if he's okay...? "Norja?" He tries, about to walk away from the other's office.

had just picked up his pen to doodle on one of the documents, though was effectively distracted by Finland's voice. ".. Jaaa?"

blinks, then sighs. "Oh, boy, you're drunk..." he shakes his head, then scrambles a bit. "No! Bad Norja, you can't doodle on the documents!" He tries taking the pen away from him.

tries to stifle his laughter, but fails miserably for once. "Neei..!" He protests to both statements, holding onto the pen.

shakes his head. "No! We're getting you home, shush!" he tries to grab the other by the shoulders, to carry him home.

lights up at that and stands up, a bit too fast as he loses his balance for a split second before supporting himself on the desk. "Ah, good, good. Work's.. really borin'."

wraps one arm around the other's waist. "Lean on me... Oh, dear, this is embarrassing." he whines a bit, guiding the other outside.

drapes an arm over Tino's shoulders, fingers clutching fabric when he realised that walking wasn't what he did best right now. He shivered lightly and chuckled, "Great, we should ice bathe.. Ja, c'mon!"

blinks. "Are you INSANE?!" he squeaks, shaking his head. "I'm taking you home.. Oh, boy." he carries the other out, smiling apologetically at Norja's coworkers.

frowns in dismay, resting his forehead against his shoulder. "Spoil sport.. Thought y'were the.. tough one." He was mostly referring to cold resistance. He glanced at a politician passing by and sent them _

a lazy smile, which seemed to worry the human greatly.

frowns. "When we're both sober we'll do all you want, but not now..." he whines. Why is he always the one taking care of the drunks?!

groans quietly, though gives up and nods pathetically. "Fine, fine... Promise?"

smiles widely. "Pinky promise!" He pokes the other's nose, carrying the other home as best as he could.

snorts quietly at the poke, smiling softly. He clings to him the entire way.

manages to carry him fine — god bless those wife carry competitions, and just stops at Norway's house, nudging him gently. "I'll need the keys..."

doesn't think the way of transport was entirely necessary, though he's not complaining. He fumbles for the keys, one arm around Tino still, then offers the ring of various keys.

groans, but manages to get the right key after a while, carrying Norway in and leaving him at the couch. "Sit here, ok?"

chuckles and nuzzles the the other's neck until he's let go of. He grimaces lightly and idly strokes a hand over a cushion. "Wh.. What for?"

just heads off to actually close the door and bring the other some water, flushing slightly at the unusual affection. "Drink it, ok?" he smiles a bit.

frowns and shakes his head, looking around. "I'd rad- rather have beer.. Do y'-" Something seemed to click as he observed the room he was in. He laughed lightly and started getting up, "My house.. right."

pushes him back, pouting. "Norja, the water..." He sighs. "You've drank enough!"

makes a displeased sound, hand automatically grabbing for something to regain his balance on when he's pushed, which ends up being the Finn's arm and he thus accidentally tugs him down with him.

hisses as the glass falls from his hand, splashing water on both of them and landing on the floor. Somehow, it doesn't break, but Tino does lose his balance and just crashes down on the couch on top of the_

other.

utters something between a laugh and a growl, not knowing what to think of being soaked at the moment. He gasps as the other falls on top of him and stares up at him with a mix of bewilderment and curiousity.

blinks down at him, huffing and pouting. "Norja... stop staring." he mumbles, unsure what is so curious about his own face at the moment.

's lips stretch to a smile and he starts laughing again over whatever he apparently finds extremely funny in this state, leaning slightly forward to rest his forehead against Tino's chest.

pats the other'shead softly. "Should I call Tanska?" He hums, as the Dane would know what to do better.

's laughter quiets after a while, and he considers the proposition before simply answering, "If y'want."

sighs, stepping back. "Then I will, I... I have no idea what to do." He sighs heavily, moving away from Norway.

hums drowsily, watching him idly and leaning back in the couch. "We could still ice bathe.. That's something to do." Apparently this idea still seemed brilliant to him.

blinks, then smiles softly. "What about this.. Go shower, you reek of alcohol, and rest." He hums, patting Norway's head. "I'll wait while you sober up."

quirks a brow and points a finger at him, "Alcohol 'n coffee. V-very.. very attractive scent, y'know." He shakes his head and stands up, pushing past him. "Nei, 'd still rather've that beer."

crosses his arms. "Not attractive to me." He simply watches the other. "I'm not holding your head if you vomit..."

pats his shoulder as he heads to the kitchen. "Takk for the offer."

groans, still walking after him with a small frown. "Norja, please..."

"Y'know y'don't have to s-stay." He slurred a bit, opening the fridge and cracking a can of Ringnes open. "'n if y'do, it's awfully sad to be the only one drinkin'.."

frowns heavily at him, but still reaches out and grabs a beer. "fine..." he whines, opening it for them. He'd indulge the Norwegian...

smiles once the other gives in, patting his back as he walks over to sit down in one of the chairs at the kitchen table. "Enjoy, I know I do."

sips the beer. "I'm not saying I don't! But... I mean.. " he gawks, pausing. "You're still drunk." Huffing next, the settles down on a chair nearby, twirling the bottle.

leans over the table, humming pleasantly as he drinks. He pauses to answer the Finn half-way through the bottle. "'s the meanin' of alcohol, Tino. You should.. know by now."