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---Flashback-Dream---
"You're useless! Why don't you just leave for ever. You can't do anything right. You're nothing without me. I saved your life. You're forever in my debt, _____," said the cruel ominous voice of your ex.
"No! NO!" You cried.
---Flashback-Dream Ends ---
You woke up with a start. It was the same recurring dream. The dream was in fact real but it was more of a memory than a dream.
You had been found unconscious on the street by the five men who found you.
They kindly took you with them to their house, treated your wounds and offered for you to stay with them.
You gladly accepted since you didn't want to have to worry about your ex.
You felt safe with these five men and secretly, you'd gotten to fall for the five men of which you'd come to live with.
Since you were still tired and also though it was almost 11am, you decided to go back to sleep.
Well, although you may have decided to go back to sleep, you were awoken rather rudely by a loud booming voice.
The voice that clearly belonged to the Danish man you lived with, Matthias. You chuckled hearing the Dane shouting as it wasn't an uncommon occurrence. He often yelled when he was drunk but his yelling wasn't accompanied with violence, it was partnered with a slightly perverted yet cute personality - which was basically the same as Matthias when he was sober.
"No! She loves me more!" Shouted Matthias. Your ears pricked up at the phrase he yelled. Perhaps he wasn't drunk? What you heard next shocked you.
"No! She loves me more, you stupid Dane. Some days I wish I did choke you to death. That way we'd all have less competition to deal with," yelled Lukas. Was that Lukas!? He never yells like that...
As you pondered about what they were fighting about, they continued to argue. "Guys, settle down. We all know she likes me the most! She called me cute the other day!" Said Tino in his usual cheerful voice.
You then began to think about who this girl was that they were talking about.
Did you know her?
What if it was you they were talking about?
You'd had enough of thinking so you went downstairs to where they were fighting and his behind a wall. "Sh' d'sn't l'ke 'ny 'f y' g'ys. Sh''s m'wife," the quiet swede, Berwald said as he raised his voice.
"_____ likes me the most!" "No. She likes me." "GUYS SHE LIKES ME THE MOST!" "Quiet, Dane. We don't want her to hear us." "Lukas is right, Matthias. We shouldn't wake _____ up. And also, it's obvious that she likes me most." "She's m'wife."
You quietly giggled a bit from your hiding spot. So they were arguing over you. Nothing like a bit of sibling rivalry to lift your spirits.
After a while, you decided to go back to your cozy bed for a little nap. Unfortunately, you also had the need to sneeze.
You tried to hold it in but failed miserably.
You sneezed so loud that the arguing that was coming from the Nordics stop.
"Good morning, _____! Did you have a nice sleep?" Asked Tino in a sweet but rather creepy way. "Yes, _____, did you have a nice sleep? Would you like me to do anything for you, kjære?" Asked Lukas in his usual monotonous voice. Wait what did he just call me? "Morning, _____. Have you seen Mr Puffin? He seems to have disappeared...," asks the young, platinum blonde Icelandic male. Why is everyone being so nice now? They were all fighting-- They're trying to win me over, aren't they? Matthias then proceeds to trip over and fall on his face. "Ow! I seem to have hurt my cheek. Oh, _____, my cheek is in so much pain. All I need is a kiss to make it feel better," Matthias said, just before Lukas choked him by his tie.
You giggled at this.
Then you felt your weight being lifted off the ground.
"M'wife," you were carried out of the room by a sprinting Berwald.
As you turned around, you could see a Dane being dragged by his tie, an Icelander pointing towards you, an angry Finn, still wearing his frilly pink apron, a Norwegian dragging a Dane shouting Norwegian curses all the way.
And you, were being carried through town, over your Swedish crush's shoulder being chased by your other Nordic crushes.
The end.
"You're useless! Why don't you just leave for ever. You can't do anything right. You're nothing without me. I saved your life. You're forever in my debt, _____," said the cruel ominous voice of your ex.
"No! NO!" You cried.
---Flashback-Dream Ends ---
You woke up with a start. It was the same recurring dream. The dream was in fact real but it was more of a memory than a dream.
You had been found unconscious on the street by the five men who found you.
They kindly took you with them to their house, treated your wounds and offered for you to stay with them.
You gladly accepted since you didn't want to have to worry about your ex.
You felt safe with these five men and secretly, you'd gotten to fall for the five men of which you'd come to live with.
Since you were still tired and also though it was almost 11am, you decided to go back to sleep.
Well, although you may have decided to go back to sleep, you were awoken rather rudely by a loud booming voice.
The voice that clearly belonged to the Danish man you lived with, Matthias. You chuckled hearing the Dane shouting as it wasn't an uncommon occurrence. He often yelled when he was drunk but his yelling wasn't accompanied with violence, it was partnered with a slightly perverted yet cute personality - which was basically the same as Matthias when he was sober.
"No! She loves me more!" Shouted Matthias. Your ears pricked up at the phrase he yelled. Perhaps he wasn't drunk? What you heard next shocked you.
"No! She loves me more, you stupid Dane. Some days I wish I did choke you to death. That way we'd all have less competition to deal with," yelled Lukas. Was that Lukas!? He never yells like that...
As you pondered about what they were fighting about, they continued to argue. "Guys, settle down. We all know she likes me the most! She called me cute the other day!" Said Tino in his usual cheerful voice.
You then began to think about who this girl was that they were talking about.
Did you know her?
What if it was you they were talking about?
You'd had enough of thinking so you went downstairs to where they were fighting and his behind a wall. "Sh' d'sn't l'ke 'ny 'f y' g'ys. Sh''s m'wife," the quiet swede, Berwald said as he raised his voice.
"_____ likes me the most!" "No. She likes me." "GUYS SHE LIKES ME THE MOST!" "Quiet, Dane. We don't want her to hear us." "Lukas is right, Matthias. We shouldn't wake _____ up. And also, it's obvious that she likes me most." "She's m'wife."
You quietly giggled a bit from your hiding spot. So they were arguing over you. Nothing like a bit of sibling rivalry to lift your spirits.
After a while, you decided to go back to your cozy bed for a little nap. Unfortunately, you also had the need to sneeze.
You tried to hold it in but failed miserably.
You sneezed so loud that the arguing that was coming from the Nordics stop.
"Good morning, _____! Did you have a nice sleep?" Asked Tino in a sweet but rather creepy way. "Yes, _____, did you have a nice sleep? Would you like me to do anything for you, kjære?" Asked Lukas in his usual monotonous voice. Wait what did he just call me? "Morning, _____. Have you seen Mr Puffin? He seems to have disappeared...," asks the young, platinum blonde Icelandic male. Why is everyone being so nice now? They were all fighting-- They're trying to win me over, aren't they? Matthias then proceeds to trip over and fall on his face. "Ow! I seem to have hurt my cheek. Oh, _____, my cheek is in so much pain. All I need is a kiss to make it feel better," Matthias said, just before Lukas choked him by his tie.
You giggled at this.
Then you felt your weight being lifted off the ground.
"M'wife," you were carried out of the room by a sprinting Berwald.
As you turned around, you could see a Dane being dragged by his tie, an Icelander pointing towards you, an angry Finn, still wearing his frilly pink apron, a Norwegian dragging a Dane shouting Norwegian curses all the way.
And you, were being carried through town, over your Swedish crush's shoulder being chased by your other Nordic crushes.
The end.
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me: i don't know how to flirt so imma just stare and call you m'wife til you marry me