#walenor

[koolkat9]

Rarepair but

Wales x Norway fluff in which they exchange knowledge about magic and magical creatures

Oooh. Okay after writing this I'm just...They're so cute. Thank you for the prompt. I think I might of have misunderstood the prompt a bit, but the idea popped in my head and I just ran with it.

Rating: T

Pairing: Wales x Norway, NorWal? WaleNor? Would that be the ship name? Also GerEng but like...one throw away line.

Word Count: 422

My Reward

“No…Nonono…” Dylan muttered as he crouched down to look under the table. There was nothing but dust and a few dropped paperclips. “Wyn…”

“Dylan?” a voice called from behind, making the Welsh man bump his head. “Dylan! What the bloody hell are you doing?”

Dylan slowly rolled himself up, rubbing the back of his head where he was certain a bump would quickly grow. “Hey Arthur,” he replied dejectedly.

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“W-Well you see I…Please don’t tell Ludwig but…I kind of brought Wyn.”

“WHAT?”

“They can’t see her,” Dylan protested, “And she seemed really sad when I was about to leave--”

“And now she’s lost?”

Dylan nodded sheepishly.

“I’ll keep Ludwig distracted," Arthur said with a sigh, "Just find her,”

“You’ve always been good at doing that,” Dylan teased, though he was relieved for his brother’s help. Arthur’s cheeks turned bright red as he sputtered out something along the lines of the comment being “inappropriate.” Nonetheless, he set off towards Ludwig.

“Thank you! I promise I’ll make it up to you.” But Arthur was already gone. With his newfound time, Dylan set out into the hall on a search for Wyn. He looked in every drawer of every cabinet and behind every seat, but no sign of the scaly little creature. Out of luck there, Dylan made his way into the lobby.

He had entered just as Lukas and the other Nordics were coming in. Accompanying them was a small, red-scaled dragon who sat perched on Lukas’s shoulder. “Wyn,” Dylan cried, running over to the group.

“She must have missed me,” Lukas teased, “She greeted me in the parking lot.”

Dylan took Wyn into his arms, giving her a big hug. “Wyn…You can’t run off like that. Do you know how worried I was?” The dragon hung her head in shame. “Oh don’t look so sad,” Dylan comforted, “It’s okay. Next time, stick close to me. Thank you, Lukas, for finding her.”

Lukas scratched Wyn’s head, a small smile gracing his lips. Dylan’s heart skipped a beat at the sight. He always did love his Norwegian lover’s smile. “Is there some reward for finding her?” Lukas asked, arm coming to wrap around Dylan’s shoulder.

The Welsh man’s cheeks were set ablaze as he met his lover’s eyes. “W-Well uh…” After a moment’s hesitation, he leaned forward, giving Lukas a quick peck on the lips. “W-We better head in. Arthur can only distract Ludwig for so long.”

Lukas let out an amused huff before following Dylan into the meeting room.

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JDSHGDJSKFHDS THANK YOU KAT THIS WAS AMAZING DGKHSDJK

Rarepair but

Wales x Norway fluff in which they exchange knowledge about magic and magical creatures

Oooh. Okay after writing this I'm just...They're so cute. Thank you for the prompt. I think I might of have misunderstood the prompt a bit, but the idea popped in my head and I just ran with it.

Rating: T

Pairing: Wales x Norway, NorWal? WaleNor? Would that be the ship name? Also GerEng but like...one throw away line.

Word Count: 422

My Reward

“No…Nonono…” Dylan muttered as he crouched down to look under the table. There was nothing but dust and a few dropped paperclips. “Wyn…”

“Dylan?” a voice called from behind, making the Welsh man bump his head. “Dylan! What the bloody hell are you doing?”

Dylan slowly rolled himself up, rubbing the back of his head where he was certain a bump would quickly grow. “Hey Arthur,” he replied dejectedly.

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“W-Well you see I…Please don’t tell Ludwig but…I kind of brought Wyn.”

“WHAT?”

“They can’t see her,” Dylan protested, “And she seemed really sad when I was about to leave--”

“And now she’s lost?”

Dylan nodded sheepishly.

“I’ll keep Ludwig distracted," Arthur said with a sigh, "Just find her,”

“You’ve always been good at doing that,” Dylan teased, though he was relieved for his brother’s help. Arthur’s cheeks turned bright red as he sputtered out something along the lines of the comment being “inappropriate.” Nonetheless, he set off towards Ludwig.

“Thank you! I promise I’ll make it up to you.” But Arthur was already gone. With his newfound time, Dylan set out into the hall on a search for Wyn. He looked in every drawer of every cabinet and behind every seat, but no sign of the scaly little creature. Out of luck there, Dylan made his way into the lobby.

He had entered just as Lukas and the other Nordics were coming in. Accompanying them was a small, red-scaled dragon who sat perched on Lukas’s shoulder. “Wyn,” Dylan cried, running over to the group.

“She must have missed me,” Lukas teased, “She greeted me in the parking lot.”

Dylan took Wyn into his arms, giving her a big hug. “Wyn…You can’t run off like that. Do you know how worried I was?” The dragon hung her head in shame. “Oh don’t look so sad,” Dylan comforted, “It’s okay. Next time, stick close to me. Thank you, Lukas, for finding her.”

Lukas scratched Wyn’s head, a small smile gracing his lips. Dylan’s heart skipped a beat at the sight. He always did love his Norwegian lover’s smile. “Is there some reward for finding her?” Lukas asked, arm coming to wrap around Dylan’s shoulder.

The Welsh man’s cheeks were set ablaze as he met his lover’s eyes. “W-Well uh…” After a moment’s hesitation, he leaned forward, giving Lukas a quick peck on the lips. “W-We better head in. Arthur can only distract Ludwig for so long.”

Lukas let out an amused huff before following Dylan into the meeting room.