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@maggiescarborough said: It’s me again, darling I’d love for another request if you want, it’s be 25 → "What the hell do you want me to say?" ; "What about I'm sorry?" with Hvitserk? Thank you so much and I hope you have fun writing!

A/N: yayyy some hvitty writing to cheer up my day!!! loved the request, hope you like the result love ����

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Warnings: mentions of sex, language, a bit of angst

He had been out for hours.

Earlier in that day, you had said you would wait for him on his house. You had managed to sneak into his chambers behind his mother's back and had patiently awaited there with a smile on your face and the thought of spending time with him like you hadn't been able to do in the last week.

You waited, and waited, and waited. He never showed. When sadness filled your being and you began to regret being there, you got up from his bed where you had been sitting comfortably and made your way towards the door in heavy steps.

Just as you were about to get out though, the door was opened in front of you and Hvitserk stood there on the other side, a smile on his lips that disappeared as soon as he saw you standing there. That hurt you.

"(Y/N), have you been...?" he began, but the question died in his throat when realization filled his eyes and he stopped talking with a heavy sight.

"You forgot, of course" you said, a false ironic smile on your lips as you felt stupid. Stupid for being there for so long, when he clearly didn't even remember you existed. "I am leaving"

"No, wait" he held you back when you tried to pass by him, hands tight in your arms. You walked backwards to get out of the reach of his hands, and he then closed the door behind him before turning to look at you again. "I did nkt forgot, I got caught up in a thing with Ubbe"

You laughed at that, without any humor at all in your tone. "That is curious, since Ubbe has been here for hours now. He was the one who helped me get in" Hvitserk realized he had been just caught in a lie and turned his eyes to the floor, making you sight heavily. "If you did not want to see me you should have just said, Hvitserk, instead of making me wait here for your arrival like your dog"

"(Y/N), I..." as he straighted his head upwards again, the colar of his shirt moved and you saw a glimpse of something in his neck. Before you could contain yourself you marched towards him and roughly pulled at the colar, exposing the love bites and marks that covered his neck. Those were fresh, juding by the colors of it. Had just been made.

"You were with her. I should have known" you felt anger filling your chest and you took several steps back, trying to get as far away from him as you could. "How is Margrethe? Was she missing you?"

The provocation in your voice mixed with the clear pain on it made Hvitserk raise his arms and then let them fall around his waist again. "What the hell do you want me to say?"

"What about I'm sorry?" you snapped back at him, tears blurring your vision before you blinked and made them fall. "I'm sorry I said I loved you because that was a lie? I'm sorry I said I wanted to be with you because honestly I just want to keep fucking someone else?"

"It was not a lie" he replied almost instantly, eyes fixed on yours as he said so. "I do love you"

"Right. How did I forget that" you said and then stormed out of the room, passing by him with a push to his left shoulder that made it clear you did not want him to hold you back.

As you made your way back to your own house, a long walk in the night that at least brought some clearness to your thoughts, you thought about Hvitserk and how much you loved him. Unfortunately, he apparently did not feel the same.

As you got to your house you cleaned your tears and made your best to look normal, not wanting questions to be made about the fact that you had been crying. Just when you closed the door behind you and turned around, you saw your parents sitting at the fire in the middle of the room.

"We thought you would not be getting back until tomorrow" your father said, a mischievous smile on his lips. They knew you had been seeing Hvitserk, of course.

"Floki!" your mother slapped his arm and then looked back at you. "Did everything go well, my child? Are you feeling good?"

"I'm just going to sleep. Goodnight" you said before you began to cry again and walked away towards your bed.

As you did so, you heard your father saying something. "I think (Y/N) is hurt, Helga"

Oh, father, you thought to yourself. You have no idea how right you are.