[Fanfic] Breathe Me (Denmark/Lithuania) - Part 3
Title: Breathe Me (AKA Why Puffi And Bing Should Not Be Allowed To Roleplay. Ever.) - Part III
Author: puffitheinsane as Lithuania, alchemistofbing as Denmark
Characters/Pairings: Denmark, Lithuania, mentions of... Well, pretty much everyone. Denmark/Lithuania (yes, seriously.)
Rated: PG-16, but will be NC-17 later
Summary: Help, I have done it again, I have been here many times before. I hurt myself again today; And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame... In which Lithuania finally gets a break, and Denmark gets cockwhipped.
Warnings: Crack, mentions of past abuse, OOC-ness in some parts xDD
The brunette realized he'd never been so grateful to get out of some sort of vehicle before. It hadn't been horrible, but... He didn't think he'd like to repeat it again soon.
"Whoo!" Evidently, Denmark thought otherwise. His hair messed up than usual, he turned to Lithuania with a grin and asked: "Wanna do that again?"
"Um..." God, no. "I-I'd rather not, if that's alright..." He didn't want to upset his new-found... friend?... , but he really didn't want to do that again.
"Fine with me~ Oh shit!" Denmark pointed at another amusement park ride and gave his arm another brief tug, "Wanna try the FERRIS WHEEL?"
Green eyes surveyed the suggested ride. It didn't seem to be like the last one- no one was screaming, it went slowly... "A-alright." He agreed, offering Denmark another shy little smile.
He tugged the smaller nation, practically skipping as toward the ride, and shot Lithuania his bright smile before he cut in line and paid the ride fee. Denmark settled a heavy arm around Lithuania's shoulders again as they waited for one of the carriages to stop. The pair both stepped in the cozy carriage, Denmark once again fidgeting on his seat, and off they went!
“Wheee!" Denmark leaned outward the carriage slightly and waved down at the crowd below the ride, "Small people look like ants, ha ha ha~"
Lithuania couldn't help but smile at the other man, looking out the carriage as well. "What a pretty view..." He breathed, looking down at the park with a strange fondness.
Denmark looked down at Lithuania and smiled when he met his face - his bright, smiling face; a real one, not like those hollow joyful expressions that tainted the pretty man's features often. It gave him butterflies, for some reason, and felt a sort of victory entailed with his joyful mood over how fun this all truly was."Having fun yet?" he asked, his voice subtly hopeful that he was confident the other man didn't hear.
Lithuania looked at Denmark, smile still in place. "Yes, I am," The man's voice was soft, "Thank you for bringing me with you, Denmark."
Denmark smirked and patted Lithuania's knee, "You're welcome, little mouse."
He forgot to take his hand off the smaller man's thigh, however, and kept on looking around the beautiful panoramic view. A content smile on his face.
Lithuania blushed heavily. "Ah... D-Denmark...?"
"Mhm?" Denmark sighed, still in his euphoric, tranquil place, "What is it, little mouse?"
"Y-your hand." He managed to stammer out, still blushing.
"Hand? What hand?" Denmark gasped and pushed his hands in front of his face in a panic, "They weren't cut off were they?!"
They both blinked. Well that was awkward.
"Oh, sorry. Flashback trauma time. Happens sometimes~" Denmark blushed and laughed sheepishly, "What were you saying again, little mouse?"
Lithuania was silent for a moment. Then, very gently, he took both of Denmark's hands and rested them between his. "There," He whispered, "Now you'll know they're still there."
"Daw," Denmark snickered at Lithuania's gradually reddening face and softly shoved the man's shoulder with his teasingly, "You care about me so much~ and we only got to know each other!" The Dane paused for a while and inhaled deeply, "Say, what's your story, little mouse? Why so down all the time, hm?"
Lithuania froze for a moment, eyes widening without any real recognition, before he blinked and offered a strangely blank smile. "What are you talking about?"
"You know, I have this thing... I guess it came from hanging out with Norge too much, because whenever I see smiles like these..." Denmark tapped Lithuania's chin twice so that they were both looking at each other in perfect eye level, "I always fight to put a real smile on there instead. Like yours." He chuckled, "I'm used to it, I guess. I think I have a transmitter in one of my spikes here..." Denmark cheekily tugged at one of his wild lock of hair, "See?"
Lithuania paused, before he laughed, quietly. "You're very strange, Denmark." He murmured, shaking his head lightly.
"Heey~ strange is hip nowadays days, y'know." he snapped his fingers and winked at him, "If you won't tell me what's wrong then I guess we'll have to go to the ROLLER COASTER ride again, hahah."
The older nation paled. "I-I'd really rather not do either."
"Pick a number, little mouse... en (one) or to (two)?"
"Nothing's wrong, Denmark." A little more forceful this time.
It took more than that to deter Denmark's will. He did deal with Norge on a regular basis, of course.
Denmark grinned at him and looked around when the carriage passed by the many faces of the people below before it went up again. He was glad the ride wasn't over yet.
"Back in the day y’know, there were many times when I felt kinda sad. Being a viking - looked up to by many who had lots of expectations - they all expected me to quench our thirst for blood." he sighed, "I became used to it, too. Enjoyed it even. I depended too much on my lust for raids, debauchery, mead that I missed to see many things. Things are much simpler nowadays." he looked down at Lithuania again and smiled, ruefully this time, "I realized after the ‘big’ change - the change I had once feared would end all the fun… well I realized that a lot of things other than that mattered, too. Like fire during cold months... and simple days like these. You know? I woke myself up when I realized.... well… I didn't want to miss life's many simple pleasures." he paused, and tried to measure Lithuania's reaction to his admittedly rare heart to heart.
Unlike Norge, Denmark thought, this one was easy to talk to.
"Smile more often, little mouse, and trust me - it'll become real someday."
Lithuania just looked at him for a few moments, absolutely silent. Finally, a small smile appeared. "You're a very good person, Denmark." His voice was very soft, almost inaudible.
"Life's too wonderful to spend everyday with a frown!" Denmark said, louder this time, and obviously embarrassed by his earlier display of emotion, "And I found that a nice talk can let the whole pressure psychology-whatever that guy with the big mole always mentions to gel-head out in one go. You'll feel better, too." he smirked, "And hey- you're talking to DANMARK. My lips are sealed."
Lithuania smiled. "I know, Denmark. After all, we were allies for quite a while."
Denmark reared his head back, "We were?" he said, almost inaudibly, "WE WERE! Oh yeah~ yes. Ja. Ha hah. Hah."
He hoped his lie didn't look like one. He was rather bad with remembering issues like those. His viking days were more exciting, in his opinion.
A nod. "Yes, Poland decided to join you, Norway, Russia, and Saxony against Sweden in the Great Northern War." Lithuania faltered here, a remembrance of pain flickering across his eyes.
Denmark nodded and rubbed his chin, "I see. Mhm." Great Northern War... Great Northern War...? Oh come off it, Denmark told his inner conscious, he had lots of fucking battles back in the day, "Oh yeah, I remember. Ha ha... didn't fare well that time, eh?"
... what happened to Lithuania again? He remembered feeling sorry for the little mouse... for some reason...
Lithuania's smile was strained. "That's a bit of an understatement. I lost almost half my people." There was no venom in his tone, but his voice was carefully controlled, as if he was resisting something behind it trying to break free.
Denmark let the silence between them both. He wasn't very good with talks like these, especially when it came to death. He always had a bright insight about death, and felt uncomfortable talking about its dark side with other people. So instead of incessantly babbling, as he had always done, he plopped an arm around Lithuania's shoulders again and gave him an awkward half hug.
He was silent for a moment, before resting his head against Denmark's shoulder, closing his eyes with a soft sigh. "I'm sorry." The brunette mumbled.
The Dane blushed and looked at the carriage seat in front of them, his eyes glazed over. For once someone didn't beat him up because he pestered them too much, or forced them to smile, or just did whatever inane thing he always managed to cook up. This was... kind of nice. He looked down at his little mouse and grinned, slightly in a cocky manner.
"You know, I... egh. Is that gum under the seat?"
He kicked at the bright yellow wad, stuck under the seat in front of them with his boot.
The small brunette laughed, burying his face into the taller nation's shoulder to muffle it. "You're so strange, Denmark." He said, smiling wide enough Denmark could feel it through his clothes.(1)
"Ehm." Denmark shuffled, uncomfortable on his seat before he realized the ride was indeed over, and one of the amusement park staff was telling them to get the hell out of the carriage, "I think it's time to go down now."
Lithuania pulled away. "Ah! Alright." The smaller man stood up, mindful of the slight rock, and made his way out.
Denmark followed, his eyes still glazed over and his mouth set in a little pout. Okay, so he was kind of disappointed that the ride was over and... stuff.
He gave the kid employee a half hearted glare and the middle finger before following Lithuania through the exit.
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FOOTNOTES:
(1). Right after that sentence, Bing said the greatest thing:
'And then Denmark stripped both of them naked and fucked him right there in the Ferris Wheel carriage, ignoring all the crowd they had managed to gather in one fuckfest after the ride had stopped for their carriage and people were flocking with lots and lots of CAMERAS.'
TBC...
Author: puffitheinsane as Lithuania, alchemistofbing as Denmark
Characters/Pairings: Denmark, Lithuania, mentions of... Well, pretty much everyone. Denmark/Lithuania (yes, seriously.)
Rated: PG-16, but will be NC-17 later
Summary: Help, I have done it again, I have been here many times before. I hurt myself again today; And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame... In which Lithuania finally gets a break, and Denmark gets cockwhipped.
Warnings: Crack, mentions of past abuse, OOC-ness in some parts xDD
The brunette realized he'd never been so grateful to get out of some sort of vehicle before. It hadn't been horrible, but... He didn't think he'd like to repeat it again soon.
"Whoo!" Evidently, Denmark thought otherwise. His hair messed up than usual, he turned to Lithuania with a grin and asked: "Wanna do that again?"
"Um..." God, no. "I-I'd rather not, if that's alright..." He didn't want to upset his new-found... friend?... , but he really didn't want to do that again.
"Fine with me~ Oh shit!" Denmark pointed at another amusement park ride and gave his arm another brief tug, "Wanna try the FERRIS WHEEL?"
Green eyes surveyed the suggested ride. It didn't seem to be like the last one- no one was screaming, it went slowly... "A-alright." He agreed, offering Denmark another shy little smile.
He tugged the smaller nation, practically skipping as toward the ride, and shot Lithuania his bright smile before he cut in line and paid the ride fee. Denmark settled a heavy arm around Lithuania's shoulders again as they waited for one of the carriages to stop. The pair both stepped in the cozy carriage, Denmark once again fidgeting on his seat, and off they went!
“Wheee!" Denmark leaned outward the carriage slightly and waved down at the crowd below the ride, "Small people look like ants, ha ha ha~"
Lithuania couldn't help but smile at the other man, looking out the carriage as well. "What a pretty view..." He breathed, looking down at the park with a strange fondness.
Denmark looked down at Lithuania and smiled when he met his face - his bright, smiling face; a real one, not like those hollow joyful expressions that tainted the pretty man's features often. It gave him butterflies, for some reason, and felt a sort of victory entailed with his joyful mood over how fun this all truly was."Having fun yet?" he asked, his voice subtly hopeful that he was confident the other man didn't hear.
Lithuania looked at Denmark, smile still in place. "Yes, I am," The man's voice was soft, "Thank you for bringing me with you, Denmark."
Denmark smirked and patted Lithuania's knee, "You're welcome, little mouse."
He forgot to take his hand off the smaller man's thigh, however, and kept on looking around the beautiful panoramic view. A content smile on his face.
Lithuania blushed heavily. "Ah... D-Denmark...?"
"Mhm?" Denmark sighed, still in his euphoric, tranquil place, "What is it, little mouse?"
"Y-your hand." He managed to stammer out, still blushing.
"Hand? What hand?" Denmark gasped and pushed his hands in front of his face in a panic, "They weren't cut off were they?!"
They both blinked. Well that was awkward.
"Oh, sorry. Flashback trauma time. Happens sometimes~" Denmark blushed and laughed sheepishly, "What were you saying again, little mouse?"
Lithuania was silent for a moment. Then, very gently, he took both of Denmark's hands and rested them between his. "There," He whispered, "Now you'll know they're still there."
"Daw," Denmark snickered at Lithuania's gradually reddening face and softly shoved the man's shoulder with his teasingly, "You care about me so much~ and we only got to know each other!" The Dane paused for a while and inhaled deeply, "Say, what's your story, little mouse? Why so down all the time, hm?"
Lithuania froze for a moment, eyes widening without any real recognition, before he blinked and offered a strangely blank smile. "What are you talking about?"
"You know, I have this thing... I guess it came from hanging out with Norge too much, because whenever I see smiles like these..." Denmark tapped Lithuania's chin twice so that they were both looking at each other in perfect eye level, "I always fight to put a real smile on there instead. Like yours." He chuckled, "I'm used to it, I guess. I think I have a transmitter in one of my spikes here..." Denmark cheekily tugged at one of his wild lock of hair, "See?"
Lithuania paused, before he laughed, quietly. "You're very strange, Denmark." He murmured, shaking his head lightly.
"Heey~ strange is hip nowadays days, y'know." he snapped his fingers and winked at him, "If you won't tell me what's wrong then I guess we'll have to go to the ROLLER COASTER ride again, hahah."
The older nation paled. "I-I'd really rather not do either."
"Pick a number, little mouse... en (one) or to (two)?"
"Nothing's wrong, Denmark." A little more forceful this time.
It took more than that to deter Denmark's will. He did deal with Norge on a regular basis, of course.
Denmark grinned at him and looked around when the carriage passed by the many faces of the people below before it went up again. He was glad the ride wasn't over yet.
"Back in the day y’know, there were many times when I felt kinda sad. Being a viking - looked up to by many who had lots of expectations - they all expected me to quench our thirst for blood." he sighed, "I became used to it, too. Enjoyed it even. I depended too much on my lust for raids, debauchery, mead that I missed to see many things. Things are much simpler nowadays." he looked down at Lithuania again and smiled, ruefully this time, "I realized after the ‘big’ change - the change I had once feared would end all the fun… well I realized that a lot of things other than that mattered, too. Like fire during cold months... and simple days like these. You know? I woke myself up when I realized.... well… I didn't want to miss life's many simple pleasures." he paused, and tried to measure Lithuania's reaction to his admittedly rare heart to heart.
Unlike Norge, Denmark thought, this one was easy to talk to.
"Smile more often, little mouse, and trust me - it'll become real someday."
Lithuania just looked at him for a few moments, absolutely silent. Finally, a small smile appeared. "You're a very good person, Denmark." His voice was very soft, almost inaudible.
"Life's too wonderful to spend everyday with a frown!" Denmark said, louder this time, and obviously embarrassed by his earlier display of emotion, "And I found that a nice talk can let the whole pressure psychology-whatever that guy with the big mole always mentions to gel-head out in one go. You'll feel better, too." he smirked, "And hey- you're talking to DANMARK. My lips are sealed."
Lithuania smiled. "I know, Denmark. After all, we were allies for quite a while."
Denmark reared his head back, "We were?" he said, almost inaudibly, "WE WERE! Oh yeah~ yes. Ja. Ha hah. Hah."
He hoped his lie didn't look like one. He was rather bad with remembering issues like those. His viking days were more exciting, in his opinion.
A nod. "Yes, Poland decided to join you, Norway, Russia, and Saxony against Sweden in the Great Northern War." Lithuania faltered here, a remembrance of pain flickering across his eyes.
Denmark nodded and rubbed his chin, "I see. Mhm." Great Northern War... Great Northern War...? Oh come off it, Denmark told his inner conscious, he had lots of fucking battles back in the day, "Oh yeah, I remember. Ha ha... didn't fare well that time, eh?"
... what happened to Lithuania again? He remembered feeling sorry for the little mouse... for some reason...
Lithuania's smile was strained. "That's a bit of an understatement. I lost almost half my people." There was no venom in his tone, but his voice was carefully controlled, as if he was resisting something behind it trying to break free.
Denmark let the silence between them both. He wasn't very good with talks like these, especially when it came to death. He always had a bright insight about death, and felt uncomfortable talking about its dark side with other people. So instead of incessantly babbling, as he had always done, he plopped an arm around Lithuania's shoulders again and gave him an awkward half hug.
He was silent for a moment, before resting his head against Denmark's shoulder, closing his eyes with a soft sigh. "I'm sorry." The brunette mumbled.
The Dane blushed and looked at the carriage seat in front of them, his eyes glazed over. For once someone didn't beat him up because he pestered them too much, or forced them to smile, or just did whatever inane thing he always managed to cook up. This was... kind of nice. He looked down at his little mouse and grinned, slightly in a cocky manner.
"You know, I... egh. Is that gum under the seat?"
He kicked at the bright yellow wad, stuck under the seat in front of them with his boot.
The small brunette laughed, burying his face into the taller nation's shoulder to muffle it. "You're so strange, Denmark." He said, smiling wide enough Denmark could feel it through his clothes.(1)
"Ehm." Denmark shuffled, uncomfortable on his seat before he realized the ride was indeed over, and one of the amusement park staff was telling them to get the hell out of the carriage, "I think it's time to go down now."
Lithuania pulled away. "Ah! Alright." The smaller man stood up, mindful of the slight rock, and made his way out.
Denmark followed, his eyes still glazed over and his mouth set in a little pout. Okay, so he was kind of disappointed that the ride was over and... stuff.
He gave the kid employee a half hearted glare and the middle finger before following Lithuania through the exit.
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FOOTNOTES:
(1). Right after that sentence, Bing said the greatest thing:
'And then Denmark stripped both of them naked and fucked him right there in the Ferris Wheel carriage, ignoring all the crowd they had managed to gather in one fuckfest after the ride had stopped for their carriage and people were flocking with lots and lots of CAMERAS.'
TBC...