DenmarkxReader: Jelousy

    Gently gripping the pendant he gave you close to your chest,  you let out a little cry of dismay. Your best friend Denmark had been blowing you off again. You knew he was stubborn on a normal basis but this was probably the third time this week. If he didn't want to go somewhere,  he could just say so.

  Pulling a few strands of (h/c) hair behind your ear you pulled your phone out of your pocket,'Hey Den...You ditched again. You okay?' You tried hitting the send button but added quickly before,'If you don't answer, don't bother calling me later.'

  For a few minutes, you sat there starring at the screen holding your message before hitting 'send'. Sitting there for a few minutes,  you thought about what he might be up to.

  Maybe he and Norway had been hanging out. Then you think against it. Norway would've obviously ditched eventually. Iceland was in China right now. Finland or Sweden?  You shuddered thinking about Sweden's cold personality and poor innocent Fin and decided they were off doing something by themselves.

  The phone went off in your lap and upon reading his reply, you felt your face go completely pale,'Sorry _______, I've been hanging out with my new girlfriend lately. She keeps saying these are the only time she can meet.'

  'Sorry then to have bothered you,  jerk.' Quickly sending the message, you noticed it was a bit cruel of you to have written, but wasn't it just kind of funny that it's only when you two were supposed to hang out?

  And again, Denmark is fun to be around be he is stubborn has sin. You doubted that this relationship was going to go very far let alone last very long.

  Plus, why did you care so much? Because you loved your Danish bestie and held jealousy towards any girl who could call herself his girlfriend.

  The phone went off once more and you quickly read the message,'Someone sounds a bit jealous.' You pouted a bit and threw the phone across the room, not even caring if it broke.

  After a few minutes, it buzzed again and you went over to scoop it up off the floor,'Look, I'm sorry about that, but she's my girlfriend and I made a commitment ________.'

  Quickly you typed him right back,'Shut up Denmark. Even when I was dating someone, I found time to hang out with you. Text me back. See if I care! You'll only be talking to an empty phone.' You sent the message off with an angry growl.

  You threw the phone to the ground again, this time breaking it in anger.  Now you made your way back to your couch slowly, almost like an out of body experience,'He ditched me...for another girl...even when I...' 

  Throwing yourself on the couch, you pulled a pillow over your head and laid down on the cream-colored sofa,'I can't believe you you stubborn idiot.'

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  "Hey ________! Open up!" The wooden door was being struck with a worried fist.

  Somehow, you ended drifting off a bit, falling asleep on the couch. Opening your (e/c) eyes gently and pulling the messy (h/c) strands of hair out of your face, you peer over to see the clock and shot up shot up.

  'I sent that message to him 8 hours ago!' Quickly, you rushed to the door to see a worried Dane and a smug looking stranger.

  Quickly, you felt a pair of arms around you,"Man! I was so worried when you didn't answer! I called your house like 20 times."

  "22 times honey," The girl beside him said with bitter green eyes.

  He shushed her up a bit,"Whatever. I've been so worried. Oh, and this is my girlfriend. Christina, this is my friend _____."

  You two shook each other's hand but her grip was tight and left a white mark on your hand,"Pleasure. Now come on Denny! We're gunna miss the movie!"

  Her voice held bitterness and whining but he ignored it,"Okay then. See you later ______."

  He walked away from the door but Christina stood at the door,"Now look ______, stay away from my Denny. It's so obvious that you like him. He's mine okay?"

  She ran after him, calling his name and you stood at the door in utter shock. You felt tears streaming down your face. You balled up your hand into a fist,"Fine then! I DON'T WANT TO SEE EITHER OF YOU EVER AGAIN!!!"

  With that, you slammed the door behind you, letting yourself cry out,'Let them be happy together! Who cares!? Maybe they'll get married and have kids just like her!' Your thoughts were shrouded by utter spite and hatred. You could hear talking outside but the only think you could make out was muffled voices.

  'Oh Densen, forget about her,' you mocked in your head, knowing that was his usual formal name,'She was just a jealous brat!' Outside, it grew silent and you suddenly longed for a person to speak to.

  Quickly, you grabbed a sweatshirt and ran off into the cold summer's night. The only person you would believe to understand you now was Norway. Rushing to his home in the darkness, you hurry up the steps and knocked.

  The blond-haired Nordic answered and gave off a shocked expression in his dull blue eyes,"_______? It's late out. Why are you visiting?" He asked gently while allowing you to take a step inside.

  Upon hitting the light, he realized that you had been crying,"Denmark's girlfriend is a jerk Norway. She told me to stay away from him and claimed him as her own."

  He gently guided you to his living room sofa and sat next to you. Even though Norway was such a mysterious person who never seemed to show any emotions, he was a close friend. At least he cared enough to comfort you.

  "Denmark would pick up someone like that,"He said to himself before turning to you with an emotionless face,"Do you maybe want to make him worry?"

  Completely ignoring the face that Norway was coming up with a dark plot and just threw it out there in a monotone voice, you explain to him that you didn't want to bother him,"He's still my friend Nor. I don't want to get him all upset."

  "Okay then," He replied plainly back,"Feel free to stay for the night." With that, he left the room and kept you there alone.

  Too exhausted to do anything else, you just lay down on the couch and fell asleep.

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  Denmark found himself rushing over to Norway's home really late that night, ignoring the fact that he was only in sweatpants and a tee. Norway called to say he found you unconscious outside his home earlier.

  He was worried sick about you all night. After hearing you yelling, Christina tried convincing him that she was being mean to her and saying shit behind his back. But he knew, even if you were mad at him, you would never say anything behind his back. (I would normally add, 'he'd leave that to Norway,' but he has no clue Norway talks about him behind his back.)

  His blue eyes shone with worry, hoping that you were okay; that no one had hurt you. He made it up to Norway's doorsteps and knocked on the wooden door loudly,"Norway, let me in!"

  The emotionless nation answered the door and Denmark pushed past him to get inside,"Where's ________?!" He asked in an intense voice.

  "Wouldn't you rather wait-"

  "Nor, tell me where she is! I won't wait for anything if it has anything to do with her!" He cut Norway off with an intense reply.

  Norway sighed, knowing his will wouldn't bend. He brought you over to where you slept on his couch. Obviously, you were fine and Norway had set the whole thing up, going against what you said.

  "Is she hurt?" He asked, calming down now at the sight of your sleeping face,"She looks so...so perfect."

  "Why haven't you told her then?" He asked, void of emotions.

  "Nor, you know me better than anyone," He said, his assumption with his closest friend Norway mentioned,"You know why I can't tell her."

  "And why is that?"

  "She's my friend Nor. I like her alot, but I don't want to ruin what we have." He smiled a bit,"I want to keep those days where I'll make her smile with my charming personality and when I wake up hungover and she comes to take care of me."

  "I would only call that being self-absorbent and dependent," Norway said under his breath.

  "Besides, _______ probably hates me," He knelt beside you and pulled a few strands of (h/c) hair from your face to get a better view of it,"She probably doesn't want to talk to me. It was almost like she was-"

  His body stiffened a bit and he quickly pulled out his cell phone, reading through text messages. Norway watched from over his shoulder with a bit of curiosity in those dull eyes,"What is it?"

  Denmark stayed silent before suddenly yelling out,"12 minutes!

  Norway seemed a bit puzzled now, looking over his shoulder. Denmark noticed and held the phone up to his face to show the two messages he sent in a row to you earlier,"I sent the two messages twelve minutes apart. She only answered after the second on." He scratched his head a bit,"Don't tell me she really was jealous?"

  Norway shrugged, knowing your obvious feelings of resentment towards his (now ex) girlfriend. He stood up and left you both without another word.

  Denmark didn't seem to notice. He looked down at your face again and gently kissed your check,"_______, I'm really sorry. When you wake up, maybe I'll tell you." He slid his hand on top of yours and held your hand, his fingers held in between yours. 

  He laid his head gently beside your hands and shut his blue eyes.

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  You woke up the next morning with your head facing the couch cushion. Directing your attention to looking straight up to the ceiling, you sighed a bit with dismay. You went to sit yourself up a bit and rub your head but there was something gripping your right hand.

  Looking over in shock, you noticed Denmark's hand on top of your hand with his fingers in between yours. Your face grew darkly red in embarrassment,'How long has he been here?' you asked yourself before noticing his phone out. 

  You reached over with the other hand and grabbed it off of his lap and scrolled through his sent messages. Most of them were him asking about you after that bitter message you sent,'Look, I'm really sorry!' or 'Pick up the phone ______! I'm really starting to worry!' were common messages you found.

  You sat yourself up a bit and stained at him for a few moments with curious (e/c) eyes,'Denmark does care about me...I shouldn't have freaked out on him earlier and gotten myself so pissed off.'

  Spying a note beside Denmark, you curiously pulled it up into your view as well:
Denmark, 
My boss requested me earlier this morning do I have had to leave. If ________ would happen to awaken in my absence, please explain this to her. Also, explain that I had found her last night. Thank you.
Norway
Ps: There is no beer in my house so don't even bother.

  Denmark opened his eyes to see you staring into a piece of paper with a stern face. You knew that Norway had went behind your back and said something happened to you.

  Denmark's eyes lit up and he quickly grabbed hugged you. In this sudden shocking movement, you dropped Norway's note beside you,"_______! I was so worried when Norway called and said he found you unconscious!"

  Your face grew even darker than before,'H-he's hugging me...!? H-how many times have I imagined him....hugging me like this...!?' His warm embrace seemed so inviting, you couldn't speak. Heck, you could barely breath.

  "_______?" He asked with a worried tone in his voice,"Are you okay? What happened? Are you hurt? Did someone hurt you? Was it me? I'm sure it was me."

  He barely let you get a word in with all these questions. After a moment, you shot him a look from the corner of your eye. He apparently noticed a shut up,"Look, I'm fine. Norway lied to you. I came here to talk with someone after you left with..." Your heart filled up with pain once more.

  "I broke up with her. She told me you called her a bitch." You were wide eyed in shock,"I know you too well _______. You would never call anyone that. Unless you really meant it."

  "I-I didn't though. She told me that I should stay away from you and that you were hers!" You stammered back, surprised he would even side with you. But inside, you felt yourself smiling a bit.

  "I'm sorry I didn't see it sooner..." he added with a saddened tone before averting your gaze,"I guess I only thought I knew you better than anyone. I guess I was wrong."

  You cocked your head to the side,"But why would you go and think that? I only know that you can be stubborn and a pain in the ass." Pausing, you gave him a slightly worried look,"A-and you just said you knew I wouldn't call anyone anything without meaning! Don't say that because you do know me."

  Pausing again, you looked over shocked and confused now,"By the way," You started again,"How did you know that about me? How come you assume you know me so well?"

  He laughed a bit then looked over at you with caring blue eyes,"Because ________, I love you."

  Upon hearing that, you leaned closer to his face,"I love you too Den-" When he heard you repeat what he had just said, he pulled your face to his, not even caring about letting you finish and locking his lips sweetly with yours.

  'How many times have I dreamt this? How many times have I prayed for this?' You kept asking yourself but after a moment, you were assured that it was real and let yourself enjoy it before you had to break off for air.

  You looked over at him and smiled genuinely for the first time this week,"I'm really glad you came for me Denmark..." You said in a cutesy tone with a red face and a wide grin.

  He laughed a bit,"It's worth while. Especially seeing that cute smile of yours again."