Hey guys, I hope you enjoy this quick little oneshot I decided to write. It was based off a post that I found. When I originally found the post, I knew I had to write something. This is to help make up for the fact that I don't update very often.

If you want, I can make an entire oneshot book, you guys will just need to give me some ideas.

I start school in about two weeks so I'll probably be really inactive for a little while but I promise I'll get back into the swing of things.

Now, enough of me, let's get on to the story.

*Disclaimer*

I, personally, am not one of the people who believe Dennor to be an abusive relationship of any kind. If anything, I'm writing this as a way of expressing that neither one of them would truly hurt each other. I could've written this as any ship but, personally, Dennor is one of my favorite ships in Hetalia. If you don't ship it, don't read.

You hear me?

Good.

Now I will begin the story.

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Lukas had never been more exacerbated at the moronic Danish man.

Ever.

Out of all the years he had known him, he had never been this infuriated.

The worst thing was, he could hardly remember what they were fighting about anymore.

His only guess was that it was about some boorish thing Mathias had done.

"Why do I even bother with you anymore? All you do is cause trouble! Not only that, but you never pick up after yours-" Lukas began, quickly cut off by Mathias.

"Well maybe if you weren't such a bossy neatfreak, we wouldn't be having this conversation!" Mathias retorted.

"You call this a conversation. You really are an idiot, aren't you?"

"I am not!"

At this point, Lukas was usually ready to end the argument, but right now, he could keep going forever.

Unfortunately, he was too late on that. Mathias was already walking out the door.

"I am done with you! I am done with this argument! I am done with everything!"

Lukas couldn't believe his ears. Was that stubborn Dane, who never gave up on anything, really walking away from this?"

"Hey! Don't walk away when I'm talking to you!" Lukas, was officially angry.

He ran after Mathias, anger surged through his veins. They ended up running down the street, in the freezing, winter air and across a road buried in snow. Neither of them paying attention to the weather, both of them without a coat.

They had finally arrived in a local park area. It seemed abandoned, almost dead, in the wintery scenery. Yet, something about it seemed peaceful. Not for long.

The two angry Scandinavians arrived posthaste.

Mathias was quite surprised when he turned around and saw Lukas right behind him.

"Oh Lukas Bondevik, the man none should ever underestimate." he muttered between breaths. Lukas hadn't heard this, of course.

"Mathias," he was trying to catch his breath, "how dare you run out on me like that."

Mathias stared at Lukas before saying "Sorry not sorry, mom."

"Did you just-" Lukas began.

"Yes I did." Mathias said with a prideful smirk.

Lukas was livid now. He started yelling. If people in Africa had heard, it wouldn't be much of a surprise.

Mathias' pride had basically been flushed down the drain. Lukas had been yelling for a good five minutes now. Some of what was said, stung him- on a personal level.

Lukas only got louder and louder, ranting on and on. That's when everything started to truly go downhill. Lukas had raised his hand, ready to start using hand gestures to get his point across but Mathias was now wide-eyed. He covered his face the best he could. Painful memories cut through his brain, opening up new scars. Lukas had seen this and stopped.

"Mathias, I- I'm sorry."

Mathias finally let his guard down, eyes watery.

"Luk-" Mathias was quickly cut off by Lukas.

"Shh no. Don't say anything." Lukas said and walked towards the Dane, embracing him tightly.

"Mathias you know I would never, ever do anything whatsoever to intentionally hurt you in any way, shape, or form. I love you too much to do that."

The Dane cried when Lukas said that. His tears were beginning to freeze to his cheeks in the cold air, but he didn't care, he just kept hugging the one man who had saved him time and time again.

"I love you Mathias."

"I love you too Lukas."

The two men walked home holding hands, not caring that they were nearly frozen.

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So that's the end! I hope you enjoyed a shitty oneshot written by yours truly.

If you think I should write more, please tell me.

Hope you all enjoyed!

-HypocriticalDolphin