Denmark x Reader: Viking Idiot

"Hey, ____ look it's one of those girl stores." Matthias told you pointing at the place, "Hold on I'll be right back."

He walked in the lingerie store and after what seemed like ten hours he came out with a bag, lipstick stained lips, and a big red hand mark on his cheek. "Okay...one, what the hell happened and two, what's in the bag?" You question him and his sad expression suddenly a happy one again.

"Well let's see I walked in the store to get something and this cute girl thought I was her boyfriend so I kissed her then her actual boyfriend came and pimpslapped me." He simply answered, "And this is for you!!" 

He cheerfully pulled out a red lacey lingerie and you cheeks started to burn. "P-put that a-away..." You stuttered and shoved his hand back in the bag. He cackled out a big laugh and ruffled your hair. "____ you're cute like Emil when you get embarrassed!!" He cheered giving you a big hug.

You just sighed and hugged him back because when that Dane hugs you and you refuse, he squeezes tighter. This hug felt different in a way you can't explain though. He wiped his lips and wrapped his arm around your shoulder like on the cheesy romantic movies and looked at you. It was so obvious that he has a crush on you sometimes, but you pretended that you didn't notice. "I know you're hungry, let's go get something to eat." he patted your shoulder.

You sighed and nodded so you two went into one restaurant that was a bit obvious, Happy Viking. You looked at him with an unamused expression and shook your head at him. "Really?"

"What? It's the only place to eat here."  he replied.

The two of you got your seats and munched away on your food and when you were halfway surprisingly full already while Denmark finished his food. "You're not going to finish, ____?" he asked pointing at your plate.

"Matthias, I'm full..." you trailed off, leaning back in your chair.

"We'll take it to go then." he sighed.

After getting your stuff you both headed out of the place and walked around a bit more and apparently Matthias got different clothes instead of the usual red shirt and black tie. "____, are you ready to go?" he asked you after he brought his new tie.

"Uh...yeah." you said looking at him.

You both walked out of the store and started to head out of the car until you both saw an arcade across the way. "OOO~ ____!! Look an arcade, let's go in~!!"  he cheered and dragged you to the area.

When you two walked in, he got player cards for the two of you. He dragged you around to play a few games with him like Street Fighter or something then he let you go play the games you want to play. You walked around more until you found a Dance Dance Revolution machine. They still have these around here? I thought they were all gone. You thought and swiped your card and started to play it. Choosing a song you just went with Rainbow Flyer and somehow you got almost everything right and that you wanted to be stupid and play HONEY♂PUNCH which was a living hell.

But, you past it and you felt like fainting from it. Eventually though you decided to play Beautiful Life and you started failing. "Ugh...Now I remember why I stopped playing this game..." You panted all tired from it with sweat on your forehead the room didn't help because it felt warm in there. 

You were about to stagger out until Matthias found you laying on the ground looking like you were sleeping. "____....You okay?" He shaked your shoulder, but since it showed no use he picked you up and slung you on his shoulder. 

He grabbed your bags and walked out of the place. When he made it to the car he place the items in the backseat and set you in the passenger side, he struggled putting the seat belt on you. He power walked to the driver side and started to drive his house. 

~short time skip by doge~

You woke seeing yourself wearing  a big baggy red button-up shirt and in someone else's bed. Where am I?! I knew I shouldn't have played freaking Dance Dance Revolution...You thought looking around the room then you noticed that it smelled like Matthias cologne in there so you sniffed the shirt and the sheets and it only answered Matthias to you.

If this is Matthias room then why am I wearing his shirt? But, his bed is comfy and warm~ You slightly purred from the softness of the king size bed and rolled around in it making you the filling of a burrito by wrapping the covers around you. You fluffed the pillow a bit and rested. So comfy~ was all you thought just laid there feeling like the best burrito ever.

I wonder if she awake at the moment. She might flip when she figures out what I did. Matthias thought slowly walking to his room to peek through his door. When he slightly opened in quietly he saw your back facing him under the covers and relaxing. 

Since of his height he can see that you were awake and walked up to the bed and practically spooned you. You swatted his face quickly 'cause you were so frightened. "Who- Oh it's you" you said when you turned around in your tortilla made of sheets, a fluffy comforter, and two blankets.

"What? Did I interrupt something?" he smiled and squeezed you tighter.

"No, It was just having fun being a burrito in your bed." you puffed out a breath, "Too...tight."

"Sorry~" he cooed loosening his grip a bit.

"And Matthias, why am I wearing you shirt?" You asked and he hid his face in your shoulder. 

"I changed your clothes while you were passed out because you looked very sweaty so I thought changing your clothes would help you a bit." he said with his face still in your shoulder, but you heard him clearly.

You blushed slightly and petted his head a bit it. "It's okay, that was nice of you to do." you replied. 

"Well I think you should take a shower, I just came back from your house because I was getting some clothes since I'm making you stay here tonight, okay?" he smiled and kissed your cheek.

"Thanks." You giggled.

"You're welcome, I love you~" he cooed.

"I...I love you too." you turned red from him.

"You can wear that shirt tonight, or do you want to wear the lingerie I got you?" he asked pressing his head on your forehead.

"The shirt you viking idiot..." you kissed him.