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Close to you again [Denmark/Norway]
Title: Close to you again
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: Denmark/Norway
Rating: 0+
Length: 157 words
Summary: Late 20th century.
Other: Written for 3 sentence ficathon; prompt was "any fandom, any pairing - all over again". [Original post]
Slapping my headcanon all over this one. I usually prefer to go with a narrative in which Norway didn't pick up his personal relationship with Denmark until almost a hundred years after the dissolution of his union with Sweden. (He needed a break. They both did. All three of them, really.)
Close to you again
Perhaps he expected it to feel differently than it had before, but kissing him was the same as it always had been all those years ago - the only change was the way Denmark gasped in surprise, as he hadn't expected it; and then he yielded to Norway's mouth, and wrapped his arms around him, and that was all.
I need some time to myself, thanks, Norway had written to him when he was on his own once more, finally out from under Sweden's roof, a century after everything fell apart for the two of them; and Denmark had understood, and let him be, as if he knew that Norway would let him know when – or if – he was ready to once again take up what they'd had together.
After nearly two hundred years, kissing him still felt the same - but everything else wasn't the same, not in the least, and that made all the difference.
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: Denmark/Norway
Rating: 0+
Length: 157 words
Summary: Late 20th century.
Other: Written for 3 sentence ficathon; prompt was "any fandom, any pairing - all over again". [Original post]
Slapping my headcanon all over this one. I usually prefer to go with a narrative in which Norway didn't pick up his personal relationship with Denmark until almost a hundred years after the dissolution of his union with Sweden. (He needed a break. They both did. All three of them, really.)
Close to you again
Perhaps he expected it to feel differently than it had before, but kissing him was the same as it always had been all those years ago - the only change was the way Denmark gasped in surprise, as he hadn't expected it; and then he yielded to Norway's mouth, and wrapped his arms around him, and that was all.
I need some time to myself, thanks, Norway had written to him when he was on his own once more, finally out from under Sweden's roof, a century after everything fell apart for the two of them; and Denmark had understood, and let him be, as if he knew that Norway would let him know when – or if – he was ready to once again take up what they'd had together.
After nearly two hundred years, kissing him still felt the same - but everything else wasn't the same, not in the least, and that made all the difference.