NorwayxReader Common Ground Oneshot!

NorwayxReader Common Ground Oneshot!

Automatic Censor, any and all cuss words are bleeped out with ****’s.

Told from Norway’s P.O.V.

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She’s so annoying.

____________ ____________. Happy go lucky, friendly to everyone, no sense of danger, idiotically loud and obnoxious, insanely popular and false modesty. Those are the simplest ways to define her. And she’s just plain annoying in my eyes. I've never found someone as annoying as that idiot Dane up until now and I really just wish it was only Mathias I had to deal with.

But life wasn't that kind to me. Neither was Mathias. He and her got along like two peas in a pod, potatoes and gravy, butter and bread, however the analogy is best said.  So naturally with this combination, they came over to the Nordic house a lot. And annoyed me a lot. So much to the point where as I can hardly stand it being in my own house.

‘It was bad enough with just Mathias... But now we add her and... Ugh... I’m getting a migraine before thinking about it... Unbelievable...’ I thought as I walked with the others. We, the Nordic household, were currently on our way to none other than __________’s Birthday party. And as much as this painstakingly tortures me, it’ll be even worse in an hour. That’ll be when Mathias is drunk (he brought beer since he knew _________ wouldn't tell him where she had hers. If she had any. No ones if she drinks or not.) and __________ will be so hocked up on sugar and the party’s wildness that it’ll just be hell all over.

“Hey, Lukas. Are you feeling all right? You look kind of pale.” Emil said tearing me from my thoughts. (Not to say I didn't mind not thinking about it.)

“Just peachy.” I replied in the same monotone I always use. It’s not that I can’t express my feelings well, which is part of my problem but not in this case, it’s just that I don’t like wearing my emotions on my sleeve.

“... You know you don’t have to go. It’s clear to all of us- well, except maybe Mathias- that you don’t like _________.” Emil said as we turned the corner onto her street.

“And that’s precisely why I have to go. Because her and Mathias are such idiots they can’t tell I don’t like them.” I said as we approached her house. A nice little thing. Nothing over the top or buried underneath. As normal as can be.

‘It’s hard to believe that such an amazingly difficult and stubborn person lives in such a normal house... But let the “fun” begin and hopefully we can leave early...’ I silently wished.

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“I SAID I WANTED EVERYONE TO DO THIS AS A MAKE-SHIFT BIRTHDAY PRESENT AND GOSH DARN IT, YOU’RE ALL GOING TO DO IT!!!!!!!!” __________ screamed at the top of her fragile lungs. (allergies, possibly asthma, sinus problems, etc...) Things took a turn for the worst towards the beginning of the party because (who would've thought) everyone pretty much forgot about _________’s birthday and was in a mad dash 40 minutes before the party to get a present (so they all sucked) except the “Awesome trio” and “Bad Touch Trio” who didn't forget and Tino’s present from the entire Nordics.

And who would have thought she’d be the type of person to make everyone play a game with her as a “make-shift” present to her? I certainly didn't see her as the type to do a game of this proportion for “fun”. But then again, she’s still new in town and doesn't know everyone too well still.

Basically how to play is everyone stands in a circle and a ball (like a beach ball) is passed/thrown around the circle with questions written on it. Which ever question is under your right thumb you have to answer it. It’s like a get to know you game which is not something typically played at parties. Much less parties that the BTT or Awesome trio are invloded in.

“All right. I’m done writing the questions. Now we’re going to play this since pretty much everyone “forgot”. And we’re going to play this until I’m satisfied. Okay?” _________ glared at everyone with her [eye color] eyes shining like the devil’s pitchfork. Because of this ability that Russian guy, Ivan, took a liking to her. (He’s one of the few who actually remembered a present.) Although, I question why she used the emphasis on forgot...

“And so to be fair, I will go first so there’s no arguing or whining like a little brat.” ________ continued before throwing the ball in the air and catching it again. She looked under her thumb to the question she landed on before reading it aloud.

“What’s the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?” She read aloud as oh’s and ah’s were made at the question. I thought I saw a hint of blush on her cheeks but it may or may not have been from my headache.

“... That’s a hard question... I've done so many embarrassing things!” she laughed. “But I guess I can just pick one... Hmmmm... Oh, I got one... On my 8th grade field trip to the amusement park I had drinken a little too much soda while we were there so on the very long bus ride back I ended up peeing my pants while sitting next to my crush.” The crowd started to murmur or laugh at her in various ways as she just laughed herself and shrugged it off like it was nothing. If I were her I wouldn't have choose to tell that one...

“Okay, next!” _________ said in her rather annoyingly loud voice and threw the ball. The Italian boy caught it. The short tempered one. I believe his name is Lovino...

“...” He grumbled incoherently before reading aloud what it was. “Who do you like?” The crowd oh’d again as he got a massive blush.

“What the hell is that-a supposed to-a mean?!?! Like in what way?!?” He yelled angrily as his brother and the Spanish boy from the BTT tried to calm him down.

“Don’t play dumb!!! You know very well which kind of like!!!!” __________ yelled back with a ginormous smirk on her face. (Was that a fang in her mouth?)

“... It’s... *mumble*...” Lovino said.

“Speak up!!” __________ ordered.

“I said it’s that-a cute girl that works at-a the tomato farm I buy from for the-a restaurant!!!!!” He shouted and the grief/applause of approval sounded.

‘This is going to be a long game...’

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It had to have been an hour and a half since we started easily. We've been playing this stupid game for so long, I've had 2-3 questions and I was hardly given the ball. So far I haven’t run into any insanely horrible questions for me yet (Like the one that Italian boy who’s name is Lovino got. It was “Who do you hate?”) but they haven’t been easy.

So far I've had to answer the only truly weirdly awkward question on there which was “What color is your underwear?”. I didn't give to much detail but after much peer pressure I had to to check in front of everyone (without letting them see) I gave them the base color of my boxers, Navy Blue. I left out the pink bunnies and faeries and luckily they believed me by saying “Just like Norge! His underwear’s as plain as he is!”. My biggest problem with that question is why it was on there. And when I asked she said “I thought it’d spice up the game!”.

I've also had the pleasure of answering the question of “What’s the most embarrassing possession I own?” which is my stuffy pink bunny with which I cuddle every night secretly. So I’m a secret cuddlier. It doesn't mean I like doing it with people. (Mathias)

“Hey I caught it!!!!!” __________ exclaimed since she dropped the ball the last two turns of her’s.

“Okay... “What’s something most people don’t know about you that you can share?”... Hmmmmm... Well, I guess it would be that... I’m very aware most people don’t like me.” This shocked me enough to crack my “poker face” (as Mathias calls it) for a moment.

“But you see... I don’t really care... Because I do what I do, as the loud obnoxious me, to make someone who’s having a really bad day smile. I can always tell when someone is going through a really hard time and when they’re suffering extra hard I go to any length to make them smile... And because I do that, I not only appear to be a lot dumber than I actually am but, I also have a lot of friends that are in depression. And I help them get out of it by being what they need me to be and going to any great length for them... Like recently, one of my friends had picked up cutting so I not only got them to stop but by doing it with one simple truth about myself. The love I have for even the people who hate me is stronger than any dislike I might have of them. And that’s my greatest weakness... I love too much and it’s not good for me... Oh, crap. It seems I've been rambling! Haha! On with the game!” _________ then threw the ball. I didn't watch to where it went, I just stared at _________ in my own weird way of shock.

I had never known that about her. I never even thought she thought of anyone but herself. I didn't even see this coming. And I can relate. I’m relied on a lot by the other Nordics. I’m the glue. I don’t have time to throw a pity party for myself because I have to host the others’. And that’s what __________ does too. We’re on common ground. Because, as much as certain people (Mathias) annoy us, we love them to much to watch them whether away.

I never thought two people so different could be on such common ground between each other. It’s shocking really. So shocking I don’t even know how long I've been staring at her. Or how many times I looked at her and saw what she appeared to be in the moment, and not her. And I owe her an apology now...

“Hang on guys. You keep playing and I’m gonna get more soda from the kitchen.” She said and started heading that way. I followed after her so we were the only ones in the kitchen. Except, I did it without really thinking it through.

“Hey, Lukas. What’s up?” she chirped and filled her cup again.

“I’m sorry.” I just blurted out. I hardly ever apologize. Much less do something without putting a lot of thought into it if it’s possibly unreasonable. I opened my mouth to explain why I was apologizing when she looked at me quizzically but she suddenly put her hand up.

“It’s okay. I know you don’t like me and you can leave early if you want. And whatever it is you want to apologize for... you don’t need to. I already forgave you. So you don’t owe me anything. You don’t even need to say it.” She said and leaned against the counter top.

“So you can read minds now too?” I asked. I was serious but she laughed anyways.

“No. It’s just another weakness of mine. I may not be in your exact shoes but I've worn a pair similar enough that I can decipher what you want to say to me.” she said with a smile. I didn't know how to respond to that so I just stayed silent as the quiet, which I normally enjoy, in the kitchen suffocated and heated my body temperature to make me blush a little. And __________ just kept standing there, smiling.

“Well, I think I’ll go join the game again. Do whatever you want, just know I’ll be in there.” she said heading towards the living room. I stopped her before she could though. I kept my head down with a red face and said

“Y-You have a nice smile, __________.” Really? Was that the best I could do? I just started seeing this beautiful captivating woman for who she is and not what she appeared to be and that’s the best I can come up with?

“Thanks Lukas. You do too.” She said happily. I looked at her letting a little emotion be worn on my sleeve.

“When did you...?” I trailed off.

“You smiled to me earlier when I answered my last question.” She said before waving and going back to the game. I remained in the kitchen looking to where she once stood in complete and utter disbelief.

“D***it!” I swore quietly and clutched my forehead in a vain attempt to control myself and my emotions. This was definitely a first for me...

And I think that’s the moment I first fell in love... with the happy go lucky, friendly to everyone, no sense of danger, idiotically loud and obnoxious, insanely popular, virtuous, good hearted and secretly captivating... ___________ ___________.

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