Shivering, you pulled your coat tighter around you and continued home. It was the middle of October and it was already freezing. Sighing, you kept walking down the sidewalk to your apartment. Your last class of the day had been canceled, and with nothing better to do, you decided to just head home to try and warm up.
You entered your apartment and closed the door behind you. Tossing your stuff onto the kitchen table, you put some water in a teapot and set it on the stove. While you waited for the water to boil, you went to your room to find something to read. You flicked through your books, and when you decided on one, you went back out to the kitchen. When the kettle started hissing, you took it off the stove and poured the water into a mug. Grabbing a teabag of your favorite tea, you plopped it in the mug and headed to the living room. Happily curling up on the couch, you set the mug down on the coffee table and started to read.
You'd been reading for about half an hour, when all of a sudden, there was a bright flash of light. You winced, dropping your book and covering your face with your arms. You squinted your eyes and noticed that the light was gone. You lowered your arms and opened your eyes.
You weren't expecting there to be a person standing in front of you. You gaped as you looked at the man that represented Norway as he occupied your living room. He was currently looking around the room with a blank look on his face.
"Well, this wasn't where I expected to end up," he said in a monotone voice. You blinked and decided to speak up.
"U-um, excuse me," you said, hesitating when he looked at you.
"Ah. My apologies. I didn't mean to intrude," he said, looking away again.
"Yeah. Um, how did you get here?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"I probably would, considering I know who you are." He glanced at you.
"And who am I?"
"Norway." He turned to face you fully.
"How do you know that?" You sighed and got up.
"Wait here," you said, before going to your bedroom. You quickly looked around for your Hetalia DVDs and when you got them, went back to where Norway was. He looked over at you and you handed him the cases.
"You're not in the same world, anymore," you said quietly. He slowly looked over the DVDs before handing them back to you.
"I see." You clutched the DVDs to your chest and looked at the ground in thought. Nodding to yourself, you looked back up at him.
"Would you like to stay here until you figure something out?" you offered. His eyes widened a fraction for a moment, before disappearing back into a blank look.
"I'd appreciate that." You nodded and stuck out a hand.
"I'm (Full Name). It's very nice to meet you." He gently grasped your hand and shook it.
"You can call me Lukas."
It was now the middle of December. Lukas hadn't figured out a way to get back home, but you certainly weren't complaining. You were now on winter break, which meant you got to spend more time with the quiet man. The only things keeping you apart were your own job and the job he'd gotten to help repay you for letting him stay with you.
You were currently sitting in a burrito of blankets on the couch, trying your best to stay warm. Apparently, God decided that you weren't worthy of a working heater. So now, the warmest your house could get was 65 degrees. Which wasn't much when there was snow piling up outside.
You pulled the blankets over your head, trying to preserve what little heat you'd managed to trap.
"(Name)? What are you doing?" You popped your head out and turned to see Lukas standing in the doorway. He was only wearing a t-shirt and jeans!
"Why are you covered in blankets?"
"Because it's the middle of winter, you freak!" you shouted, before retreating back into your nest. Lukas watched your form burrowing around in your cocoon, occasionally muttering to yourself about stupid heaters breaking in the middle of December and crazy men from Norway not being affected by the cold. He sighed and went to sit next to you on the couch.
He turned to look at the mass next to him and saw one of your eyes peeking out at him from the shadows. Debating with himself for a second, he decided that it was now or never.
Reaching into your sanctuary, he fished around to find you. Once he got a firm hold on you, he pulled you out and set you on his lap. You looked up at him in surprise and noticed that there was a faint blush on his cheeks.
"Lukas," you said, in wonder. "You're blushing………Oh my goodness! It just got bigger!.........Look! Now it's getting redder!"
"(Name), it's not nice to embarrass people."
"But you look cute when you blush!"
"….That's not helping." You laughed and reached up to poke his cheek.
"I'm just teasing, Lukas. But why did you do this?" He looked away from you to grab one blanket to wrap around the two of you.
"Sharing body heat is the best way to keep warm."
"And I suppose you'd know all about that?" He hesitated.
"Well, no. I've never really, done this sort of thing before." Your eyes widened at his confession. Then you started giggling.
"You're too adorable, Lukas," you said, wrapping your arms around his waist. He sighed at your antics but wrapped his arms around you, in turn. You rested your head in the crook of his neck.
"You're not uncomfortable with this, are you, (Name)?" You shook your head.
"Nope! You're a very comfy person, Lukas."
"No, I meant. With this situation." You stared at his neck for a moment before lifting your head.
"I'll be honest. I like you. A lot, Lukas. In fact, I love you. So I couldn't be uncomfortable with this if I tried." He smiled and your heart nearly stopped. He hadn't smiled once in the entire time he'd lived with you. You couldn't wipe the grin off of your face.
"Good. Fordi jeg elsker deg." He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.
You didn't think you'd have to worry about being cold anymore.