perfectly fine.

doubts. Remembers the time Icey was just a little baby, and still, managed to lock Denmark out the house.

Norway should shut up, he doesn't even like kids.

ALSO, remember the day Greenie was little, and had first discovered crayons, and paints, and Denmark woke up with glue on his hair...

*remembers

rolls his eyes and walks away. Asshole.

smirks. Is way more painless to face the whole situation like this.

sighs. "Dude... I don't want to talk to you, forget me." he mutters, tired.

shrugs. "I'm doing my best." is high on caffeine.

frowns. "No, you're not. It's the second time today you come after me."

"First time YOU were talking about ME." frowns

waves a hand. "You could've ignored..."

shrugs. "So could you." sips the rest of his coffee, ready to go get more.

sighs. "Norge, just... vanish from my sight before I break your face. I have a million reasons to do so."

stares, frowning. "Oh, now you're going to get violent? I'd like to hear your reasons..."

sighs. "Norway, please..." he tries to keep his cool, and he's too tired. "Out."

"Say it."

frowns. "No."

"Then I'll believe you have no reason, and was just being a jerk, as always." shrugs.

laughs. "Yeah... tell me one moment you're not bringing me down." he chuckles. "Find another hobby."

looks away. "I'm not always bringing you down, Danmark, stop it."

frowns. "Loser... whore...jerk.. idiot.." he numbers. "What are those?"

sighs. "Things I call you... because you are! You may not be a loser, but the rest..."

crosses his arms. "Yeah.... but you're also many things I don't say so." he keeps staring at him. "It hurts, y'know... hear it over and_

over." he looks away. "Especially when you're the only one..."

"I know I have my flaws." says quietly. "I tried to fix things, and... You were the only one able to handle those flaws." looks at him_

again. "Can't we, you know... stop fighting and... be on good terms?"

sighs. "I..." he looks away, then nods. "J-ja." he frowns a bit. "Yeah, I.. I handle them but.. sometimes you pass the check." smiles a bit.

nods. "Yeah... I know. Same for you." tries to smile but fails.

scratches his neck. "Yeah..." he sighs, not asking sorry because he has this feeling he'll only get bashed, and not hugging him, not to_

make things worse. So, he feels awkward.

"Sorry." says, not expecting to hear it from Denmark, he knows the nation is too proud to do so. Reaches out his hand, a bit scared he'll_

be left hanging, but does it anyway. He was kind of expecting a punch or something, but he can't ignore he still has feelings for the other.

stares at his hand, narrowing his eyes because he feels like Norway is just playing with his feeling, but gives a quick, cold shake.

stares at their hands, a bit too sad and pulls it back, looking at him again. "Now, seriously, how are you doing?"

shoves his hands into his pockets, looking at him. "I'm trying to privatize one of our train companies, listed for the navy, so I'm working_

there, I'm also playing on a pub, it's a good money... business from Skåne are good too, and been... yeah, okay. Recovering."

smiles a little, sincerely. "That's... really good." puts both hands inside his pockets, looking down, awkward. "Uh... so... you sound kind_

of busy but uh..." looks away. "Have time for a coffee or something?" shrugs. He doesn't want to be the bad ex.

checks his pocket watch. "Yeah, sure, if it's quick." he shrugs. "But I'll have to go in an hour, to get my paperwork done." points out.

nods, feeling extremely awkward. "Sure." turns around, entering the small cafe they're near.

follows, serious. He won't confess he still feels sad about thw whole deal, the 'loser' is still stuck on his throat and he is having quite_

the trouble with Greenie. Plus, he knows he is not to say a word about Sverige. He takes a table, nodding at the waitress and quickly_

picking a coffee.

picks a coffee too, sitting there and staring at the table. For the first time since the divorce, he feels like breaking down. "So... how's_

Greenland?"

nods. "She's... she's okay." mutters, voice lower than usual, and colder. "As she said, this isn't the first time it's only me and her, we_

survived, we can make it again..." smiles a bit.

"She hates me, right?" looks away, chuckling bitterly.

sighs. "She din't say anything..." he looks at him. "Just that it was okay that the marriage ended.. for me to say anything, if I ever_

felt bad... She didn't mention you."

nods. "I see." looks back down, hiding half of his face behind the bangs.

sighs. "Trini offered her help too... and Sverige." adds, looking away. "I'm okay, therefore so is she." he hums.

glares at the mention of Sverige. "Good for you. I've been spendig time with Niko. A lot. He's helping me to keep mind off things."

nods, looking at the window. "I'm glad his marriage with Tino is good..." he mutters, his voice above a whisper. "I'm jealous_

of him, to tell you the truth. How they get along so well... and he is a good husband, and he is a good wife." he closes his eyes. "And_

they don't even need sex to keep their marriage... perfect." he gulps. "I wish we could be like that... no fights, no divorce..."

rests his elbows on the table, resting his face on his hands, looking at his own lap, not daring to look up, not when he could feel his_

eye watering. "Y-you should find someone who deserves you, Danmark." his shoulders shake a little and his voices crackles. "I'm n-not_

that person. I left you when you needed me the most, because I thought it'd b-be better for you." takes a deep breath. "Y-you r-really_

deserve someone better." swallows. "I don't even know why we didn't work. I think we both got bored..."

*eyes

chuckles. "I didn't grew bored of you... I grew bored of the fights, the bashing... the distance." he hums, not looking at him. "Sverige.._

I just kept him around because he's family... maybe to see and learn if I could be to you.." he pauses, taking a deep breath. ".. what he_

to Tino. But my ecnomy broke... I'm a drunk, I'm sick for attention, and too proud for my own good." he grits his teeth. "I couldn't even_

keep you. Again." he grimaces. "And... I deserve someone better?" he feels his eyes watering.

nods. "Someone who won't always bring you down, or be distant, and who'll give you the attention you deserve." looks up at him with a small_

smile. "Don't ever think you're the one who lost something here. I am. I am the loser."

bites his lower lip and looks down, staying in silence. "Why... won't you be that person?" he frowns. "What did I do, Norway?" he narrows_

his eyes. "He's such a bastard, why only he can have his economy fine? A decent government, his shit works, why can't I have it? WAs I that_

much worse? He was just as bad." he slams his fist against the table, and his head falls down, soon he's sobbing, but he shouldn't cry.

frowns cofused. "Who are you talking about?" and feels even worse now, wiping his own face with the back of his hand, as he watches the_

other. "Danmark... I tried to be that person. But you were not happy, and I wasn not happy. We were driving each other crazy."

sighs, composing himself and drinking his coffee, rubbing his eyes. "Ignore my bullshit..." he smiles a bit, looking at him. "I... yeah, we_

were not happy, not even sex was working." he chuckles. "Maybe no even the kisses... and I should get over it, we both should." he almost_

laughs. "And I should learn hook up with random girls might work for a night or two... but it won't do good every night. Yeah." looks away.

chuckles. "You've been hooking up with GIRLS?" can't help it, he thinks it's funny. "You won't forget me like this. You have to find_

someone who can love you for everything you are. Not Niels, not Danmark, but everything that comes with it. The annoying laugh, the_

extremely loud tone of voice, the unpredictable actions, the warm hugs, the weird habits, the pride, everything. Not a random person who'll_

love to have sex with you for one night only. It'll distract you, but won't do you any good." says wiping the tears that insisted to fall.

smiles at him. "You really are cute..." he adds, looking away with cheeks red from shame. "T-tak, og...ad..." mutters, scratching his neck._

"I'll do it. But I don't see how it'll work, Norge." he smiles. "I don't get even how you fell for me." laughs a bit. "But okay, enough_

distractions... I've been so busy with Greenie, too, anyway." shrugs.

blushes and kind of hides his face behind the cup of coffee, sipping it. "I'mnotcute." mumbles. "I don't know how or when I fell for_

you..." he suddenly remembers them at the castle that night. "...but it happen, and I don't think it'll go away soon. I don't plan on_

finding a distraction of any kind, ever again." puts the mug down. "Is she behaving?"

chuckles. "Mostly. But sometimes, well, I'm not a mother figure, we argue and.... lort." he chuckles. "She is, I'm not." raises both arms._

"And understand as you want it, but all those girls were wearing purple, or blue dresses, or a hairpin." blushes heavily and laughs.

sighs. "You and Greenie are too similar..." takes his hand over the table, squeezing it a bit. "You're too unique, I can't someone that has_

any similarity to you to at least make my night funny." chuckles and stares at the blush. "It's cute when you blush." looks away.

chuckles. "You're not helping, Norway." he points out. "I have to work in half and hour, you're being too good, and you're shamelessly_

seducting me again." narrows his eyes, but is grinning by now. "You little bastard... naughty." he chuckles, squeezing his hand back.

blushes again, but smirks and decides to play along. "Am I?" leans a little towards him on the table. "Have you ever thought that maybe_

it's your own fault? Maybe you're the one making it difficult for me to keep myself behaving." shrugs.

leans closer. "Well, you're the one who came after he." he smirks. "Y'know I'm no good." winks.

keeps the smirk. "Tsc... such a bad guy. I think I fell into your trap, then..."

rolls his eyes. "Oh, corrupting such an angel..." narrows his eyes, finishing his coffee. "Haha, as if, Norway."

chuckles, but doesn't let go of his hand. "Seriously. You've got me." looks out the window.

sighs. "Norway, stop it... please." he looks at him. "I wish I didn't have to, but I have to forget you." he frowns. "You said it so you_

wanted what we had over." he sips his coffee. "Let go."

drops his hand and nods. "Ja." says simply. "Sorry."

smiles, then checks his pocket watch. "Fucking Loki, I'm late!" he gasps, kisses his cheek out of habit and grabs his back. "Bye, Nor!" he_

waves and dashes off. "Shit, she'll have my neck!" whines and runs.

nods and waves, putting a hand on his cheek, where he kissed him, smiling like a school girl... soon frowning and shaking his head. He had_

to stop these feelings, soon. He waits a little longer before he pays for the coffee and leaves, feeling like shit.