Spain/Nor Drabble
Title: Spain/Nor Drabble
Author/Artist: Saturn_Onyx
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Spain, Norway, mentions of Denmark; Spain/Norway
Rating: PG
Warnings: Moe!Norway?
Summary: Norway is an old country, old bones, old...everything. Sometimes aches and such appear, and just as he went to the doctor's, said doctor that a tomato a day keeps the doctor away. Or in more simpler and less confusing terms, he would be shipped off to Spain's coast for at least two weeks to help him recover just a tiny bit. It would improve his health, so...why not head over? Spain couldn't be as bad as a certain older brother.
Basking in the frightingly warm sun that washed over the Spanish shore, Norway opened his eyes to see green eyes staring down at him. He merely stared back at the happy grass-green eyes that closed for a moment accompanying a silly grin. It wasn’t a cocky grin; it was more soothing, relaxing, and very far from Denmark’s usual smirk.
This place was paradise.
“Spania.” He acknowledged while sitting up in the chair he’d been slumped in. He worked a hand through his tousled hair and fixed his penetrating gaze on the Spanish country. Spain smiled still as he sat down next to Norway.
“Hola Nor, how’s everything? Feeling good?”
Norway almost felt like smiling himself, the smile was almost contagious, but he kept his features just in the right manner, the same manner as always. Just a twitch of the corner of his lips and nothing more. “Perfect, spending these last six weeks here has greatly improved my health.” He was almost sad to go back home. He didn’t really mind the cold of Olso…what he did mind were noisy neighbors like a certain Danish country. Stupid imbecile…
“Que bien!” He did a thumbs up and a cheesy wink to show his happiness as if that grin wasn’t showing it enough, or the laughing emerald eyes. “You’re a fun guy! I’m going to miss you.”
“Yes, very, your home is very sunny-“
He suddenly felt the corner of his lips being pressed against by another pair of lips. It was short-lived, but he’d still felt it, it still happened. Norway actually fell silent. He stared back at the Spaniard, Antonio merely stared back at him with that smile, sunny, friendly…warm…He just kept gaping.
“Farewell kiss.” Spain’s grin nearly slipped into a sly smirk, almost, but he kept up his country-friendly-smile while Norway seemed to have broken something and was just staring at him.
A/N: The reason that gave me the idea to write this. <3 Annnnd...ya, it's short, and I probably got NOrway's personality wrong, but whatever. I tried...
Author/Artist: Saturn_Onyx
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Spain, Norway, mentions of Denmark; Spain/Norway
Rating: PG
Warnings: Moe!Norway?
Summary: Norway is an old country, old bones, old...everything. Sometimes aches and such appear, and just as he went to the doctor's, said doctor that a tomato a day keeps the doctor away. Or in more simpler and less confusing terms, he would be shipped off to Spain's coast for at least two weeks to help him recover just a tiny bit. It would improve his health, so...why not head over? Spain couldn't be as bad as a certain older brother.
Basking in the frightingly warm sun that washed over the Spanish shore, Norway opened his eyes to see green eyes staring down at him. He merely stared back at the happy grass-green eyes that closed for a moment accompanying a silly grin. It wasn’t a cocky grin; it was more soothing, relaxing, and very far from Denmark’s usual smirk.
This place was paradise.
“Spania.” He acknowledged while sitting up in the chair he’d been slumped in. He worked a hand through his tousled hair and fixed his penetrating gaze on the Spanish country. Spain smiled still as he sat down next to Norway.
“Hola Nor, how’s everything? Feeling good?”
Norway almost felt like smiling himself, the smile was almost contagious, but he kept his features just in the right manner, the same manner as always. Just a twitch of the corner of his lips and nothing more. “Perfect, spending these last six weeks here has greatly improved my health.” He was almost sad to go back home. He didn’t really mind the cold of Olso…what he did mind were noisy neighbors like a certain Danish country. Stupid imbecile…
“Que bien!” He did a thumbs up and a cheesy wink to show his happiness as if that grin wasn’t showing it enough, or the laughing emerald eyes. “You’re a fun guy! I’m going to miss you.”
“Yes, very, your home is very sunny-“
He suddenly felt the corner of his lips being pressed against by another pair of lips. It was short-lived, but he’d still felt it, it still happened. Norway actually fell silent. He stared back at the Spaniard, Antonio merely stared back at him with that smile, sunny, friendly…warm…He just kept gaping.
“Farewell kiss.” Spain’s grin nearly slipped into a sly smirk, almost, but he kept up his country-friendly-smile while Norway seemed to have broken something and was just staring at him.
A/N: The reason that gave me the idea to write this. <3 Annnnd...ya, it's short, and I probably got NOrway's personality wrong, but whatever. I tried...