didn't know he was travelling again...

isn't.

frowns. "What happened?"

shrugs. "You tell me. Oh! No, don't, because you never tell me anything." says emotionless, and keeps packing.

sighs. "Wait." he grabs his arms, holding his wrists. "Sorry... I was about to tell you."

"Too late, I think..." pulls his wrists from his hands and turns around to keep packing.

frowns. "Listen, Norge, please..." he sighs. "I... My economy broke, I was hoping you'd never know but... you found out." he groans. "Listen

I told the others because I really don't care if they stop talking to me or whatever but.. shit, Norge, I can't keep our expenses and I_

won't be surprised if you leave me for this..." he gulps. "Guess I even deserve it."

looks at him. "It's funny, isn't it? I'm the one who's most interested in your life, and the lat to know about important things." shrugs.

"And, seriously, if you think something like this would make me want to leave you, then you better search for a better excuse to break_

us up. I've always known you are a loser, and married you anyway, I keep up with you offering yourself around, and I ignore all your flaws,_

and believe me Den..." looks at him. "...you have lots. Still, I'm here, and I wasn't about to go anywhere, but if you insist..."

grabs him by his waist, holding him tight on his lap. "Don't go..." he sighs, looking at him. "Forgive... forgive this last flaw?" he makes_

a face, feeling truly shitty now.

doesn't leave his lap, but shakes his head. "No. No forgiveness this time. If you don't think this shit is serious enough to tell me,_

it makes me wonder what other things you could be hiding." looks away. "I thought we had agreed to tell each other everything, still, once_

again, you can't keep your promises." looks at him, and kisses his cheek. "I won't leave you if you don't want me to. But I'll be going_

back to Oslo, and if you want us to be together, you'll come with me."

nods repeatedly. "Yes! Yes, I will." he blinks. "I go now, but, fuck, Norway... Actually, shit was serious, yeah, and I didn't tell Greenie_

either... okay, I was an idiot, there is my excuse." he sighs lamely, still holding him tight.

rolls his eyes. "This is no excuse. You were born an idiot."

him a loopsided smile. "It's the only one I have..."

pulls his hair. "Let me go."

does it almost instantly, biting his lower lip.

turns his back to him and keeps packing.

keeps his head down, waiting for orders.

looks at him. "What?"

fidgets. "S-so... I am going with..to, erm, to Oslo, yeah?" he says, shaking his head.

stares.

blinks, and quickly stands up. "Got it, I'm going!" he adds rushedly, dashing to pack.

what is his problem lately.

comes back with his bags a bit later. "I'm here... ready." he announces, biting his lower lip.

looks at him, sitting on his bags, reading a book about physics. "Do you really wanna do this?"

doesn't answer at first, taking a while before he answers. "I... you said if I wanted to be with you I'd go with you to Oslo." he mutters.

sighs and looks away. "Would you rather spend some time in Stockholm?"

makes a disgusted face. "Fuck no..." he shakes his head. "Unless it was to destroy it completely, then I'd avoid Oslo." he smiles a bit.

"Please, Danmark... Niels, be sincere now." is concentrated on a spider web on the wall. He should have cleaned it...

sighs, sitting in front of him. "I mean it. Every word." he sighs. "I like him, yes, but it's not how I like you, Norway... It won't be."

chuckles bitterly. "To think I'm not surprised... and you made a mess when I said the same about Niko." frowns.

gulps. "Yeah..." he inhales. "Don't you think I feel bad enough already?"

shrugs. "Don't know." says looking down.

cups his face. "I do." he sighs. "I feel much worse than you think, because... maybe I care more than I pretend." he looks at him. "Sorry,_

I mean it." he whispers, moving his face close, as if asking permission to kiss him.

pulls back. "Don't touch me like this anymore."

raises both eyebrows. "What?" he says, almost angry, shocked.

"I'm hurt, and pissed. I don't want to be with you if I'm not the only one. I'm evil, bitchy and possessive, and you know it." looks at him_

and stands up. "Sorry, I feel like the real brainless one now."

sighs. "And you know what's worse?" he grits his teeth. "Yea,h you're the only one. Because as much as I act like a damn whore, I don't get_

a dime." he frowns. "Yeah... Who would be the other? Name one nation that doesn't find me disgusting enough, besides you..." he sighs. "I_

almost wish I had another one, then I'd have an argument, but not even this I get.. guess I own even this, but oops, I've reached debt_

limit." he looks at him. "What now? At least your people don't criiticize you daily." he chuckles.

"Oh, so you know you act like a whore? Good, one less thing I'll have to warn you about." sighs. "Touch Berwald properly and the_

ugly crying baby will be in your arms in a second. Then you'll get some, and... lose some." shrugs.

groans. "Stop it! Why are you so obssessed? We.. we don't want each other this way." he grabs his own hair. "He'd never jump in my arms,_

idiot... He thinks too much about Tino. And if he did, I'd be far more worried about you finding out - but okay, I give up." he raises both_

arms. "I won't insist this time... I don't have more arguments, I'm an idiot, I'm a loser, I'm a whore, and you're the only decent here."_

looks up at it. "Is that what you wanted to hear? There."

frowns. "I'm far from decent. But I thought all the others things were already implied." picks up his bag. "I don't know how, or why, but_

I love you, and I guess I'm too worried you'll hurt me. Yes, I'm selfish. I don't even know why YOU like me." shakes his head. "I'll talk_

to Jens to see if there's something we can do about you. Come on, or else we'll get there too late."

sighs, grabbing his bags. "Thanks.." he breaths out, lowering his voice. "I...Don't ask me why I love you, I just got caught in whatever you

did." he chuckles. "Sorcery.. but you tied me good." he smiles, taking his bags. "Come on..." he hums.

stops in front of him and pecks his lips. "So... Sweden's only allowed to visit if Bul is there, when I'm not, just sayin'." turns around.

smiles widely. "You're the best." he hums, but his hands are too busy holding their bags. "Will we go by ferry, plane, what?"

"Ferry takes too long andIgetseasick." blushes. "I think plane is okay."

nods. "Aw...I was hoping for the first, because it takes long.." he smiles, nudging him. "Then hurry, I'll let you drive!"

raises both eyebrows. "Really?"

nods. "Yeah... consider it a little...gift?" he licks his own lips. "Yeah, some bit of love, whores can love too." he pouts, then grins._

"And stop staring at the spider like it's about to die! Dude... you've been watching too much tv." he pokes him. "C'mon, not like the spider

chat with you or steal your soul, so move!"

frowns. "It's not that. I thought I had cleaned that." walks towards the door. "I was wondering, if you're a whore..." smirks.

raises one eyebrow. "Don't tell me this is your new kink?" he chuckles, walking after him. "What is it that you're wondering?"

keeps smirking. "I'll let you know when the time comes."

doesn't like the sound of this one bit, but nods and shrugs, walking after him to the car.