Denmark's POV
A week later
I feel terrible about what happened. I made Norge cry! Its my fault.
I'm a terrible person.
And its true. Even the people in my country hate me.
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"Hey Dane?" Norge said turning to face me after brewing his coffee.
"Yeah?"
"You know I love you right?"
"Yeah.." I looked down.
"Hey" he lifted my chin with his finger. "I mean it."
"I know" I smiled. He connected out lips.
"Good" He turned back to the coffee maker and poured his coffee. I turned to go upstairs when I heard a shatter and a groan. "D-Denmark!"
"Norge?" I turned back to him. "Is it time?"
"Yes!" He said and clutched onto his stomach. I picked him up bridal style and carried him to the car.
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DenNor (Hetalia)
FanfictionDenmark's life is going downward in many ways that can't be said. Can Norway fix that? Or will his happiness disappear?
