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Police!Norway x Reader

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It was your typical day. Staying outside late out night past bedtime, just to get twinkies and other snacks at the convenience stores near your house. You were nomming on some choco-mallows while strolling in the park. The dark is bittersweet to you. Even though your constantly in it, like right now.





Suddenly, WHAM! You fell to the ground. Only to look up and see a police officer. "Excuse me, I thought the police were supposed to SAVE people." You complained. The man looked down to you, with his cap covering his face. But you could definitely see is deep blue eyes. They mesmerized you. You were just staring at him.





"Oh, I'm sorry frue." The police guy extended you a hand, helping you up. Which made you lightly blush. "Thanks, but watch out Mr. Police man, you might get arrested next." You winked, jokingly. He turned away a bit, tilting his cap down. "I'm sure that won't happen, miss." Alright. You really wanted to know his name now.





The curiousity urked you. "Hey, you, Mr. Guy-Man-Police, what's your name?" Calling him a 'Guy-Man-Police' was weird in his opinion. But he brushed it off his shoulders. "My name is Nor-- Lukas..." The name 'Lukas' entered your head. You felted like squealing at the name, but that wasn't your 'outside' nature. "And last name...?" You asked.




"Bondevik...Why...?" Lukas said showing no emotion. "Uhh, no reason." You looked deep into his eyes, trying to analyze atleast SOME emotion from this guy. You failed badly. That bothered him. You were just staring into his eyes. Like some weirdo. "What might you be doing? That's kind of annoying..." He said, trying to take his gaze off your's.




"Ah, how embarrassing!" You thought. "Oh, oops. Maybe your a magnet, I'm sorry. But it's not my fault." You laughed in a evil-playful way, trying to get some emotion out of this guy. This was going to be hard! For some-reason, he was staring at you. There was one of those ink-sensor things still on your shirt. He thought you had stole them.




You heard a clank, almost like metal. A chill went down you spine, suddenly feeling something even more cold than the night go around your wrists. It was cuffs! "W-Wait, what are you doing?!" You said, but he ignored and began to speak on his walkie talkie. "Hey, Matthias, we have a young woman at the charge of theft." He said.




"Get your self here, stupid brother. Don't be eating on the job." Lukas continued. "Theft?"! Theft my ass! That's tyranny! Don't do this to me!" You shrieked. "It's not tyranny, it's life. You got what you wanted." He smirked. "Your locked up." He thought you were serious. Actually, maybe you were.




"You're on an enemy, aren't you?" Lukas sighed, taking off his cap. You were fixed on him. He was so cute! He even wore a cross in his hair. "N-No... You dumby.. I don't think so.." You mumbled that he was an ass after that. "I heard that. And, don't play stupid. I'm Norway, the personification." ...What?! Your head was spinning!




Either that, or you got drunk off of convenient store snacks. "Norway is a person?!" You screamed. His eyes widened, trying to show the least emotion as possible. "Don't say that out loud idiot. That's annoying." He clamped his hands on your mouth. Though you managed to still talk. "Woah woah woah, this is so amazing, I just met Norway! Oh God!"




"Don't break the taboo and tell people." He said, panicking slightly. "OH GOD, you're from that anime Hetalia aren't you?! Jesus, I knew you sounded and looked familiar! Some one save me from this fucking heart attack I'm gonna have!" You were harshly whispering. You noticed how girly that sounded. "....." You backed off.




"I think I'm gonna have to keep you..." You grinned, somehow managing to drag him with the cuffs still on. "I think I'm gonna have to smack a bitch." He muttered, getting dragged along with you. You got home and locked him in your closet.




>>




The next morning, you stretched and went to school. Looking around, you noticed a certain person in your class NAMED LUKAS, was absent today. He always looks in the opposite direction of people... "Oh shit!" You thought out loud, in English class. "Excuse me Ms. ( Your name )?!" Your teacher turned to you. "I said 'chit'." You lied.




The teacher turned back and you dashed off as quick as possible. You never did really have a good look at your classmate, Lukas' face. Who knew he was Norway?! Your own classmate was freakin' Norway from Hetalia! You slammed your house door open. Looking for your room, your parents were confused. They were asleep when you kidnapped Lukas.




"What's wrong sweetie...? Why are you not in school?" Your mom asked. "No time!" You replied, dashing to your room, unlocking your closet door, only to see Lukas sitting there boredly in his police uniform. "Ah-- Lukas! I didn't know you were my classmate! Shit, I'm sorry!" You explained. "It's alright...And did you know your still cuffed?"




"Wait-- What?! I went to school in cuffs?!" Your eyes widened, thinking everyone would think your a psyco. "I guess so...And the reason I avoid emotion, and everyone's gazes, is because--" A robber broke your window open. Way to ruin the moment! It was a famous person in your class, he was in the Italian Mafia. His name was 'Lovino Vargas'.




He walked up to Lukas and stabbed him. He'd always had a grudge on Lukas for some reason. You gasped, while your eyes watered up. "Wh-What are you doing?! You fuckin' ass! That's my friend!" You grabbed a glass shard, ready to stab him, but he just twisted your wrist backwards. You shrieked in pain, and cursed rapid-fire.




Lovino pulled the knife out of Lukas to make him bleed out. Lukas put his palm over the really bad stab wound. He got up and smacked Lovino. "Don't you even dare going in my friend's house, trying to hurt her and steal her stuff." He said, punching Lovino continuously. Lovino got knocked out, and Matthias was surprisingly waiting outside.




Lukas threw Lovino out the window and Matthias caught him, putting him in the police vehicle and driving off. Lukas fell onto the ground weakly. You got up and kneeled to him. "You won't die, you idiot! That's so selfish!" You yelled, crying a bit. Your mother heard you and went upstairs to your room, opening the door and gasping.




"What happend honey?!" She was shocked. You explained it quickly and she nodded. She got an alcohol swab and wiped Lukas' cut, causing him to jolt mildly. Then she wrapped his wound. "You'll be alright...Don't worry..." Your mom said smiling. "I'll fix the window later today.." She said, and then left.




"The reason I avoid everything...Er fordi jeg elsker deg, ( Your name )..." Lukas said, kissing you. You blushed, and kissed him back. "Oh my God... I love you too...!" You whispered quite loudly, feeling like crying of happiness.
WANT A SEQUEL? OR NOT? *O*
Here, I know it sucks. But here. Dedicated to my friend N.H.M. from my school. She loved Norway. :3
See these surprises? XD
I always love writing sad, bloody, jakced-up stories! I'M SORRY! >~< X3
~Fails at fluff and shit~
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