Cookies [Norway X Reader]

"What do you mean you're leaving?!" Mathias exclaimed, his eyes fixed on Berwald. "You can't survive a single war without ME!"

"I'm sorry. But I need my Independence." Berwald stated firmly.

"You're just saying that!" Mathias countered, "But after you do gain Independence, you're just gonna crawl back to me for support!"

"I won't do that. I have Tino with me and--" He was cut off mid-sentence by Mathias' rage.

"Don't say that like you mean it! Sooner or later you will come to me for support! And don't think I will give you support, 'cause hell I won't!" Mathias was infuriated, just the thought of Berwald wanting Independence from him felt like a horn growing on his heart. Was he not enough for Berwald's happiness?

Not thinking twice, Mathias flung himself at Berwald and crashed his fist on the Swedish's face. Tino tried to get between then but Berwald stopped him. He knew that fighting back would just make matters more worse.

Not being able to do anything, Tino plastered himself between the two crying children sitting on the bed, watching the commotion take place right infront of them.
"Ssh. Come on now, stop crying you two." He comforted you and Emil, fairly rubbing circles on your backs to stop the hiccups. "They'll make up tomorrow. Don't worry."

You were too young to understand what was happening to the two, big men infront of you. And even if you could have understood it at that time, you wouldn't be able to do anything anyway. So, you chose to sit back and watch, not knowing when the fight would stop.

As the commotion died down and both men had decided to go back to their own rooms, Tino had tucked you into bed. But there was something-- or someone, missing. And you guessed Tino realized that too.

"Wait. Where's Lukas?" Tino asked before tucking you into bed.

You figured he wasn't in the room. Maybe he had run off somewhere to hide from the argument? He never liked shouting and punching, so he must'v escaped before anything physical were between Mathias and Berwald.

You simply shrugged your shoulders.

Tino tucked you into bed then kissed your forehead. "Goodnight [Name]. I'm sure Lukas had run off somewhere. He'll come back later." He assured. Finally, he went out the door. You heard footsteps that slowly died down the hall.

At that time, you still couldn't fall asleep. Your heart was beating fast because of what happened earlier. Then you remembered Lukas. Where could he be? You couldn't read the clock even if you tried to. You just couldn't. But you guessed it was already way passed your bedtime. He must really be taking his time in calming himself down. That's right, he was having a hard time calming himself down, because nobody was there with him. Sometimes when he was scared, Tino would always be there. But right now, he wasn't. It was just him. Alone.

You stepped down quietly, hopeful not to wake Emil. You tiptoed to the door, slowly opening it. Making that it's creaks were down to a minimal. You closed the door then passed swiftly by Berwald's door. You could still hear him and Tino talking about stuffs you didn't know about.

You walked down corridors, doors, walls, paintings, and other things you could find in the the Nordic's mansion, but still you couldn't find Lukas. Finally, you've reached a realization. He must be in the garden. That's where he'd go when he's irritated or scared. Where else would he go? And so, you set off to the garden.

Upon walking through the long sidewalks lined with bushes, you finally come to the spot where you thought Lukas might be in. It was dark and scary at night, but you knew he might be going through something. Turning to the right, you spot a certain Norwegian boy, crouching infront of a bud of Purple heather. You stop on your spot, meters away from him.

"Lukas?" You called.

Slowly, he turned to you. You could clearly see that he had been crying his eyes out the whole time. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve then went back to face the flowers.

You walked up to him, then crouched beside. "Lukas. It's already past bed time. Let's go inside now." You whispered.

He shook his head.

You sighed. "C'mon Lukas. Please?" You tried again. And again, he shook his head.

You contemplated on what to do next. What were you going to do? It was way past bed time and if Tino knew about this, you'd be in so much trouble. Whatever you did, he just wouldn't listen. Maybe that's because of his situation right now, but still--!! Then, you remembered something.

You stood up and began to walk back to the house. Lukas eyed you before you left, but you didn't stop. A few minutes went by and finally you came back. Lukas didn't expect anything when you did, but you brought him something even He couldn't refuse.

As you walked to him, you held a plate full of cookies and A big glass of warm milk. You knew nothing would make him happier--except maybe his violin. At the sight of the cookies, you could notice him grow brighter.

"I brought cookies." You smiled.

As both of you finished the plate and had wiped off the milk from your mouths, Lukas was now less, tense. But he still didn't smile. He never really did.

"Lukas. Let's go in now." You tried once more. And finally, he agreed.

When you reached your bedroom, you noticed that the lights were already off. It was pretty dark but you could still see because of the moon's light. As you were starting to climb up your bed, you felt a light tug from behind.

"[Name]..?"

You smiled. You knew exactly what he wanted. Despite your young age, you were already sensitive to Emil and Lukas' feelings. "Yes, Lukas?"

"Can I sleep on your bed tonight..?" He quietly said.

"Of coarse you can."

The both of you climbed up your bed and fixed yourselves and tried to sleep. But before you could really sleep, Lukas had whispered something to you and you swear that you'd remember even until you grew old.

"I love you, [Name]."

You smiled. "I love you, too Lukas."