#Also i like the hc that denmark listens to boybands

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Oof, could you possibly do some DenNor with a highschool au please?

((Sure thing!!! Sorry this took so long, I kept deleting it :/ This is based off a true story, btw!))

Lukas loved Mathias. He really did. Mathias was kind and sweet and, despite only having only dated for a few weeks, Mathias would probably cut off his own hand if it meant making Lukas smile.

Yes, Mathias was amazing. However.... Lukas found himself secretly enjoying the few school hours he had without him. Their lunch periods, for instance, didn’t match up. Mathias nearly fought the principal in an effort to change that until Lukas calmed him down. Now the twenty minutes alone with a sad sandwich and slightly frozen milk was the only quiet time Lukas had to himself.

He thumbed another page in his book, thoroughly engrossed in the plot, hardly even noticing when the steady chatter of the lunch room died down to near silence.

“HEY LUKIE!”

Lukas’s head snapped up. He knew that voice. And only one person could call him Lukie without dying...... His eyes darted around until they landed on a table in the centre of the room. Oh, no.....

Mathias was standing on the table, surrounded by flowers and chocolates, with a microphone in his hand and a huge grin on his face. Lukas felt his ears turn pink with embarrassment as he felt the eyes of every student in the room on him. Mathias winked, and he was damn lucky he was hot, because otherwise Lukas might just stomp up there and strangle him.

“This one’s for you,” Mathias purred into the microphone, then pointed to the table next to it, which had (oh god how did Lukas not notice that) Mathias’s unofficial garage band on it. Berwald on bass, Tino on drums, and Lukas’s own baby brother on keyboard. The students started cheering when Emil hit the first notes. Oh, good heavens above, Lukas wishes he didn’t know this song.

“You’re insecure,” Mathias crooned into the mic, leaning forward far too much considering he was standing on a heap public school lunch table. “Don’t know what for. You’re turning heads when you walk through the DO-O-OR!”

Lukas groaned and covered his face with his hands, but he could still see Mathias start dancing through his fingers. His hips moved in tight circles, his hands sending hearts and kisses Lukas’s way. “Don’t need makeup! To cover up. Being the way that you are is ENO-O-OUGH!”

Wait a second.

Were the other students dancing, too?

Lukas wanted to melt through the floor. Mathias has somehow found the time to choreograph an entire lunchroom worth of students to the dumbest pop song in the world.

Mathias hopped off the table and towards Lukas, swinging his hips as he went. “Everyone else in the room can see it!” He cheered, and the other students sung along. “Everyone else but you-ooh!”

Lukas looked up, finally, feeling his face turn the colour of a strawberry as Mathias sat in the chair across from him. He braces himself for Mathias to, inevitably, start screaming the chorus, but instead he reached across and gently took Lukas’s hand. Was... Mathias blushing too!? His voice dropped low, much softer, and Lukas wasn’t sure if the mic was even on any more. He could barely hear through the throbbing of his heart in his ears.

“Baby you light up my world like nobody else,” whispered Mathias, leaning closer.

“The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,” Lukas leaned closer too.

“But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell,”

“You don’t know, oh-oh.”

Mathias’s lips made a soft impact with Lukas’s own, sending a shiver down his spine.

“You don’t know you’re beautiful.”

Mathias finished with a huge, beautiful grin. The crowd of students held their breath. Lukas did, too. Or maybe he’d been holding his breath since Mathias hopped up on that table.

“Lukas Bondevik, light of my life, my darling dearest,” began Mathias, standing up and moving around the table so he was at Lukas’s side. “Would you do me the honour of...” He god down on one knee. Lukas’s heart stopped. “Going with me to homecoming?”

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Lukas spluttered, looked at the crowd, looked back at Mathias, and decided the best place to hide his blush was in Mathias’s shoulder. He dove into his boyfriends arms and whispered, “Yes.”

Apparently, he didn’t whisper low enough, because the entire cafeteria exploded in cheers and applause. Mathias laughed and scooped Lukas up into his arms, peppering kisses all over his cheeks. “He said yes! Guys, he said yes!”

Lukas smiled, his hand firmly in Mathias’s, eternally happy for his beautiful boyfriend.