part 335 summer nights (tell me more tell me more)

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Like did he have a car? Dodo--dodo--dodo... yeah! How is your July going so far, meme? Good? Bad? Okay? Scrumtrulescent? ... Question mark? This is a very rambling post today, I'm sorry, I'm in a tired rush. A tired tired summer rush. Which, in my professional opinion, is the most annoying kind of rush. I prefer a crisp winter rush! But oh well.

Enjoy part 335!

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[kingkongeriget]

[gets a bunch of saltwater up his nose fuckow]


[keeps his legs wrapped tight and swings his elbow up and then drives it down into whatever's closest. is that his clavicle?]

[iceandheather]

[It sure is.]

[Shrieks in pain and tries to roll over again, tries to get him on his back again, tries to get himself and under the water again, moving with his whole body and grabbing at Denmark's throat just under the collar.]

[kingkongeriget]

[no-]


[pinned, and no leverage]


[grabs one of Norway's wrists at his throat and twists]

[iceandheather]

[Fuck - he has to let go, he can't --]

[He lets go of his neck with the one hand, but presses down even harder with the other. Of all the times he's choked him, this is far different.]

[kingkongeriget]

[switches the hand he's got on Norway's wrist so he's not fighting against the direction of his own body's torque]


[keeps twisting, hard]

[iceandheather]

[Lets go completely and tries to flop in the direction of the twisting - jesus fucking christ that hurts - and kicks at him, trying to distract Denmark enough that he'll let go]

[kingkongeriget]

[that's the idea, man]


[tries to get up and gets kicked for his efforts but at least he can breathe now]


[so he tries to put his knee on Norway's elbow instead]


[he's not sure he's strong enough to break his arm with his bare hands, but it's worth a shot]

[iceandheather]

[Well, fuck you too.]

[It doesn't break but it fucking hurts and he screams and thrashes and tries to push Denmark's head down again but his flailing isn't very effective and he ends up getting seawater in his own mouth and nose and eyes to show for it.]

[kingkongeriget]

[looks like this is doing pretty good as far as keeping Norway incapacitated goes, but it's not going to win him the fight]


[pushes down with his knee. think, Denmark, think.]


[ignore the screaming]

[iceandheather]

[Suddenly, just -]

[Stops.]

[Grits his teeth and stops, stops moving, stops screaming even though it hurts and his arm is likely to break if Denmark pushes down even a little bit more, stops and stays there with the water around him and Denmark on top of him. He'd grabbed at him to try to push him under but he couldn't and now he just stops, and breathes, almost gasping.

[kingkongeriget]

[swallows hard]


[somehow the near-silence is worse]


'm so sorry, Nor.


[breaks his arm]

[iceandheather]

[And that breaks the silence, too. He screams again, the pain making him tear up.]

[He was still for a second, but now he isn't. He kicks at Denmark, trying to get him off, trying to move with his free arm to grab at Denmark's hair and yank him off, and all the movement just makes the pain dizzyingly worse.]

[kingkongeriget]

[pulled off ow]


[scrambles away to catch his breath]


[that saltwater still burns]

[iceandheather]

[Gasps as soon as Denmark is off of him. For a moment he stays there, breathing heavily, coughing from the water that he swallowed while they were thrashing around.]

[Where the hell did Denmark get to. Norway stares upward, thinks of lifting his head to look. Doesn't.]

Get over here.

[Grits his teeth as he says it, blinking back tears. It's the salt in the water, that's all.]

[kingkongeriget]

[crawls over. cautiously.]

[iceandheather]

[Turns his head now to look at him, biting at his lip. Slowly, he gestures for him to get closer.]

No. Come here, damn you.

[He practically sobs it out.]

[kingkongeriget]

[comes closer]


'm here. 'm here.

[iceandheather]

[Reaches out - slowly - and touches his face. Brushes his fingertips along the edges.]

Ought to do it proper. You can't go leavin' summat half-done like this.

[His voice shakes as he chastises him, criticizing him for that.]

[kingkongeriget]

[puts his hand on Norway's]


Wasn't gonna. Promise.

[iceandheather]

Do it.

[Presses his thumb to Denmark's lips]

But c'mere first, will you.

[Says it more softly, sounding like a request even if it's phrased like an order, letting his hand slide to the back of Denmark's head to hint at him to come down.]

[kingkongeriget]

[comes down]

[iceandheather]

[Not good enough.]

[Damn it, Denmark, does he have to do the thinking for you even now?]

[Norway sighs, exasperated - somehow even now, things don't change - and grips Denmark's hair to pull him in for a kiss. At least now he's close enough for it.]

[kingkongeriget]

[why break a tradition?]


[kisses him slowly]


[he's not ready for this, and he isn't sure he'll ever be]


[but that ship's already sailed, hasn't it?]

[iceandheather]

[It has.]

[Kisses back softly, lightly. It's gentle, slow, just the way that he taught him how to do it, just like the 'lessons' he gave him only recently when he chided him for needing practice.]

[Everything that happened over the course of the last few days have been wrong. But this - right now - this is right.]

bedtime for now orz

[kingkongeriget]

[he missed this rightness]


[follows his lead, keeping it gentle]


[puts an arm around Norway to support him]