Hi everyone! This is my first Fanfic ever and I hope you'll like it. So yea I don't own any character in here they all belong to the original creator and yaddi yaddi *continues on with more of that legal thingy crap*
Please give me critics but they must be nice and not flamishly, if they are flamishly I'll feed the fire with it
So I hope you enjoy it
"It's so hard to keep on living, to be here in this house and to be without him" these are thoughts that are floating around in the already numb mind of Berwald, His heavy steps echoing throughout the empty and cold halls of the house.
Ever since Finland were taken away by Russia, our gentle giant Berwald has fallen into depression and he felt that it even was hard to breathe without him. Berwald even began to talk and respond less, even though he don't talk a lot, he usually respond when someone calls out for him or ask him something but not anymore. Now you're lucky if you even get a simple grunt from him.
A cold November evening, not unlike any other November evening, except that Berwald has left the house, but only to walk Hanatamago. It's late November and it has just began to snow but still it was about three inches of snow so Hanatamago had to skip walk through it.
Berwald didn't care or didn't notice that it was that much snow, he just kept on walking and just as he and Hanatamago was about to go around a bend. A familiar and annoying Danish voice cut through the cold and clear air.
"SWEDEN"
Berwald cringed a bit, albeit unnoticed by the man that called out to him.
"Sweden! Hello, you're finally out of that cold place you call house" Berwald ignored the comment about the house and kept on walking away from the Dane
"Hey hey, now, don't try to walk away from me, I or we all haven't seen you since that happened" The Dane politely didn't mention Tino's name right out.
He just kept on walking, after about three, four meters he felt something cold smash into the back of his head and the sipper down his back. He whipped around to find the Dane with a snowball in his hand and a triumphant grin
"Now I've got your attention" he said still with his grin plastered on his lips, what he wasn't ready for were that Berwald charged at him with eyes hazed over with anger and tackled him to the ground.
"AAH, what fuck are you doing!?" they began to tumble around on the ground and fighting. Berwald didn't care that the Dane swore and yelled at him, he was angry, not at the Dane but that he lost Tino and he couldn't do anything about it.
He soon felt a hand on his shoulder, signaling him to stop and he did. Berwald whipped his head around still to look at the one that stopped him, the haze made by the anger still lingered in his eyes making his vision unfocused. The man he saw behind him looked like him
"Tino?" he mumbled hopefully, only to be met with a pitiful look
"I'm sorry, I'm not Finland, I'm Norway, don't you remember me?" the Norwegian man's voice cut through the haze and Berwald's eyes focused again only to be met by Norway's slightly worried face
"How are you feeling Sweden? Are you okay?" another voice from behind Norway called out to him, this time a girl's voice
"Huh? Elizaveta?" The Hungarian girl came out from behind Norway's back, her face also plastered with worry
"Hello, I'm still under here, please move!" Berwald looked down and saw the Dane lying on his back, he quickly stood up and released Denmark.
Elizaveta and Norway turned around to glare at Denmark.
"Why were you two fighting?" was the first thing Norway said after they broke apart
"And what did you do to make him attack you?" Elizaveta said after without missing a beat.
The Dane looked at them with a shocked and hurt expression
"Why do you think it was me who did it and shouldn't you be on my team Norway, you are my boyfriend" the only answer he got was blank stares from the two and Berwald wasn't even looking at him.
"Okay, I might have thrown a snowball in the back of his head but that doesn't give him a reason to go all rhino tantrumy against me"
"You threw a snowball at him! You moron!" was Elizaveta's first reaction, she then whipped around to say something to Berwald but he was already walking home with Hanatamago.
When they arrived home, the first thing Berwald noticed was a familiar smell emanating in the house, a smell that he could pick out from a hundred different ones. He swore he even heard that melodious laugh ringing throughout the house, Berwald felt the hope rise in his chest, only to feel it deflate when he found that no one except him and Hanatamago was home.
With heavy steps, he ascended the stairs and walked into their bedroom and slumped down, still fully clothed on Tinos side. He took a deep breathe to feel the Finnish man's smell again, to feel the echoes of faded memories of happiness tugging in the back of his head.
Drawing him closer to the state of sleeping unconsciousness, but before slipping into sleep, Berwald whispered something inaudibly but still so clear.
"jag saknar dig, Tino"
Yes I have done it my first fanfic, hope you like it and don't forget to review or else I will be sad.
"jag saknar dig, Tino" – "I miss you, Tino" (Swedish)