Norway X Reader - Sweet Solitude

You loved your solitude, you loved the silence and the whole feel of it. You had a few friends of course but you still savoured the sweet silence of being alone.

You had been out with your friends for a few hours now, you loved them, but they were being a tad too loud for you. Saying your goodbyes you silently slinked away to a place you had been coming to since before you could remember.

It was a small clearing in a dense forest with an arch of trees leading you into the quaint meadow itself. In the meadow were different flowers, mostly depending on which season it was, currently though there were gorgeous bluebells dancing in the slight breeze, adoorning the grass lightly and giving the meadow a lavender blue haze.

You noticed something different though, there was a boy about your age sitting in the center of the meadow, his back facing you. Normally on the rare occasion that you found someone in your meadow you would have just walked off and come back at dusk, they were usually gone by then. But you sensed something different about him, the others were all so noisy and obnoxious but he seemed to enjoy just sitting back and relishing in the silence that surrounded him. He almost reminded you of yourself.

You walked over beside him and looked at him, as if waiting for approval. He stared at you for a second with his emotionless lavender eyes as if looking for a threat. When you stared back at him, unfazed, he nodded to himself seeming to approve of something and then patted the soft grass beside him. You sat down next to him but didn't speak, not wanting to break the silence that you had been craving since the twilight hours of the morning.

"...Hallo," the boy said softly, obliterating the silence with that one word.

"...Hello..." you replied, keeping your voice at a similar level to his.

He turned his head slightly, just enough to look at you, and you in turn did the same. You smiled at him slightly. He blinked, seemingly surprised, but returned the small gesture nonetheless. At that moment a silent truce was formed and the first sparks of friendship had ignitied.

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You smiled to yourself as you walked to the all too familiar meadow. It had been a few months since you had met the silent Norwegian boy, Lukas. You two had gradually grown closer and sometimes had random conversations together when the silence became too overpowering. His voice was beautiful to you, it was almost as melodious and quiet as the silence you both adored so much. It almost scared you how much you had grown to care for him, more than you had ever imagined you could care for a human.

You snapped out of youe thoughts when you walked through the wooded arch and saw a familiar figure laying outstretched on the grass looking up at the sky. You blushed to yourself as you flopped down beside him.

Acknowledging your presence, he turned his head to give you a smile. A real smile, one that you were quite sure was extremely rare. You smiled back, then turned your head to watch the clouds lazily float by, starting to get lost in your thoughts.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't notice Lukas staring at you curiously. He had been feeling quite...different around you. He couldn't explain it but his stomach felt all fluttery when you were around, at first he had thought it was a stomach bug but it only seemed to appear when he thought about you of you were around, it was all so new to him. Lukas looked at your hand for a few seconds then hesitantly grabbed it.

Abruptly wakening from your thoughts at his touch you looked at Lukas to see he was blushing and trying to avoid eye contact it was really quite adorable. You laced your fingers through his and smiled shyly at him. He began to lean towards you and-

"Norge bagged himself a girlfriend!!" an obnoxious voice shouted joyfully from the other end of the meadow.

You looked at Lukas in confusion, the boy in question was blushing a deep magenta and mumbling various threats in Norwegian and English. The only words you could string together went something along the lines of "Mathias...I'm going to maim you...!"

Then Lukas released your hand and rushed at the Dane who ran away, laughing loudly. You cringed at the loud noise and covered your ears with your hands, muffling the noise. "This is going to take some getting used to," you thought to yourself, but as you watched Lukas shaking his fists angrily at Mathias you couldn't help but know that it would be worth it.