[Fanfic] "You Will Have to Live First" .{Christmas Present for cjloveslink}.
Title: You Will Have to Live First
Author: nickyliicious
Recipient: cjloveslink
Rating: PG (I think)
Warnings: Battle scene.
Summary: Denmark gets injured in battle and Norway takes care of him.
Notes: To cjloveslink: I amost died when I found out that you were my recipient <33 The pic is lovely and I really tried my best, I hope you like it ♥. (I also wrote a fic for the second prompt but I wrote it in Spanish ^^"")
Prompt: "I would love a fic that shows how these two got to this point"
“Goddamn that Sverige! When did he become so strong?!”
It was summer. The fields beside the woods were all covered in blood after becoming the place of a fierce battle.
Denmark’s pride was sore, even if he wouldn’t admit it, Sweden had become truly strong after all those years - too much for Denmark’s liking. Sweden's men outnumbered Denmark's two to one. Though numerous soldiers didn't win a war, they sure helped.
“Stop it, Danmark!” Norway yelled as Denmark slashed through another enemy. “We have to go now or else you’ll be killed, you’re already on your deathbed.” Norway was indeed annoyed. He disliked the idea of succumbing to Sweden just as much as Denmark, but there was no pride in dying in a battle you know is lost. There was a time and place to end the ego, and Norway knew this was it because unlike a vexatious Dane, he did have the brain to know where to put an end to the ego.
“No way, Norge… we can sti-“
Silence.
A feeling of dread dropped to the pit of Norway's stomach as he realized that among the swords and cries, he could no longer hear Denmark's voice. He whipped around in time to see Denmark's body fall to the ground with a gaping wound in his chest.
"Danmark!" Norway cried, rushing forward in a rage and killing the Swedish minion." After the Swedish soldier fell, he quickly knelt to nurse the Dane. “Try to stand up, Danmark. We have to get you out of here.” slung over his neck and Norway took a firm hold on his waist.
“N-no. We can’t… loose…”
“Shut up, idiot!”
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Both nations were exhausted after a tough horseback ride away from the battle. Norway was alarmed; even though he had made a tourniquet and kept pressing against the stabbed area during the ride, Denmark’s loss of blood was hard to ignore, he was pale and barely conscious.
"Norway tied the horse to one of the trees nearby, and made sure the bushes covered their location by the lake from all angles. Passing his quick inspection, Norway noted a varitey of edible plantlife. Between fruit and the fish in the river, they weren't bound to go hungry soon."
He was terribly injured. The semi-bandaged wounds had done poorly to stop the flowing blood to fall through the wounds.
“Hang on, Danmark! I’m going to patch you up soon so… please don’t die…” He started to treat the wounds as fast as he could as he saw that Denmark was already completely unconscious and deathly pale. He tried to see the bright side: since he was unconscious, he wouldn’t protest.
He ripped Denmark’s shirt off in order to clean and treat the wounds all over his abdomen and ran to the lake, then got the piece of fabric cold and wet for the Dane’s fever and returned. He used a piece to clean up the wounds as fast as he could. He started with the most recent one which looked the worst and once it was completely clean, he bandaged it properly and as tight as he could. Next, he treated the rest of the wounds and placed another piece of fabric on the Dane’s forehead.
After he had finished, all he could do was pray for his condition to get better. It was almost dawn so he took off his coat and covered the Dane’s body with it as some kind of blanket. Then he stood up to get some wood. At this point, he was deeply glad Denmark stubbornly hadn’t let go of his axe, now the huge iron weapon will be useful.
As expected the massive weapon was hard to handle, he wondered if even Denmark could handle it well. It was very heavy but at least it was sharp enough.
Once he decided he had enough wood, he started walking back to their makeshift camp. The trip took longer than he would have liked, though. The axe alone must have weighed a ton, let alone the chopped logs.
After walking for what seemed an eternity, sun already settled, he put all the wood on the ground and he made a bonfire beside him. He sat down, leaned his back against a tree and put the Denmark’s head on his lap. His heart started pounding and he couldn't help but feel happy to see some color returning to Denmark's face, even if it was only because of the fire.
“Thank the gods…” and a small and silent tear fell through his blushed cheek.
He didn’t notice he was falling asleep.
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“Mmng…”
Norway woke thanks to the sunlight that poured through the tree’s leaves. He tried to recall what had happened that led him to that place. Suddenly he remembered the battle and Denmark’s wounds and his lap felt worringly light. When he opened his eyes he found his coat wrapped around him.
“Good morning, Norge!”
He knew that voice well. In front of him he watched the taller man beaming in his direction. Denmark’s upper body was completely exposed except for the bandages and his back covered only by his own long red cape.
“Den… what the hell are you doing up, you’re injured!”
“D’aww! Does that mean that you were worried about me?”
“Shut up and go back to rest,”
“But, hey! I feel a lot better now!”
“How? You were burning with fever just last night.”
“Hey, I have been worse. Besides, I recover quickly and it’s past noon. You hadn’t slept the past two days so I didn’t wake you up” He grinned.
“It’s… past noon?”
“Yeah! I’ve got lunch… or breakfast ready. It was really smart of you to camp next to a lake, there’s a lot of fish!”
“You caught some?”
“No, I wanted to wait for you to wake up so we could fish together.”
Norway just chuckled. This was going to be a long day. “Get the horse, he hasn’t had anything to drink.”
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“I really like it here you know,” Denmark said, as he walked toward the lake. The cool water felt good in contrast to the hot sand. “It’s all so pacific and there’s a lot of fresh air. When all of this ends, we should build a house around here. Maybe then I will get to see your sleeping face again! You looked so cute-” His words were abruptly cut by a fist hitting against his abdomen.
“You’ll have to live first.”
Suddenly, Norway noticed something wasn’t right.
“H-hey… they was no need to go that f-“ He was cut off again by a hand covering his mouth.
“Shhh! You can feel that, don’t you?”
He stood silent for a second.
“Yeah, we better get away from here.” He took Norway’s hand in his own as he was started walking toward the horse.
“Too late, they are here.”
Looking over their shoulders, they saw a couple of men in Swedish uniforms heading in their direction
“Heh, just in time,” Denmark’s voice was filled with excitement and Norway knew what he was up to.
In the distance, Norway spotted Sweden and Finland, just as Denmark had seen a moment before
Norway placed his other hand on Denmark’s chest, face emotionless. “Danmark, hold on. You haven’t fully recovered.”
As if he hadn’t heard or just ignored him, Denmark licked his lips. He felt the adrenaline rushing through all of his body. “Say, if we win, will you let me see that beautiful sleeping face of yours?”
Norway just chuckled slightly.
“You’ll have to live first.”
“Deal.”
~Fin
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Author says: It's finished!!! x3 My, I was so nervous while writting this but even more worried over "it's 10th and I haven't done a thing!".
Anyway, I really hope you liked it (it's like the 100th time I say it, but I mean it). I was really happy when I got you as a recipient, you're a pretty and lovely person. How do I know it? Because I love to stalk bad romances!!! x3 So, yeah, I was really happy to get a fellow DenNor-Spamano fan ♥
Also, thanks to my lovely beta, aseies first, for beta reading for me, and second, for your godly endless patience with me and my crappy writing (srsly, I'm so bad at it that it must be insulting!). And she was the mastermind behind this (she gave me the idea). You're an angel ♥♥.
The banner (or whatever you want to call it), I made it after a mix of wanting to to add some special, extra detail and actually having the time to do it. I did it in 1 hout (half of it spent deciding which pics to use). The art is not mine (obviously).
And last: Merry Christmas~! ♥