Lukas lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. Voices sounded from downstairs, but he was so lost in his head he heard none of them. He had been lying in a trance like state for several hours due to yet another sleepless night. It was becoming the norm, never sleeping, and he had no desire to do anything. Unfortunately, he had to act like he was okay in front of the others so they wouldn't catch on.

Lukas's trance was interrupted when Mattias suddenly barged into his room. "Norge, wake-" he paused mid sentence, seeing the blonde's eyes open. "Oh, you're awake," he said cheerfully, a wild grin lighting up his face.

"How could I not when you just enter my room shouting like a wild animal?" He replied in a monotonous voice, not taking his eyes off the ceiling.

The Dane grinned even wider. "Someone has to be cheerful around here! Now come on, it's nine thirty, we have things to do!"

Lukas sighed, knowing Mattias would become more obnoxious the longer he sat there. So with great effort, the blonde got up, brushing past Denmark on his way out the door. The Dane eagerly followed, chatting to the Norweigan as they walked downstairs, Lukas ignoring every word.

Norway was greeted by Tino and Berwald as he entered the kitchen. "Morning Lukas!" Tino said in his usual, cheerful manner. The Finn was sitting at the table drinking coffee, Berwald across from him. Lukas nodded to the two, moving to the coffee pot to pour himself a mug. After getting his drink, he sat down at the far end of the table without a word.

"Do you want anything for breakfast?" Tino asked him. "I can make you something! You look tired. You have dark circles under your eyes," he added, a hint of concern tainting his voice.

"No, I'm not hungry," he replied in his disinterested voice, taking a small sip of coffee.

Mattias rushed over. "Tino's right," he said, staring at Norway. "You look exhausted! Are you okay? Is something going on? Do you want to-" he was cut off with a slap in the face by Lukas.

"Shut up," he said, annoyed. "You talk too much."

Mattias rubbed his cheek, appearing hurt, although Lukas knew he was faking it. "Ow, gee, I was just concerned for my best buddy is all!"

The Norweigan made a small noise in his throat but made no move to reply. Denmark looked at Tino and Berwald but quickly looked away , shrugging it off.

Lukas sighed, not wanting to be there with them. "Are we actually doing anything or can I go back to Norway? I have things to do."

Mattias frowned. "But Norge! You do too much work! Can't you have some fun for once?"

"You let Iceland stay home to complete his work."

"That's different," the Dane argued. "Emil doesn't always try to stay away from everyone. And he was stressing out!"

Lukas sighed, setting his mug down. Glaring at Mattias, he said, "and I will be too if I don't finish mine."

The Dane opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by Berwald. "If you have work, you should finish it. It's more important," he muttered in his deep voice. Tino nodded in argreement.

"He's right! We have all the time in the world for fun. Literally!" He said with a bubbly laugh.

Norway felt a pang in his chest but ignored it. He gave a quick nod and stood from the table. "Right. Thanks. I'll see you soon," he said, making his way to the door. "Bye!" He heard from Tino and Berwald. Mattias remained silent.

Lukas opened the door without a glance back. He slowly walked to his car, got in, and once it was turned on, began the drive home.

(Mattias POV)

Mattias crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at the two nations. Sweden looked back as if challenging Denmark while Tino looked away guiltily.

"You seriously just let him go?" Mattias questioned.

Berwald shrugged. "He had work, couldn't force him to stay."

"But all he does is work!" He replied, frustrated and trying not to explode. "We've hardly seen him for the last few weeks!"

"Denmark," Tino said timidly, "maybe he just needs some alone time…"

Mattias glared for a few more moments then sighed, looking away. "You're probably right," he said in defeat, "I mean, we'll see him in a few days at the world meeting, yeah?" At this realization, the Dane perked up. "Yeah! There, he can't avoid us!" He grinned, leaving the kitchen.

"You can't hide forever Norge!" He called out to no one in particular from the hallway.

Tino and Berwald exchanged looks, then shrugged, going back to what they had been doing.

Typical Mattias.