Rating: NC17 ( sex and blow job) Willem: Netherlands Mads: Denmark Bloem: Belgium Cody: Australia
How long has it been since they’ve known each other. Pre school, grade school, Highschool, first year of University with second, now third… and living together. Best friends from the start with little punches and jabbed towards each other’s ego to only rebuild it for each other later on. They could count on each other, through anything really. From times where Mads needed help in science class or when Willem was cut in the forehead by that crazy Belarusian blond in their class after he asked her if she had a spare pencil. Even sporting that scar, when ever they went to the bars girls would turn their heads to them as they gazed around looking at all genders in the room. And through it all, Willem found his gaze ending up more and more at his friend. His best friend. The one he lived with, want to classes with, cooked with, watched movies with, The one he knew forever. And from this, first came that stubborn stage of denial, where he would look away or shake the thoughts from his head. But when his realization hit him, he began to try, and show how he felt, scared to scare away Mads if a blunt nature would appear. He had tried many times to get the oblivious Danish man to know how he felt but, he never realized… Besides…
“Hej um Willem…” Mads asked the other rubbing the back of his head, “Do ye know if yer sister is waitressin’ at the bar tonight?”
… He liked someone else.
“Ja later on… why?” He asked standing up straight.
“Just… just wanted t’know if I could ask her out…” was Mads reply, “I know she’s yer sister and all but we did talk about this.”
“Bloem’s her own person…” Willem shrugged, “Not my decision.”
Though he kind of wished it could be. He couldn’t help the jealousy he felt in him, of his own sister. Sure, he felt protective of her too, but… he was told many a time that she was indeed her own.
Later that night the Dane came back slumped through the door. “Hej willem I’m back!”
“How’d it go?”
“Don’ know she wasn’ there. Apparently she gave her shift to that psycho who gave ye that scar.”
One of the perks of being best friends with Mads was knowing that he wasn’t the type to pursue when not wanted. So Willem knew that Mads would damn well not try anything he shouldn’t. Especially since this was his sister. That and the perk His sister knew he liked the Dane.
“y’know, it would be easier… if ye helped me?”
“Help you get with my sister?” Willem finally turned to look at Mads, “You’re joking right?”
“Can’ blame a guy for tryin’…” Mads said shrugging and joined Willem on the couch, laying down, his head laying on top of the other’s lap, he looked up, “Hell somethin’ tell me she may not like me, but worth a try… How’s yer midterms goin’?”
“I have three more and stressing my ass off.” Was Willem’s reply s he put down his text book, looking down at the other. That face, just to touch his hair and cheek and kiss his li-. He should his head. It was most likely to never happen, hell he fully doubted it. But from all the time they spent together, drank together, known each other, Willem could just feel his heart melt over Mads more and more.
“Ye know what would help ye?” Mads started to play around with Willem’s scarf, “Sex… Everyone stresses in exams… Sex is great, therefore go have sex with someone.”
He couldn’t help but snort at the idea a small chuckle exiting him soon after… like he had the time, and why would he go out with others when his sight was on the one man he couldn’t have. And then Mads’ words sparked an idea, if he couldn’t have him….
“And your mid terms?”
“Lets just say I need sex too.”
…He’d fuck him.
“Well…” He started looking back at his textbook, “Sounds like we both need a friends with benefits.” Maybe, he could convince the other to ask, if not… he would be blunt.
Re: Netherlands/Denmark - Den is oblivious
Pairings: DenBel, NethDen
Rating: NC17 ( sex and blow job)
Willem: Netherlands
Mads: Denmark
Bloem: Belgium
Cody: Australia
How long has it been since they’ve known each other. Pre school, grade school, Highschool, first year of University with second, now third… and living together. Best friends from the start with little punches and jabbed towards each other’s ego to only rebuild it for each other later on. They could count on each other, through anything really. From times where Mads needed help in science class or when Willem was cut in the forehead by that crazy Belarusian blond in their class after he asked her if she had a spare pencil. Even sporting that scar, when ever they went to the bars girls would turn their heads to them as they gazed around looking at all genders in the room. And through it all, Willem found his gaze ending up more and more at his friend. His best friend. The one he lived with, want to classes with, cooked with, watched movies with, The one he knew forever. And from this, first came that stubborn stage of denial, where he would look away or shake the thoughts from his head. But when his realization hit him, he began to try, and show how he felt, scared to scare away Mads if a blunt nature would appear. He had tried many times to get the oblivious Danish man to know how he felt but, he never realized… Besides…
“Hej um Willem…” Mads asked the other rubbing the back of his head, “Do ye know if yer sister is waitressin’ at the bar tonight?”
… He liked someone else.
“Ja later on… why?” He asked standing up straight.
“Just… just wanted t’know if I could ask her out…” was Mads reply, “I know she’s yer sister and all but we did talk about this.”
“Bloem’s her own person…” Willem shrugged, “Not my decision.”
Though he kind of wished it could be. He couldn’t help the jealousy he felt in him, of his own sister. Sure, he felt protective of her too, but… he was told many a time that she was indeed her own.
Later that night the Dane came back slumped through the door. “Hej willem I’m back!”
“How’d it go?”
“Don’ know she wasn’ there. Apparently she gave her shift to that psycho who gave ye that scar.”
One of the perks of being best friends with Mads was knowing that he wasn’t the type to pursue when not wanted. So Willem knew that Mads would damn well not try anything he shouldn’t. Especially since this was his sister. That and the perk His sister knew he liked the Dane.
“y’know, it would be easier… if ye helped me?”
“Help you get with my sister?” Willem finally turned to look at Mads, “You’re joking right?”
“Can’ blame a guy for tryin’…” Mads said shrugging and joined Willem on the couch, laying down, his head laying on top of the other’s lap, he looked up, “Hell somethin’ tell me she may not like me, but worth a try… How’s yer midterms goin’?”
“I have three more and stressing my ass off.” Was Willem’s reply s he put down his text book, looking down at the other. That face, just to touch his hair and cheek and kiss his li-. He should his head. It was most likely to never happen, hell he fully doubted it. But from all the time they spent together, drank together, known each other, Willem could just feel his heart melt over Mads more and more.
“Ye know what would help ye?” Mads started to play around with Willem’s scarf, “Sex… Everyone stresses in exams… Sex is great, therefore go have sex with someone.”
He couldn’t help but snort at the idea a small chuckle exiting him soon after… like he had the time, and why would he go out with others when his sight was on the one man he couldn’t have. And then Mads’ words sparked an idea, if he couldn’t have him….
“And your mid terms?”
“Lets just say I need sex too.”
…He’d fuck him.
“Well…” He started looking back at his textbook, “Sounds like we both need a friends with benefits.” Maybe, he could convince the other to ask, if not… he would be blunt.