For Lookscold: Learning Experience #01 :｡･:*:･ﾟ'☆
(OOC note: The actions taking place here will not carry over outside of this storyline context; with regard to other threads/storylines/locations i.e. the meme, this is basically AU for these characters, and it never happened.)[It is night at Norway's old house in the middle of nowhere. Through some persuading and a little bribery, Norway had
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That look serves to make Iceland lean the other way slightly, but not anything that would render Norway's head to shift away from his shoulder. It's not as surprising when buzzed. ]
What's that? I thought you knew everything about me.
[ Half joking. Half serious. Iceland doesn't quite know. ]
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Can't say I know everything, no.
Was thinkin'....
[He takes a long drink, takes that moment to sort his thoughts. It's easier, somehow, when they're like this.]
Was wonderin' about what we talked about the other day. Doin'... that. Y'know.
[Vague hand-wave. Surely Ice understands what he means, right?]
D'you even know what you're doin' with that?
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... If you wanna give me a birds-and-the-bees talk, Nor, it's a bit too late.
[ Will take his own long drink upon this certain topic arising. It does seem easier to talk about. For one, it's not a cafe. For two, he's obviously looser. ]
I've done it a few times.
[ He didn't ask you HOW MANY TIMES you did it, Iceland. But good try. ]
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No, no, 's not it. Knew you already know that. Figured you'd done it 'n whatnot.
[He knows Iceland is trying to dodge the question. Too bad for him.]
Didn't ask how much, though. Asked if'n you know what the hell you're doin'.
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[ He's being kind of ignorant on purpose, because he doesn't really know how good he is in those situations. No one has ever told him he was bad... But, well, they COULD have been being polite. Crap. He's questioning himself now. They didn't exactly say he was good at it, either.
He relaxes back into his seat, a long, thoughtful sigh reveals itself before he takes another drink. He has no idea. ]
Why?
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[Norway trails off, trying to remember it. How had he said it?]
Said it didn't feel good or summat. Now.
[Looks to him, and raises an eyebrow]
Far's 'm concerned, if'n it don't feel good, you're doin' it all wrong.
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[ Shifts in place a bit. ]
Was feeling stressed out at the time. S'fine once it gets, y'know...
[ It's his turn to make hand gestures. ]
... Going. I think.
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[He looks away. Drinks. Considers. "Think" is not very... definite. And he knows he really shouldn't be putting his nose into it; this is personal stuff. But damn it, personal or not, he's concerned for Iceland, and wants... the best for him. At all points.]
Think y'need t'find someone what can show you the ropes, if'n you're going to go 'n keep doing this kind've thing.
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... Easier said than done, Nor. Can't just approach just anyone and tell them to give me pointers about that kind of thing.
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You're right. Can't be just anyone. Has t'be someone trustworthy. 'N someone you know well, too. Maybe....
[Norway frowns a bit, and tries to think of someone. Much, much easier said than done.]
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[ Holds his free hand up a little, fully expecting to do a countdown of the people who fit that description. However, he stops after one.
Norway ... ]
... [ Clears his throat a bit, and takes another long drink. ]
N-Not many I can think of.
[ His face was red from the alcohol before, but now it is significantly more flushed. ]
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Same. Can think've...
[He goes through the options in his head. Denmark? No, can't trust him not to run his mouth. Sweden? Doesn't know him so well as that, and wouldn't be interested, anyway. Finland? Trusty, yes, but not familiar enough. That leaves...]
...One.
[He meant to say 'None'. He did mean to say it. But it slipped out, somehow. Norway flushes deeply as he realizes he said it, doesn't want to elaborate. So he lets it hang.]
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... It would be weird to approach them about it, though.
[ Subtle, Iceland, subtle. ]
Really... Weird...
[ He never mentions it being a bad thing, however. He does not mention his dislike for such an idea, either. His mind is busy wandering now. ]
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Maybe. Maybe not so much weird as jus'....
[A vague hand-gesture as he curls close to Iceland once more.]
Jus' awkward. At first.
[He had never entertained the thought of it. But now he does, the more he thinks of it the more he finds himself... not disliking it, necessarily. Not opposed to it.]
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[ Takes a moment to finish off his current drink, setting the empty on the table to free himself up. Norway being so close to him wasn't something he experienced on an everyday basis, that's for sure. He really liked it, though he would never admit such a thing.
He leans back again, more-so into Norway than before. His arm slowly goes to try to wrap around Norway's curled figure slightly. The warmth was nice. He can't help but notice Norway's hair curl as he does. Could probably just... Reach out and touch it. He wonders what would happen. I guess his curiosity is fueled by alcohol, as well. ]
It would just be at first, though, right...? Things get... Better...?
[ More-so reassuring himself of that then legitimately asking. ]
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[As Iceland slides his arm around him, Norway shifts to make it easier, leaning closer to him in the process. Tilts his head a bit to look up at him, the blush mostly having faded from his cheeks now; the faint rosy tint that remains is all the fault of the alcohol. Norway's thinking now, going over it, deciding.]
[It would be all right, wouldn't it.]
...Can't see why it wouldn't.
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