DenmarkxReader - Alcohol and Gloss

The bar, a place where everybody feels welcome (unless you got kicked out but that's a completely different scenario) and everybody talks about their troubles. Denmark visited here often, after all the other Nordics left him. He stayed in the corner, just drinking his troubles. Thank god for the gift of a high alcohol tolerance! However, a certain someone caught his attention.

Her.

He had to admit, she was pretty. Far too pretty for her own good, honestly. She ordered a drink and walked up to his table.

"Anybody sitting here?" She asked. He shook his head. She sat down and gazed out the window.

"Why is a pretty lady like you so glum?" He asked, taking a sip of his beer. The girl blushed.

"My boyfriend dumped me. Boyfriend of...three years." She murmured. Her [eye color] wandered from the outside to his own dark blue eyes. "You are?"

"Mathias Kohler. At your service..."

"[name]." She said straightforwardly. "Not that it'll matter in the end."

"Why not?"

"Because we're all gonna get drunk as hell and forget about it, that's why." She growled.

"Touche." She rolled her eyes.

The two talked for hours on end, until the bar had to close. At this point, [name] was completely drunk while Mathias, having been more cautious about his liquor intake and not even close to drunk, was taking her to his home.

"For the last time Mathy, I'm not drunk!" She snapped drunkenly.

"Yes you are." Mathias grumbled. You giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, causing a bright blush to appear on his face. "Yep, you are drunk. You're not thinking rationally." He muttered under his breath as the two of you approached his front door. He kicked open the door and dragged you to his bedroom. "You're staying in this bed for tonight. If you need anything, I'll be in the living room, provided you can manage down the stairs." He grumbled. You giggled.

"But Mathy-chan...can't you sleep with me?" You whined. He sighed and gave you a glance, revealing your puppy-dog eyes. He was heavily reminded of a young Finland but shoved the memories away.

"No."

"Pleeeeeaaaassseeee?" She whined. Mathias had a mini-internal battle before giving in.

"Fine."

"Yay!" She giggled. Mathias grabbed his pajamas and went to the nearest bathroom to put them on. When he was done, he gasped when he saw [name] in only her bra and underwear. "What? Haven't seen a woman naked before?" She asked. He facepalmed.

"Not in a while..." He mumbled as he laid down next to her. He hoped that he wouldn't get raped in the middle of the night, THAT would suck.

...

"AIYAAAAAHHHH!" Denmark was awoken by a scream. He shot up, seeing [name] backed up into a corner.

"Morning." He grumbled, holding his head. She tilted her head, confused.

"Mathias? What happened last night?"

"You got drunk and I mean DRUNK. I brought you here and you fell asleep quickly. I imagine that you've got yourself a killer hangover?" He asked. She gave a low nod. He got up and went over to his drawer, picking out a pair of pants and a tee. He threw them at her.

"Once you've gotten in them, wait for me. I'll cook you something to eat, okay?" She nodded as he took out his usual clothes and went to change. When he was done, he returned to see she had gotten in them with ease. He picked her up and brought her downstairs. He placed her on the counter and went to the cabinet to get some aspirin.

"T-thank you for doing all this for me. I..."

"Don't mention it. I'd do anything for a pretty girl." He flashed a cocky smile. She giggled. He brought her a glass of water and a couple aspirin. She took them with a smile as he went to whip something up.

"Well, looks like all I got is cold cereal. Hope you don't mind that."

"Oh no, I don't mind it all." Denmark couldn't help but notice how cute she was.

...

After that, she went home. Denmark plopped himself on the couch, thinking about her.

Oh, this was going to be the start of a beautiful relationship.