Always With You [Iceland x Reader]

"Will you please come?" your friend Elizaveta begged.

"No," you stated as you returned to the book you were reading.

"Please ____, I promise you'll love them!" Eliza gleamed happily waving the tickets in front of your nose.

"What's their name again?" you ask the Hungarian as you lowered your book.

"Nordic 5!" she squealed.

"What are they each from one of the Nordic countries?" you laughed as you tried to read again.

"How'd you know, but yes they are. Although they weren't born there, their parents are. They met in Canada," she smiled. "_____, please come! I even have backstage passes!"

"What time?" you sighed giving up.

"The concert starts at six sharp," she smiled.

You glanced up at the grandfather clock directly across from you. five o'clock it read in roman numerals. Sighing you tossed your book onto the cushion beside you. Walking over to Elizaveta you gingerly plucked one of the tickets from her hand, causing a large smile to form on her face.

"This will be so much fun!" she shouted as she pulled a lanyard from her pocket a excitedly pulled it over your head. "I can't wait to meet SuFin!"

"Is that like some opening act?" you asked dumbfounded.

"No," she angrily sneered. "It's the shipping name for Berwald and Tino-"

"Oh more of your yaoi stuff?" you laughed.

"Yes," she smiled as she skipped out of your living room. "I'll just wait in the kitchen for you to get ready." she sang.

You just stared at the Hungarian, eyebrows knit in confusion. Shrugging you pulled your hair over the lanyard and thumbed the slick plastic coating. Smiling to yourself you headed upstairs to get dressed. As you passed the mirror something in the reflection caught your eye.

You slowly back tracked and looked at your appearance more carefully. A familiar face appeared on the lanyard. You carefully looked closer and came face to face with a familiar purple eyed man.

He's apart of the band? you asked yourself as you inspected the lanyard closer.

His white blonde hair still fell the same way it did back in high school. He wasn't smiling in the picture which was typical of him. He never did show much emotion even to you, he usually would get flustered and walk away.

I look forward to meeting you again Emil, you smiled as you walked away from the mirror.
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"Oh my gosh! I can't believe we're actually here!" Elizaveta squealed as the two of you stood in front of the stage.

All around you girl chatted and squealed. Most of them sported one of the five Nordic flags. Lots of them had signs with various sayings, that shall not be mentioned out loud. You looked over to Elizaveta who held a large smile on her face, she was sporting a Finnish and Swedish flag shirt.

"SuFin," you muttered under your breath, a tiny smile appearing on your face.

Suddenly the lights went off and everyone around you began to scream, especially Elizaveta. You put your hands over your ears, you were too young to lose your hearing. You looked towards the stage were five men now stood all holding microphones.

"Hey ya, everyone! Get ready to get some good cheer straight from the Nordic region!" a tall spiky haired man shouted into the mic.

"Iceland," you heard someone mutter into their mic.

You looked towards the voice to meet a pair of purple eyes you haven't seen in a long time. They stared straight back at you, a shocked expression was held within his gaze.

"Norway," a blonde man with a sailor hat sighed.

"Denmark!" the spiky haired man shouted again earning more screams from the crowd.

"Sweden," a stern looking man voiced.

"And I'm Finland," a small blonde smiled.

"Do they always refer to themselves as the country's names?" you yelled at Elizaveta over the screams and singing.

"Yes, aren't they just adorable!" she squealed turning her attention back to the band.

Well one of them is, you smiled glancing at Emil again.


"Nature is calling once again today," an angelic voice sang.

"Emil's voice is beautiful," you breathed.

Elizaveta glanced at you as you stared in awe at the Icelandic male. A small sly smile crossed her face. Plans rapidly forming in her mind as she continued to watch the band preform.
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"Elizaveta we passed the meeting room!" you yelled at your friend as she dragged you down the hallway.

"We aren't going to the meeting room, besides it finished over an hour ago." she stated.

"I thought you wanted to meet them?" you asked as you tried yanking your hand free of her grasp.

"I do, and we are." she giddily smiled.

"But you just said the meeting-"

"I have connections," she evily smirked. "Roderich composes some of their music. Although he hates the genere, he still enjoys writing music for his friends."

"So that means-"

"It means we get one on one time with them!" she squealed dragging you down the hall faster.

"Will you stop cutting me off-"

"We're here," she breathed as she let go of your hand and knocked on the door quietly.

The door slowy opened revealing the familiar white haired male. Shocked filled his eyes again as he looked you up and down. Another head poked from behind him smiling widly at you and Elizaveta.

"Two pretty girls! Aren't we lucky," the spiky haired man smiled.

"_-___," Emil stuttered as a pink blush tinted his cheeks.

"Hey," you greeted shyly.

"Oh, so you already know Emil here." the man laughed slapping Emil on the back.

"We used to go to school together," you told him. "It's been awhile."

"Well now you two can catch up. I am Mathias King of Nothern Europe," Mathias introduced. "But you may also call me Denmark."

"I am Elizaveta and this is ____," she introduced.

"Pleasure," he smiled as he gestured for the two of you to go into the room.

Emil's purple eyes trailed after you as you walked beside Elizaveta. Taking a seat between her and Mathias.
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For the past hour or so Elizaveta as excitedly chatted away with the band members. You learned that the tall stern looking man was named Berwald, and the man sitting beside him was Tino. You as well learned that Lukas was the man that always looked annoyed. As well of course, there is Emil.

"I think I am going to go for a walk," you whispered to Elizaveta. Yet, she paid no attention to you and resumed talking to Mathias.

Sighing you got up from your seat and exited the room. You walked down the long narrow hallway until you reached a set of large doors. You pushed them open and breathed in the fresh night air. You walked through the cold night air over towards a railing. You leaned against it and stared up at the twinkling stars.

"It has indeed been awhile," someone said from behind you. You turned around to see a flustered Emil approaching you.

"How many years? Like six?" you laughed as Emil comes right in front of you.

"Something like that," he smiled, as silence fell over you two.

"You know what?" you asked eyeing the Icelandic.

"What?" he responded.

"I-I never stopped liking you," you confessed.

"Y-You liked me?" he blushed violently.

"Yeah, ever since we met in grade nine." you laughed.

"O-Oh," Emil said shocked, you gave a sad smile.

"I'm sorry," you apologized as you turned around to look back at the stars.

"D-Don't be, because I liked you too." he confessed, softly grabbing your wrist.

"A-Actually?" you questioned turning to face him again. He nodded as he profusely blushed.

His face began to inch slowly towards you. Shutting his violet eyes he pressed his lips to yours in a sweet innocent kiss. You wrapped your arms around his pale neck as you relaxed into the kiss.

"Those lyrics hold true meaning," Emil stated.

"And what's that?" you laughed as you rested your head on his chest.

"I'm always with you," he promised.