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Bjorn - Bjørne

Hej! Første halvdel er på dansk og andre på engelsk.

(First half is in Danish and the second in English.)

God fornøjelse!
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Du hadede denne tid på året. Bjørn fandt det simpelthen sjovt, men det var seriøst.

Du frygtede bjørne.

Jeg mener hvem der ikke?

Bjørn sagde altid, at han ville beskytte dig og du troede på ham.

"Bjørn, vær forsigtig, du ved, jeg kan ikke lide at du er ude alene under denne tid."

"Du fungerer som om jeg nyder dig også alene." Bjørn griner på dig og placerer et kys på dit tempel.

Du ruller dine øjne og krammer ham et stykke tid og nyder sin krops varme før han slipper ham.

"Vær sikker på min elskede." Du bøjer ham væk, mens du ser sneen falder rundt om hans form, hans åndedrag er synlig, når han går gennem sneen.

Bjørn besluttede at tilbringe en uge ud i ørkenen for at bevise noget til sin far. Du havde tillid til ham, ja, du var bare bange for hvad der kunne ske.

Du elskede ham med hele dit hjerte og kunne ikke håndtere at se ham falde væk fra dig, du ønskede en familie, og han vidste det også.

Så ugen gik forbi, og du var på slutningen hele tiden. Ragnar forsøgte at berolige dine nerver, og du havde middag med familien nogensinde min nat.

Ragnar kunne lide dig meget, han insisterede på, at du var den bedste passer til Bjørn. Du var både store jægere og krigere, på trods af din frygt

Så kom natten endelig, Bjorn ville vende hjem. Du blev hjemme og ventede ved ilden, rensede et par våben og forberedte mad.

Døren åbnede og Bjørn gik ind, men han var ikke selv. Han syntes træt og .... ondt ?!

Du løb op til ham og løftede op på siden af ​​sin skjorte og så en gash. Du gispede og hjalp ham til at sidde ned.

"Hvad skete der?" Du spurgte, da du trukket sin skjorte helt ud. Han sad der og lo lidt, og du så forvirret ud.

Du vendte hurtigt og greb lidt alkohol og rydde ham op, inden du syede den op og pressede et varmt strygejern til såret og fik ham til at løfte sig.

"Det var en bjørn." Bjorn griner lidt, og man ser på ham chokeret.

"En fjende bjørn ... Jeg fortalte dig, min kære var noget du skulle passe på." Du griner lidt og kysser sit tempel, før han hjælper ham med bordet, så han kunne spise aftensmad med dig.

- English Version -

You hated this time of the year. Bjorn simply found it funny, but it was serious.

You feared bears.

I mean who doesn't?

Bjorn always said he would protect you and you believed him. However, it was still a joke to him.

"Bjorn, please be careful out, you know I don't like you being out alone during this time."

"You act as if I enjoy you being alone as well." Bjorn laughs at you and places a kiss on your temple.

You roll your eyes and hug him for a while, enjoying the warmth of his body before letting him go.

"Be safe my love." You wave him away as you watch the snow fall around his form, his breath visible as he walks through the snow.

Bjorn decided to spend a week out in the wilderness to prove something to his father. You had faith in him, yes, your just feared for what could happen.

You loved him with all your heart and couldn't handle watching him fall away from you, you wanted a family and he knew that as well.

So the week went by and you were on end the entire time. Ragnar tried to calm your nerves and you had dinner with the family ever my night.

Ragnar liked you a lot, he insisted you were the best fit for Bjorn. You were both great hunters and fighters, despite your fear.

Then the night finally came, Bjorn would return home. You stayed at home and waited by the fire, cleaning a few weapons and preparing food.

The door opened and Bjorn walked in, but he wasn't himself. He seemed tired and....hurt?!

You ran up to him and lifted up the side of his shirt and saw a gash. You gasped and assisted him to sit down.

"What happened?" You asked as you pulled his shirt off completely. He sat there and laughed a little and you looked confused.

You quickly turned around and grabbed some alcoholW and cleaned him up before sewing it up and pressing a hot iron to the wound, making him hiss.

"It was a bear." Bjorn laughs a little and you look at him shocked.

"A damn bear...I told you my dear was something you should watch out for." You laugh a little and kiss his temple before helping him to the table so he could eat dinner with you.

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All right, sorry the story is short, I just wanted to get it out.

I hoped you enjoyed my loves!