Norway x Reader: Norgay

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  (Y/n)'s P.O.V

       'Okay I'm all ready, let's go over the list to make sure I get all we need. Milk, laundry detergent, fabric softener, bread-' I thought, looking through the list of things I need to get on this shopping trip. I've learned over time it's not a good idea to let Matthias go shopping, and most of the guys just feel weird about going shopping when there is my feminine products on the list. Other then Tino, he doesn't care, so we share the responsibility of shopping. "Oh (Y/n) are you going shopping?" Lukas asked, walking into the kitchen. I nodded my head, not tearing my eyes from the list. "Well make sure you get butter." Lukas said, grabbing the last stick of butter from the box, making sure to throw the box away. The last time he didn't, which he claims that he had forgotten, I had gotten all over him and told him to straighten his act up. Yeah let's just say that I had been having a bad day.

     "Mmhmm, yeah, okay Norgay." I said, preoccupied with writing butter on the list. "What?" Lukas asked, setting the stick of butter down on the counter. "What?" I asked, looking up from the list and raising an eyebrow. "What did you call me?" Lukas asked, a blank look on his face. "What Norgay? Yeah everyone calls you that, even Emil." I said. Lukas looked angry for a second, but then it faded away into his normal expression. "Why do they call me... that?" Lukas asked. "Oh well that's easy. Everyone expects that you're gay. So we call you Norgay instead of Norway. Some of us even bet on who you're gay for. Emil and I bet it's Matthias. While Matthias bets it's Berwald. We're not to sure what Tino and Berwald think though. *giggle* And Peter bets you're gay for Emil. But I told Peter there's no way you're gay for Emil, you may be gay but you're not into incest." I explained. Lukas' face turned red, and he had a dumbfounded look on his face. "I-I'm not gay." Lukas stuttered out. "Oh yeah and you're going to be straight. What do you love me or something?" I joked, but hoped he would say yes. Even though I  bet on him being gay I hope I'm wrong. Simply because I fell in love with the Norwegian male myself.

   Narrator's P.O.V thing

       Lukas didn't utter a word he just slung (Y/n) over his shoulder and walked off, although it would seem that he was making his way to his bedroom. Poor (Y/n) was so confused, she just didn't understand what was happening.

   Lukas' thoughts: 'I'll show (Y/n) how straight I am.'

          [Extended ending]

  Emil's P.O.V

   "OH~ Right there! Right there Lukas!" I felt my eyes widen as I walked by Lukas' room to here that, or those sentences. 'What? No. No they can't be. But maybe they are. *shiver* But if they are I don't want to know.' I thought, staring at my older brother's door in horror. But being the idiot I am I stealthily and quietly opened the door a crack. What I saw was absolutely horrifying. I quickly and just as quietly shut the door and then quickly proceeded to my room, where I would probably end up vomiting out the window. I will never be able to get that image out of my head. The image of Lukas and (Y/n) fucking.


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   Yeah so that has happened. And now I guess you can see now how dirty minded I can be. *wink wink* ANyways. Se du senere kjærlighet! -Rosa (Amestris)


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