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"Hej, come on Nik! It's gonna get dark by the time you get up here!" That remark earned the Dane a threatening glare. "You expect me to hurry up when you haven't said why I'm here." Nikolai frowned a bit, causing his stoic face to fault until they finally reached the top of the hill Mathias insisted on dragging him up. The older man stretched out his arms and turned toward the other. A triumphant look stretched out on his face as he awaited words of praise from the Norwegian.

Nikolai simply looked out, ignoring the other. From what he could see, the top of the hill overlooked a scenic view which was breathtaking for him. There was a lake a few meters away and underneath a seemingly-strategically placed tree was an entire picnic setup; basket, blanket, and flowers. At the least, the shorter blond was impressed, seeing how obvious the trouble was to getting all of this set up. Even the flowers looked out of the area so Mathias probably bought them at a shop. A sigh was let out. Despite the slight sense of flattery, Nikolai would never admit it. Why dodge an opportunity to put a dent in the other's ego?

The Dane let down his arms, smile not yet faded. He was a bit hurt but he expected none-the-less from the Nordic. Mathias grabbed the other's arm and lead him over to the blanket, releasing his grip and taking seat on the spot closest to the water. Nikolai rubbed his arm and grimaced, seating himself by the tree and as far from the man as the blanket would allow. He watched as the man took out and placed the food, seeing that his golden-haired friend went through even more trouble preparing the lunch for the two. Both of their favourites were in the basket ranging from the Norwegian's sweet tooth to the Dane's love of cheese. A dainty hand was extended to grab at a muffin that caught his eye until another grabbed it, keeping him from his prize. Another glare was shot upward to a gleaming, stupid-looking face. "What do you say~?" Mathias practically sung, milking this so he could get at least one good word from the younger man. "What?" The man in question answered sharply. "You know what I mean~. You should say 'Thank you, Mathias~!' or maybe even 'You're so awesome, Mathias~~~!'." The Norwegian's eyebrows furrowed. He hated when the other 'imitated' his own voice. It cracked horribly because he thought it was funny to make it sound as girly as possible.

"Give me the muffin, Mathias." The sentence was laced with hatred, attempting to scare the bulkier hand off. The older man playfully frowned, taking the treat into his other and taking a quick bite off the top. "If you're not going to be nice then I guess this is mi-" Not even being able to finish his taunt, Nikolai had lunged forward and pushed him over as hard as he could, taking the muffin in the process. He stood up straight and began to picked off the pieces of bread the other man's lips touched while the poor Dane realised he should have picked a more shallow end of the lake to setup by.