmark being choked by Norway.  Denmark was half laughing, half gagging while Norway pulled tighter on his tie.

“C-C-Come on, Norge.  No use denying it, I think you l- GACK!”  voice cut short when Norway pulled on his tie again.

“Shut it, you stupid Dane,” Norway said with no emotion lacing his voice.

Your sudden laughter made their eyes look to you in slight confusion.  You couldn’t help it, they were just too funny.  

“S-Sorry, but Denamrk’s face was priceless,” you giggled out, causing Norway to slightly blush and look away.

He then let go of Denmark and sat back down.  Denmark then began rubbing his neck to make the pain go away, but soon looked up to Germany with a grin.

“She can stay with us Germany.  I think she will have fun with us around, and maybe even lighten up stiff Norge.”

Germany grunted and nodded his head in agreement.  

“Fine, but I hope nothing happens to her vhile she is zhere.  Especially since I know your drinking habits.”

“Don’t worry I promise not to do anything.  Besides if I did Norge here would probably choke me again,” he said with a laugh.

“Didn’t you forget to ask us how we feel about this?  We all live in the same house you know,”  Iceland spoke up and glared at him.

“I don’t think it will be a problem, besides we still have the guestroom she can use,” Finland stated happily.

Sweden grunted in agreement with Finland and nodded his head, but kept his eyes closed.

“Ha!  Three against two, so we win and she stays with us,” Denmark cheered and fist pumped in the air.

‘Don’t I have a say in this?’ you thought, but you remembered how stubborn the King of Northern Europe could be.

You tore your gaze from them to Norway who seemed to have been watching you again.  He again looked away and you smiled at his adorable behavior.

“Ok, since we vont get anzhing else done, this meeting is adjourned.  England, please vork on the spell to send (name) home.  If you don’t I vill send everyone over to make sure you do.”

England nodded in understanding and began to pack up his things to head out the door.  

You watched as each nation took their leave, some shaking your hand while some apologized on behalf of England.  You couldn’t believe you just met all the countries of Hetalia all at once.  You wished you could have had more time to talk to them, but you knew that they were all very busy.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard someone clear their throat from your right side.  You jumped a little and turned to see Norway standing there offering his hand to help you up.  You gladly took it a muttered a ‘thank you.’

“Let’s go,” was all he said as he led you outside to the car they all shared.  

It was a nice size van that could fit up to eight people, but as you got close to the car Denmark rushed forward in front of you.

You rolled his eyes at his hyper attitude and continued to let Norway help you into the car.  You sat in the very back, and, to your surprise, Norway sat with you while Finland and Sweden had the front and Iceland and Denmark got the middle.

You curled into the blanket to stay warm and were about to fall asleep when Norway tapped your shoulder and shook his head.

“Don’t sleep yet.  We still have to get on the plane to get back home.”

“Ok…” you mumbled and forced yourself to stay awake.

It only took about 20 minutes to reach the airport and another 30 minutes to get past security.  You got a few weird looks from the guards since you were still in your pajamas, but other than that nothing went wrong.  

You were now finally on the plane sitting in your seat while the Nordics put away their luggage.  You looked out the window towards the beautiful nighttime lights of the city.  They seemed to send you in a trance and you slowly began to succumb to your growing exhaustion.  You didn’t even notice that Norway had chosen to sit by you instead of Iceland, who was complaining about Denmark being loud and noisy.

The last thing you felt before you fell asleep was an arm pulling you away from the window, and a soft warmth hitting your cheek as it landed on what felt like a shoulder.

----------Norway’s POV-----------------------

I pulled (Name) away from the window, knowing that by the end of the four-hour flight her neck would be stiff, and let her use my shoulder to sleep on.  She cuddled up to me seeking warmth and lightly grabbed my left arm with her own.  I let a small blush escape me, but only for a second before I willed it away.

Why was I attracted to her like this?  Out of all the people in this world, well more like universe, did it have to be her, who didn’t even exist in our world?

I shook my head and focused my attention back to the book I had brought with me on Norse mythology.  Although, it didn’t drown out the annoying conversation Denmark was having with my little brother.

It went on like this for 3 hours.  (Name) would shift from time to time and mutter things in her sleep.  I found it quite entertaining and adorable, though I made sure not to show it because if that stupid Dane saw it there would be no end to his annoyance.

“Aww~ I wish I had my camera with me.  You guys look so cute together!” Denmark teased rather loudly from the seat in front of me.

“Would you be quite?  (Name)’s sleeping,” glaring up at him from my book, though my eyes were probably still emotionless.

“She’s cute when she’s sleeping,” Finland said from behind me, and I could tell he had a smile on his face.

“That reminds me, why are you so close to her anyway?  You usually don’t want anything to do with strangers and yet ever since we met her you want to be next to her,” my little brother asked.

“Are you jealous, ‘lille bror?’” I asked.

“Stop calling me that! And no I’m not jealous!” He then turned back around and sat in his seat, mumbling angrily to himself.

I was going to say something else, but (Name) began to stir slightly.  I then glared up at Denmark, giving him the ‘back off or else I’ll choke you’ look.  He put his hands up in defense and quickly sat back down in his seat.

The rest of the flight went without much else happening.  Once we landed in the airport, I picked (Name) up and carried her off the plane towards the awaiting vehicle while asking Sweden if he could get my things.  It was only a short drive to our house, well more like mansion, and once we got there I brought (Name) upstairs to the guest room.

I opened the door and made my way over to the bed that was embroidered with each of our flags, and gently set her down onto the mattress.  I brought the covers over her sleeping form and was about t head towards my room when I glanced at her face.  It looked so peaceful and calm.

I let a small smile escape my lips and stroked her silky hair a few times before finally telling myself I should probably leave before that stupid Dane shows up.  I made sure to lock the door so that she wouldn’t be disturbed, but not before whispering something to her though she couldn’t hear it.

“God natt, min skjulte skatt.”

I then headed to bed with another small blush on my face at what I had just said.  

‘Why do I feel this way when I only just you, (Name)?’  was my last thought that night.

--------------------------Time Skip (7 months)---------------------------

Seven months had already gone by, and not one of the days you spent with the Nordics was boring.  They always made sure you had something to do and would help you out when you needed it.  The weather was nice most of the time, but it took you a couple months to get used to the colder climate.  

Although, when it came to understanding what they were saying, that became a small pain.  They would sometimes argue in their native languages and you would just sit there listening to the random words come out of their mouths.  They all tried to teach you some of their language, but to learn 5 different languages at once was an overload to your brain.

Even though you couldn’t understand them, you became friends with each of them over time; some more quickly than others.  Finland was the first you became friends with.  He helped you learn your way around the house and was always cheerful and friendly with you.  Next was Denmark, who seemed to have taking a liking to you and would always tell you stories of how he became King of Northern Europe.  Then came Sweden then Iceland, and finally Norway.

You had taken a liking to Norway the most and would sometimes follow him around the house.  He had a mysterious aura around him that you found interesting, and you also were intrigued when he would talk to his fairy friends, though you couldn’t see them.  Over time you found that you had slowly developed feelings for the quiet man, more than friends way.  Though, you couldn’t tell if he felt the same way cause he never sowed any real emotion, so you chose to stay silent.

Right now, it was the middle of winter and fresh fallen snow covered the landscape for miles.  The trees were bare and there wasn’t a leaf in sight amount the various branches.  The lake behind their mansion was completely frozen over and gave off a very beautiful turquoise tint even though the sun was hidden behind a thin layer of clouds.

It was a good 6 inches deep at the moment, but you had all decided to go on a small picnic.  They had told you they needed a break from politics, but you had your suspicions.  They had known that England couldn't recreate the spell, and that you were hurting on the inside.  You knew this was their way of trying to cheer you up and it warmed your heart.

You had cried the night England had called, but all five of the Nordics were there to comfort you.  Lukas had brought you into a comforting hug while you cried into his chest, letting all your sadness spill forth as the others gathered around you to whisper warm words to calm you down.  They told you that you could live with them as long as you wanted to which you were grateful. You didn't let it bring you down for long and you started to move forward.  

But your heart still hurt even now.

You ran outside with Matthias on your tail as you both raced towards the designated picnic spot.  

“I’m gonna win!” you shouted.

“Oh no your not!  No one can beat the King!”  Matthias called from close behind you and suddenly bolted past you.

“Hey that’s not fair!” and you gave chase, leaving Tino, Berwald, and Lukas behind.

Unknown to you, Lukas was watching after you with jealous eyes.  He had feelings for you since the first week you began living with them, but kept quiet.  He knew if he told anyone they would try to help or wouldn’t keep their mouths shut, especially Matthias.

You finally got to the picnic spot about 5 yards away from the frozen lake and you were panting heavily.

“Woot! The King has won again!” Matthias boasted while fist pumping the air.

You rolled your eyes and fell backwards into the snow, letting the cold take over to cool your now overheated body.  Your breath was visible with each breath you took.  Soon more footsteps began to come closer and you opened your eyes to see Lukas standing over with a stoic expression.

“Come and help us set this up,” was all he said before heading over to the others.

You got up and helped the others set up the blanket, food, and drinks.  You hugged Tino saying thank you for making your favorite sandwich, and began to dig in.  Matthias flicked a grape at Lukas, which then resulted in him getting choked with his tie.  You laughed at this and continued to eat.

After you were all done, everyone began to clean up, but you had made your way to the lake’s edge alone.  You put your hand onto the ice and it felt really thick, so you began to slowly inch out onto it.  It was very slippery, but at least your shoes had some traction.

You wished you had brought your ice skates with you but you didn’t cause Matthias had literally pulled you out of bed and out the door as fast as he could.  After about 2 minutes of walking on the ice, a shout caught your attention.

“(Name)! Get off the ice!” Tino yelled in both fear and shock from the edge of the lake.

You looked up at him and saw you were far from the shore then looked at your feet.  Cracks were beginning to form beneath your feet with every shift of your weight.  You had gone too far out onto the ice where the ice began to thin.  You began to panic and tremble, while fear overtook your mind making it impossible to will yourself to move towards the others.

Taking a deep breath, you willed yourself to slowly inch towards everyone.  However, you only got a foot closer to them before you heard a loud ‘Crack,’ and you fell through the ice.  The last thing you saw before you went under was Lukas running onto the ice towards you.

The water was beyond freezing, and it quickly became too hard to move your arms to try to swim up.  The heavy jacket you were wearing got heavier and heavier and began to pull you further under the ice.  Your lungs screamed in pain from the lack of oxygen, but all you breathed in was lungful of icy water.  As you vision began to go black, you saw a figure swimming towards you.  The last thing you saw was Lukas’ face before you finally closed you eyes.  You began falling, falling into darkness.

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You felt yourself floating in darkness for what felt like forever.  Your ears hummed loudly drowning out any other noise.  Soon though, you began to feel pressure being applied to your chest and another small pressure on your nose and chin.  The humming in your ears becoming ever so distant as another noise began to fill them.

“Våkne opp!  Vær våkne opp!!” the voice called out desperately.

Something soft pressed against your lips and soon air flooded into your aching lungs.  You squinted your closed eyes and began to violently cough up the water that had been trapped.

After a few moments, you opened your eyes to see Lukas hovering over you with the others behind him.  Tino and Berwald had blankets in their arms while Matthias and Emil were looking at you with relieved faces.

You brought your eyes back to Lukas and noticed they were filled with worry, concern, and relief.  He was also soaked to bone and his hair was in disarray.  His eyes looked like they had tears in them, but you couldn’t tell if they were from the water or if they were real.

“L-Lukas?  A-Are you…alright?” you managed to choke out despite the pain.

In answer, he pulled you into a bone-crushing hug and buried his face into your neck.  

“Ja, and I should be the one asking you that.”

You were shocked by his sudden action, but weakly put your arms around him.  After a few moments of trying to calm him down he pulled away and motioned for the blankets Tino and Berwald held.  They handed them over and Lukas began to bundle you up first in them tightly and then himself.  

He then lifted you up bridal style and began to walk back to the house with the others in tow.  You must have fallen asleep because you couldn’t remember anything until you woke up later in your bedroom.

Your eyes were blurry and you had to blink a few times to get them to clear up.  You took in your surroundings and felt yourself underneath the covers of the bed.  A squeeze on your hand brought your gaze to your right and noticed Lukas sitting in chair looking at you with a worried expression.  Tino, Berwald, Matthias, and Emil were standing behind him.

“(Name), you’re finally awake.  I’m so happy.” Tino said happily and came over to give you a hug.

Berwald came over to you and ruffled your hair, “ At least y’r s’fe.”

“You almost gave us a heart attack, but, yeah, at least you’re ok,” Emil said, but he whispered the last part.

“Yup, at least your safe and sound now.  If it were me I would have just burst back up through the water with my amazing swimming skills,” Matthias said, but that earned him a smack in the head from Emil and Lukas.

You felt small tears form in your eyes and looked down, trying to find words to say to them.

“I-I’m sorry.  I’m so sorry I made you all worry.  I should have been paying attention, and I-”

You were cut off by Lukas bringing you into another hug, which you slowly returned.  He seemed to be shaking slightly, and his breathing was a bit ragged.

“Don’t ever do something like that again, (Name). You have no idea how worried you made everyone,” he whispered into your ear.

Your eyes widened but you nodded your head.  He suddenly pulled away and looked straight into your eyes with an emotion you couldn’t read.  He looked to the others and they seemed to understand and left the room.  

A quiet silence fell upon the room as you looked down again, waiting for him to scold you for being careless.  It never came though as you felt a hand cup your cheek and make you look up to face Lukas.

He gazed into your eyes like he was trying to find something, but sighed and brought his forehead to yours.  This caused you to blush and look to the side.

“Please look at me (Name).”

You obeyed and looked at him, into the deep blue eyes that seemed to send you into a trance.  After a few moments, he seemed to find his voice again and said something that made your heart soar.

“Jeg elsker deg (Name).  Promise me you wont do something that careless again.  I don’t know what I would do if I had lost you.”

Your eyes widened again as you processed what he just said.  A smile made its way onto your lips and you threw your arms around his neck.  

“I-I love you too, Lukas.  I have for a while, but I didn’t know if you felt the same.”

He tightened his arms around you and pulled away to look at you.  You noticed a smile on his lips, the first smile you had seen since you met him.  His voice cut through your thoughts.

“You have no idea how long I have wanted to do this (Name).”

And with that, his lips came crashing onto your own in a loving, passionate kiss.  It was better than you had dreamed it would be, and you could truly feel that he had wanted to do this for a while.  It was like he needed it.  You closed your eyes and let yourself melt into the kiss as your hands fiddled with his blonde locks while his moved from your cheeks to your waist.

FLASH

A bright light filled the room for a split second causing both of you to pull apart, followed by a giggling Dane with a camera in his hands in the doorway.

“Haha!  Didn’t forget my camera this time, and Norge is going to get laid tonight!”  Matthias half shouted, probably so that everyone would hear him.

Lukas’ eyes turned towards the Dane and held a fire so intense you had to look away.  You had never seen him angry before since he never showed any emotion.  Matthias saw his eyes and began to cower back in fear with his hands up.

“Aww, come on Norge.  We all know you like her.”

“You have 10 seconds to give me that camera and run, before I take that tie of yours and choke you so hard you wont wake up for a week.” Lukas threatened in a deadly tone.

Matthias didn’t need a reminder and took off down the hall, but kept the camera, laughing all the way at his picture success.

Lukas began to get up, but you pulled him back down into another hug.

“Ignore him for now, please?  Then you can chase him later till your hearts content.”  You mumbled against his chest.

Another smile made its way across his mouth as he lay down with you in the bed.  

“Only for you, min alt.”

You both cuddled for the rest of the night as Matthias drunken cheers of success filled the mansion.  Maybe this near death experience wasn’t too bad since it finally brought Lukas’ and your feelings to light.  




The End~

Translations:

God natt, min skjulte skatt = good night, my hidden treasure
Lille bror = little brother
Våkne opp = wake up
Vær våkne opp = please wake up
Jeg elsker deg = I love you
Min alt = my everything
Finally got this done. I had so many ideas for Lukas, but did this one though I'm a little uncertain how it came out. It was also a little longer since there were more people to write about so I hope I got their characters right. I hope you guys like it :) Now I'm off to bed lol stayed up late to submit this X3
Also, I added a small quote from one of my favorite video game series. If you can find it I will love you forever X3

Hetalia belongs to Himaruya
Story belongs to me

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HeleneFurulund's avatar

In norwegian little brother is one word; lillebror, not two. Also, you almost got "please" right, however you missed one word in the sentence. It's actually written "vær så snill". Other than that, the translations were pretty accurate. I love this story so much!