"Since he'd go crazy and practically do anything for a bottle of beer, we'll use that tactic! Right, Su-san?" The blonde man only turned from his glance and nodded at the cheerful Finnish man, who was clapping his hands together. "Even Su-san agrees! Means this plan will work out great! And Mathias will admit he likes you!"
Tino, your best friend had organized a get Mathias drunk party so they could all hear him say he likes you. It seemed pretty stupid at first, but then again - you did want to know whether the Dane liked you or not.
Sure, he's loud and obnoxious; much like that Alfred F. Jones kid down two blocks from your house, but Mathias was just always there.
Though the bad thing was his drinking habits.
That could use a little fixing.
"So the party shall be tomorrow night at my house!" The Finnish man loudly exclaimed, a smile still stamped on his face.
"Yup! Oh (Name), you'll be fine! Just don't try to faint when Mathias gets there.~" Tino practically sang the last sentence to you, teasing you.
It felt as if God was laughing at you too, that tomorrow night came on a swift. You made your way to Tino's house, as slow as you can.
"(Name)!" Tino caught sight of your form. "Mathias is already here! You're slow!" You felt your cheeks heat up at the mention of the Dane's name. He was making you crazy!
"Yo (Name)!" Mathias practically ran over to you, and grabbed your hands. "I didn't know you'd be here!"
"Y-Y-Y-Yeah." You couldn't count how many times you stuttered.
"What's the mat-" The Dane's sentence was cut off as Tino's voice butchered over his.
"Welcome to the party! The purpose of this party is," you heard him mumble words no one could hear. "So just have fun!" The Dane only laughed and the whole party was returned as before, cheerful and loud.
"So," the two of you clashed words. The Dane flashed a smile at you.
"Tino invited you?" He asked, scratching the back of his head.
"Y-Yeah. You too?" You responded sheepishly as you watch Mathias nod his head.
The two of you remained silent as Mathias spy beer. "Beer, (Name)?"
"I'm not much of an alcohol person... Go ahead, Mathias." You felt him nod his head then walked away.
You felt a slight tangle of sadness and the feeling of abandon as Mathias walked away. Tears drip down.
"(Name), are you crying?" You heard the Dane say as he approached you, putting his beer down on the nearest table. "Don't cry. What's the matter? I'm sorry, please don't cry." Mathias grabbed you closer to him and put you around his arms. "If it was me, I'm sorry..."
All you could do was shake your head in his embrace. It was warm.
"Jeg elsker dig, (Name)." You felt his lips on the top of your head.
"I love you too, silly..." The Dane only lowered himself as he pressed his lips on yours.
"Men jeg elskede dig længere end du tror."