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Unexpected Surprises XI
Iceland x Reader
The Perfect Icelandic Pillow~
"Just great" you grumbled, pulling your special, pregnant lady pillow towards your aching and swollen tummy. Tossing and turning, you couldn't get your mind off the aches and pains pregnancy caused you to bear.
"That's it!" you screamed, throwing the pillow across the room. You began to feel tears prickle the corners of your eyes, for pregnancy also caused your hormones to take control of your emotions. You took the blankets and draped them over your head as you cried for no apparent reason.
You felt a gentile tap on your shoulder and you pulled the sheets off your head to reveal none other than the icy blue eyes of your concerned boyfriend.
"______ why are you crying?" he asked, picking you up gently and setting you on his lap. You nuzzled your face into his chest and weeped, "I-I I hurt Emil! I c-c-can't even sle-eep with my stupid pillow."
Emil chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair, smoothing it with each stroke. He then pulled away, smiling sweetly as he asked, "Would you like me to be your pillow?" You sniffled and wiped the tears away from your tear-stained cheeks.
"Y-yes." You whimpered. Emil laughed softly to himself as he slithered under your covers and you wrapped your body tightly against his, making sure he was the perfect mold.
"Mmm… You're definitely more comfy than any pillow I've slept with." You mumbled. Emil smiled slightly and said, "I'm glad, as long as you're not hurting or crying, then I'm very happy."
Soon the two of you drifted off into a blissful and comfortable slumber for the rest of the night, only to be awoken the next morning by a deep and raspy Danish accent.
"Goooooooood Morning sleepyheads!! Guess who's here to pick you up my little ______?" you groaned and clutched onto Emil tighter, who only pulled the covers over his and your head.
"Go away Mat." Emil said bitterly. Mathias only chuckled, taking hold of the covers and completely taking them off to find an upmost adorable sight indeed. Mathias struggled to contain his laughter as he muffled out, "Pfft.. ______... Nice pillow…heh, you got there..."
You rolled your eyes and sat up, giving up to the Danes antics; Emil following not to far after, draping an arm around your shoulders and leaning against you. You crossed your arms and pouted, "Shut up and go get me something covered in caramel."
"Aww, getting emotional are we? Well, I'm sorry to inform you, but you're on a strict diet! We can't have you gettin' all chubby on us." You arched an eyebrow and retorted sarcastically, "And I don't already have my own gravitational pull? Papa Mat, I'm the size of a planet. Let me have my caramel."
"Nope. We made you a big and healthy breakfast so that you'll be happily full for yoga with Berwald today!" he chimed happily. Your stomach grumbled to the sound of a big breakfast and your mouth began to water.
"Wh-what did you make me?" you asked hesitantly, blushing in defeat. Mathias grew a smug grin as he said, "Oh I don't know… Scrambled eggs, turkey sausage links, some toast with peanut butter spread on top, and some yogurt with berries fresh from the market… But, you know, you don't have to eat it if you-"
"No, we'll have that." Emil said quickly as he grabbed your hand and the two of you walked downstairs to grab a plate of your deliciously healthy breakfast. Mathias sighed not too long after you guys left and mumbled something along the lines of, "Crazy kids."
Let's just say this, Danish men really knew how to make a delicious breakfast.
Iceland x Reader
The Perfect Icelandic Pillow~
"Just great" you grumbled, pulling your special, pregnant lady pillow towards your aching and swollen tummy. Tossing and turning, you couldn't get your mind off the aches and pains pregnancy caused you to bear.
"That's it!" you screamed, throwing the pillow across the room. You began to feel tears prickle the corners of your eyes, for pregnancy also caused your hormones to take control of your emotions. You took the blankets and draped them over your head as you cried for no apparent reason.
You felt a gentile tap on your shoulder and you pulled the sheets off your head to reveal none other than the icy blue eyes of your concerned boyfriend.
"______ why are you crying?" he asked, picking you up gently and setting you on his lap. You nuzzled your face into his chest and weeped, "I-I I hurt Emil! I c-c-can't even sle-eep with my stupid pillow."
Emil chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair, smoothing it with each stroke. He then pulled away, smiling sweetly as he asked, "Would you like me to be your pillow?" You sniffled and wiped the tears away from your tear-stained cheeks.
"Y-yes." You whimpered. Emil laughed softly to himself as he slithered under your covers and you wrapped your body tightly against his, making sure he was the perfect mold.
"Mmm… You're definitely more comfy than any pillow I've slept with." You mumbled. Emil smiled slightly and said, "I'm glad, as long as you're not hurting or crying, then I'm very happy."
Soon the two of you drifted off into a blissful and comfortable slumber for the rest of the night, only to be awoken the next morning by a deep and raspy Danish accent.
"Goooooooood Morning sleepyheads!! Guess who's here to pick you up my little ______?" you groaned and clutched onto Emil tighter, who only pulled the covers over his and your head.
"Go away Mat." Emil said bitterly. Mathias only chuckled, taking hold of the covers and completely taking them off to find an upmost adorable sight indeed. Mathias struggled to contain his laughter as he muffled out, "Pfft.. ______... Nice pillow…heh, you got there..."
You rolled your eyes and sat up, giving up to the Danes antics; Emil following not to far after, draping an arm around your shoulders and leaning against you. You crossed your arms and pouted, "Shut up and go get me something covered in caramel."
"Aww, getting emotional are we? Well, I'm sorry to inform you, but you're on a strict diet! We can't have you gettin' all chubby on us." You arched an eyebrow and retorted sarcastically, "And I don't already have my own gravitational pull? Papa Mat, I'm the size of a planet. Let me have my caramel."
"Nope. We made you a big and healthy breakfast so that you'll be happily full for yoga with Berwald today!" he chimed happily. Your stomach grumbled to the sound of a big breakfast and your mouth began to water.
"Wh-what did you make me?" you asked hesitantly, blushing in defeat. Mathias grew a smug grin as he said, "Oh I don't know… Scrambled eggs, turkey sausage links, some toast with peanut butter spread on top, and some yogurt with berries fresh from the market… But, you know, you don't have to eat it if you-"
"No, we'll have that." Emil said quickly as he grabbed your hand and the two of you walked downstairs to grab a plate of your deliciously healthy breakfast. Mathias sighed not too long after you guys left and mumbled something along the lines of, "Crazy kids."
Let's just say this, Danish men really knew how to make a delicious breakfast.
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Crrrrash!
"Crap!" Iceland sighed as he heard your voice from downstairs,"Ow...Emil! Emiiiil!"
Iceland got up from his desk and rushed downstairs,"I'm coming, I'm coming! What did you do this-" He paused at the entrance of the kitchen, your form in the midst of broken glass and a gash on your leg, a small amount of blood seeping out. Suddenly, he became rather concerned, rushing to your side,"___________, what did you do?"
You lifted your head up, looking towards Iceland sadly,"I-I was just getting plates out...I-I'm sorry..."
He sighed, a light smile gracing his lips,"I'll clean it up...don't worry so mu
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And I think we all know how yoga went with Berwald. If you read that chapter, that is...
Here's my proof that all of what I put down was healthy for pregnant ladies: [link]
And I'm sorry if you are allergic or don't like any of the items I listed as the food you ate, I can't read minds y'all, so calm down.
I do not own:
Iceland - Emil
Denmark - Mathias
Sweden - Berwald
or you
But I do own
So suck it losers!
Here's my proof that all of what I put down was healthy for pregnant ladies: [link]
And I'm sorry if you are allergic or don't like any of the items I listed as the food you ate, I can't read minds y'all, so calm down.
I do not own:
Iceland - Emil
Denmark - Mathias
Sweden - Berwald
or you
But I do own
So suck it losers!
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