Sealand had fallen asleep 30 minutes into the movie, so Denmark and Norway decided to let him sleep and wrapped him in a blanket before getting up from the couch. Norway took Denmark's hand as he led him into the kitchen. It felt like they were young again. 

"Coffee?" Denmark asked, letting go of Norway's hand as he opened the cabinets to look for the coffee beans. 

"You know how I like it" Norway replied, eliciting a chuckle from Denmark as he turned on the coffee maker. Norway watched on as Denmark ground the beans and set up the carafe. Norway didn't realize how much he missed him until now. He missed running his hands through his wild blond hair, he missed the feeling of waking up in those arms, and the feeling he missed the most was the feeling of his lips. Every kiss Denmark planted on his body used to make him feel like the most delicate, precious being to ever grace the planet. And to Denmark, that was the truth. 

Denmark noticed Norway staring and smiled. "Take a picture, it'll last longer" he teased as he poured the coffee into a mug. 

"Why take a picture when I could make a bunch of drawings of you and then never show you the notebook where I sketch them?" Norway shot back, causing Denmark to snort as he tried not to laugh to loud. 

"About that-" Denmark began.

"Don't worry. I'll still be your muse" Norway said with a wink, making Denmark blush as he handed the Norwegian the coffee. 

"Sometimes I forget how utterly cruel you can be" Denmark replied. Norway laughed and took a sip of his coffee. "I missed that laugh." Norway smiled. "And that smile." Norway rolled his eyes. 

"Will you stop being so corny- you're making me nauseous" Norway complained, taking another sip of his coffee as Denmark stared at him from across the counter. Denmark continued staring at Norway with a smile on his face. After a few moments of silence, Norway took one last sip of coffee before asking "What? Is there something on my face?" 

"No-" Denmark said, continuing to watch the Norwegian drink coffee as he moved from the other side of the counter to the seat next to him. 

"Then wh-" Norway began, before being cut off by Denmark placing his thumb under Norway's chin. Denmark tilted Norway's head upwards before leaning in for their first kiss in over 100 years. As their lips connected, Norway placed is mug on the counter and slid his hands around Denmark's neck, deepening the kiss as the two were reconnected at last. In all the years they had been living together, both of them had been dying to feel their lips against each other's again. It was the most magical feeling, and Denmark couldn't help but frown when the two eventually pulled away from one another. 

"I missed that" Denmark whispered, grinning as Norway touched his forehead to the Dane's. "I still love you." 

"I never stopped loving you" Norway admitted, lifting his head before placing a kiss on Denmark's forehead. Denmark wrapped his arms around Norway's waist and pulled him up from the chair before holding him for a while, just enjoying the feeling of being able to wrap his arms around him again. 

"Who knew the nephew from hell would ever bring us back together" Denmark exclaimed, eliciting a chuckle from the Norwegian. 

"Hey- I'm telling my dads you called me the nephew from hell!" the uncles suddenly heard from across the room. The two quickly separated as if they hadn't just been hugging and looked over at Sealand, who was standing in the doorway rubbing his sleepy eyes. 

"Tell your dads anything about tonight and I'll shove you in a box and mail you back to England" Norway threatened, looking down at the boy with the same war-time look Denmark recognized before. Sealand's eyes opened wide in horror and he quickly scurried back into the living room as Norway turned back to enjoy his coffee. 

"You're so hot when you're mad" Denmark exclaimed, suddenly becoming embarrassed at how turned on he had suddenly become. Norway rolled his eyes and Denmark placed a kiss on his cheek before the two headed back ino the living room. Sealand was crouching behind the ottoman in an attempt to scare them, but they could both see his blond hair sticking out from a mile away. 

As the boy popped out from behind the ottoman to scare them, the two pretended to be frightened. "Oh I'm gonna get you so bad for that one!" Denmark yelled, holding out his arms as he began to chase the boy around the living room. Sealand squealed and Norway watched on as the tickle monster returned. As soon as Denmark caught him he threw him onto the sofa. 

"Uncle Nor- help!" Sealand cried once again, hysterically laughing as Denmark tickled him mercilessly. Norway watched on with a smile as Denmark continued to tickle him. Eventually Sealand grew tired of the tickling and slid out from under Denmark's grasp. Denmark responded by grabbing him and hoisting him up in the air like a wrestler. 

"Uncle Den- pretend I'm an airplane!" Sealand shouted, giggling hysterically as Denmark held the boy above his head and ran around the living room making airplane noises. No one heard the door open as the uncles and the nephew continued playing the airplane game. 

Finland and Sweden walked into the house to find it covered in Nerf bullets, and to find nearly every piece of furniture overturned. Sweden looked like he was going to lose his cool, but Finland calmed him down as they heard the noise coming from the living room. The couple walked through their house until they reached the living room, where they were met with the sight of Denmark running around with a giggling Sealand in his arms, and Norway watching on with a loving gaze. They hadn't seen that expression on Norway's face in centuries. 

"I wonder what happened while we were gone."

The End