hears someone at the door and gets up and makes it to the top of the stairs. "Come in."
comes in, taking the soup to the kitchen and waving at her from the bottom of the stairs, "How're y'holding up?"
stays up there, she's too tired to go downstairs. "I-I'm fine. Why are you here?"
stays at the bottom, for now, "I heard you weren't fine... so I got worried and brought soup."
kinda leans against the railing since she's really weak. "From the heat.. I have a fever and I'm over heating. Thanks for bringing food but
I'm not keeping anything down very well right now."
nods, "Y'should rest," starting up the stairs to make sure she gets back to the bed
hines a bit. "Can you help me back to bed then?"
thought she could make it on her own, but reaches the top of the stairs and nods, "O-of course."
holds her arms out to him, expecting him to carry her.
blushes and picks her up, navigating to her room carefully; he hadn't been near it in years.
holds onto him, snuggling into the crook of his neck. "You're cold. I like it."
pretty hot, but smiles, leaning to set her down on the bed, "G-glad to help?"
lies down on the bed as soon as he puts her down. "You lie down and be my ice pack."
if she's just delirious or what, but doesn't refuse, crawling up next to her.
shakes her head. "No Aland! Your shirt blocks the cold. Take it off!"
blinks and flops over onto his back, unbuttoning his shirt at once, "A-alright," and dropping it off the side of the bed.
shifts over to him and snuggles into him, wrapping an arm around his torso. "So cold, what a good ice pack."
sure he's just being used, but she's so warm and he can pretend that this is genuine affection, wrapping his arms around her.
moves a bit so she gets most of her upper body on him, nuzzling under his chin. "Can you sit in the freezer and get colder? Pants off too."
balks a little, blushing even though he's sure that he'd dreamt of her demanding at least that second part, "B-but...I...////"
pouts. "I don't feel good, pleaseeee."
takes a deep breath and reaches past her to undo his pants, shimmying slowly out of them, hoping noone comes in and kills him.
whines. "Now get in the freezer!"
protests, "Th-then I'd have to go away... s'that okay?"
nods. "Then come get back!"
almost more nervous for running around Denmark's in his underwear, but pulls away to go get cold just to make her happy.
snuggles into her blankets, half asleep now.
comes back a few minutes later, shivering, "G-greenie...?"
looks up. "Aland! Are you cold now?"
's teeth chatter in response.
rejoins her, closing the door behind him this time, just so nobody peeks in and mauls him.
whines. "You're taking too long!"
in the bed! He wants to get under the covers, but knows she's warm enough that he'll be less cold in a minute.
flops onto him. "Ice pack!"
blushes hard, more because of the flopping than anything. She's lying *on top of him*...! ////
doing his best not to wish for more than this, for the other things she could do while lying *on top of him*...
snuggles into his neck, smiling against his skin. "Such a good ice pack."
having to chant a little mantra in his head to get the thoughts away, reminding himself that she hasn't even kissed him...
wiggles a bit, trying to get more comfortable.
wraps his arms around her loosely, so maybe he can run away if the need presents itself. The urge. The inappropriate thing.
hooks her leg around his waist and snuggles more, like he's just a giant ice pack body pillow.
can't escape now ;w; and the thoughts are more prevalent than ever...
tilts his head back a little since she keeps going for his neck, struggling with his almost-arousal and trying to kill it mentally. ;w;
nuzzles more. "You're getting warm again.."
protests, "'Cause you're so hot...///" He thinks that running away to the cold place might be good for making himself flaccid again, though.
just keeps snuggling, shifting her leg a bit lower. "Don't move, I'm comfortable."
if she's ignoring him being harder with each passing minute, or simply doesn't notice. Or doesn't care?
very much sleepily oblivious and moves her leg off him, so it looks like he's just holding onto her.
distressed by her falling asleep ontop of him while he's in this state, but bites his tongue and pets her hair.
knocks on the bedroom door before opening it with a Swedish herbal cold medicine in hand. "Greenie..? I he'rd y' w're sick So I br'g-"
He noticed Aland with Greenie "T'rsten...?"
flashes a helpless look at Pappa. ;w;
something COMPLETELY different is going on. He walked over to him completely speechless.
half asleep. "Uncle Sweden? Help me!"
still wearing his underwear and Greenie's not naked, Pappa shouldn't get the wrong idea. But he hopes she isn't wanting help to get away...!
's shirt has gotten all ruffled and pulled around. So it's revealing spots. "Helppppp me."
still wants to know what she wants help with ;;
blinks completely amazed "Greenie..? Are y' alr'ght..?" He had almost dropped the medicine.
shakes her head. "Him, get him off."
grabs Aland's arm jerking him up and away from Greenie glaring a bit at his son.
blushes and feels wholly like he's gotten the short end of the stick, leaning down to pick up his clothes and furrowing his brows.
pouts. "He's not cold enough now."
blinks. Then turns to Pappa and tugs *him* out of the room with him, "Just a sec."
follows him out of the door shutting it and crossing his arms. He gave a stern look "Wh't w're y' doin in th're T'rsten?"
tugs him downstairs, too, "I was cold and she wanted to snuggle with me, 'cause she's all fevery... I didn't ask for it, Pappa..."
sighs looking at him "Y' know how l'cky y' are th't it was me th't w'lked in 'nd not Den, or Norge, ja?" He was still disappointed with him.
frowns, "I'm lucky... but they both gave me their good graces," he's more concerned with keeping Greenie happy, especially if it's this...
shakes his head "Th't do'sn't matt'r. If th'y f'und y' in bed w'th Greenie. W'th b'rely 'ny clothes on.. Th'y w'uld've killed y'. "
knows that, that's why he closed the door... "Gh. But she's really warm, I can't just leave her there..."
shakes his head "Th'n get her cold cloths for her he'd." he let out a sigh "I th'ught.. Y' had s'me comm'n sense.." He wasn't trying to be_
rude but he was slightly disappointed with his son.
doesn't feel bad about it because he didn't do anything wrong. ;w; But just nods along to Pappa, he doesn't like the way he's lecturing...
sighs and rubs his temples "Y' j'st.. Need to be m're c'reful 'bout th'ngs th't y' do. Y' got to th'nk. 'Nd not j'st act."
knows that, "I wasn't going to do anything, Pappa...we aren't at that stage, yet." as much as the area below his waistline wished they were.
runs a hand through his own hair quietly "I sh'uld hope not..." He groaned a bit inwardly at his son "Y' pr'mise y' wont fr'ce Greenie, ja?"
nods vigorously and heads for the freezer to cool off again.
looks at him "Cl'thes y'ung man."