Iceland X Reader - This is My Life

This is My Life
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I spent my days in vain just waiting
For happiness to come my way
I took for granted all they gave me
I opened my eyes
Finally I realized

Emil was your friend. That was a fact, but only to you. He was struggling with each bump in the road, and it took all he could to simply make it. You'd tried offering your help, but he kept on pushing your attempts away. You still helped him in the background though. You gave him a shoulder to lean on, answers for every question he had, and little presents that landed at his door anonymously.
The depression took a hard toll on Emil's physical and mental health. But he was a grown country, right? He hated to lean on anyone. I mean, he was independent after all, wasn't he? He could prove that he was mature enough to survive, couldn't he? Life was getting harder though. He felt just about to crack.
Reaching for the remote, he turned on the TV and started flipping through the channels, unaware that you were watching him from the hall. Slowly, you faded off to sleep, but your watch beeping 11 PM woke you up.
The TV was off, and Emil was on the couch, his eyes closed, and his head in his hands, but his body shaking as silent tears ran down from his face to his wrists.
You moved from your post and sat on the couch next to him. He shifted as your weight created a new indent on the cushions. He looked at you, his eyes red and puffy.
You looked back, as small smile etched on your face, your half lidded eyes filled with caring.

This is my life
I don’t wanna change a thing
This is my life
All the pain, all the joy it brings

You were about to hug him, to comfort him, when he moved first.
His arms wrapped around your waist, and he buried his face in your shoulder, his salty tears wetting your jacket. In response, you took your free arm and pulled him a little closer, patting him comfortingly on the back.
He'd never acted this way before. When he'd broke down before, he'd always initially flinched away from your touch, before slowly moving into it, but his movements were always distant. This time he threw himself on you fully, holding back nothing.
You heard him whisper ever so silently, “I-I'll take your help now.”

All through the years
Of blood sweat and tears
Hopes and my fears
All that was meant to be
This is my life
What will be, will be

You said nothing, too shocked for words.
“I mean, unless you don't want to help me any more!” Emil said quickly, pulling back to look at you. “I've been an idiot, pushing away everyone's help, until this point. I thought I could pull through on my own, that I could support myself without anyone else's help. I can see how wrong I am now. I need yours and everyone's help. I can't believe how rude I've been, shunning you when you all only wanted to be nice. Especially you, (Y/N). You've stuck with me through thick and thin. You haven't given up on me, even when others left. I-I'm not worth your friendship.”

There’s no denying all the heartaches
Were just a blessing in disguise
If I never made a single mistake
I wouldn’t be here
Part of the plan I believe

You smiled at him warmly, making him blush slightly. When he'd first entered his depression, he was just your friend, but you'd grown to develop strong feelings for the young man. What he hadn't realized was that it hurt your heart too whenever he underwent pain.
But then again, if the depression had never arrived, you'd never have learned to see him in this light. That past was the past, and each hardship and struggle had build both you and him up to this point. You wouldn't take back any of it.
“Emil...” you said trailing off, a light blush dusting your cheeks. “Of course I'll help you!”

This is my life
I don’t wanna change a thing
This is my life
All the pain, all the joy it brings
All through the years
Of blood sweat and tears
Hopes and my fears
All that was meant to be
This is my life
What will be, will be

“Thank you for staying with me, (Y/N),” Emil said, pulling you into a full hug. “I-I know this may sound stupid to you, but I-I don't regret any of what I have done. I'm glad I had the chance to learn to rely on my friends the hard way. This way, I think I'll be able to avoid making the same mistake again.”
You squeezed your friend and crush tighter. “Don't worry, Emil,” you said quietly, “I don't regret anything either, and I'm glad that everything that happened  had happened.”

I've found the key
To set myself free
You'll be amazed
Cos I have the power
To change my ways

“(Y-Y/N), c-can I tell you something...?” he asked, once you'd both pulled out of the hug.
“Anything,” you replied supportively, hoping you could give him a boost of confidence.
“Y-yeg...” he muttered, and you struggled to translate.
Yeg? Oh! Ég! Ég means...I.
“Ég elska...”
I...love... I love!
“Th-thig.”
Thig. Ah. Right. Þig. Ég elska þig. I love...you. I love you.
Your face erupted into a vibrant red color.
“I love you too, Emil.”
You couldn't tell who moved first. Moving together, you both pulled yourselves into a sloppy kiss.
When you pulled away in sync, a genuine smile was spread across his lips.
“I feel like a tremendous weight has been lifted off my chest,” he told you sincerely.

This is my life
I don’t wanna change a thing
This is my life
All the pain, all the joy it brings
All through the years
Of blood sweat and tears
Hopes and my fears
All that was meant to be
This is my life
What will be

Both teamwork and dedication pulled Emil out of his depression. It had its toll of you, but you were glad you helped. You steadily grew closer and closer with him, and you spent a lot more of your spare time at his house. Since you were the only one left helping him, your close relationship wasn't actually public, and you two were the only ones who knew about it.
So finally, when all the bumps were smoothed out, you were sitting on his couch, eyes closed in a day dream. He approached you, his face red.
“(Y/N), would you like to go on a date?” he asked nervously.
You stared at him incredulously, “Of course!”
He breathed a sigh of relief.
“Why'd you ask though?” you asked.
“Oh...well, it's just that we've never done anything in the public yet,” he explain.
Ah right. Denmark was going to love this. Literally.

This is my life