Tino lay in Berwald's arms loosely, sniffling and crying as Berwald hushed him.
"Ber-..." Tino whimpered, and The two kissed again. Tino felt pathetic.
Berwald cupped his cheek, the sniffling Finnish man wiggling a bit from his touch, unable to get comfortable. Tino sighed, pulling away for about the tenth time.
Tino cried more, and Berwald kissed his forehead.
"Tino." He said at a whisper, Tino drifting his eyes up to his face. "I'll still remember you. I'll still love you." Berwald said, his voice still hushed and gentle.
Tino sighed, shuddering a bit. "This isn't fair..." Tino sniffled more, staring into his eyes with tears.
Berwald sighed, kissing him gently again. "I know, I know" He mumbled against his lips, closing his eyes gently.
Tino sniffled, kissing Berwald back.
"Promise you'll come back." Tino said, tears falling down his cheeks as he did so.
Berwald stiffened, closing his eyes. He couldn't lie. "I promise I'll try."
Tino sniffled, pressing his lips against the Swede's.
"Tino." Berwald said, gently placing a hand on Tino's chest.
"Yes, Berwald?"
Berwald gently bit his lip. "I know it seems late and all, but the war..." He said, his voice slowly getting quieter.
Tino blinked, a bit confused.
Berwald fumbled around and pulled out two small rings from his pocket. They were made of beat up metal, formed into crude circles.
Tino's eyes had the old sparkle back, the one Berwald hadn't seen in too long.
"Is this... A proposal?" Tino asked, his voice shaking a bit.
"Yeah, I suppose so." Berwald said, looking at his hand that held the rings. "Sorry it's not anything special."
Tino nodded happily, feeling like screaming. He couldn't. If anybody was worried and anybody found out why, then it was all over. Tino had to feel pathetic in secrecy.
Berwald sighed, staring at Tino.
"I was going to wait longer, but then I was called out for war. I'm sorry, Tino."
Tino chuckled, kissing Berwald.
As soon as he pulled his lips off, he hugged the Swede.
"I don't care. I love you. I just wish you didn't have to leave tomorrow."
Berwald nodded, holding onto Tino tightly.
"I wish I didn't either. It'd be much easier."
Tino nodded, biting his lip.
Berwald pulled his chin up, kissing him yet again.
The two had shared many kisses since they found out Berwald was to be sent to off in a week. The week was nearly over, though.
Tino wrapped his arms around Berwald's neck, kissining him back. Berwald pulled Tino's hand into his own, slipping the ring on his finger.
Tino smiled lightly.
"You're now m'wife, Tino."
Tino blushed, flicking his cheek and kissing him more. "This means you have to come back. I don't want to be..." Tino replied after a moment, and Berwald nodded solemnly.
Tino closed his eyes, simply enjoying their alone time.
"Ber, I feel like this should be special. It..." Tino gulped, shaking a little bit. "Could be our last night together."
Berwald nodded, pecking his lips. "I know how you feel." He said, his voice low and dry. Neither had ever made a move on each other in the year or so they've been together.
"Ber. I want you." Tino said with a bit of a blush, and Berwald picked him up, carrying him to the bedroom. He lay him on the bed gently, closing the door behind him. They came together again and kissed, the awkwardness slowly flowing away.
They were gentle and loving, soft noises in the dark. They were so pleasured, possibly the most they'd ever be.
Their last night, Tino and Berwald falling asleep in each other's arm.
Although it was never said, they knew how hard it would be in the morning for Berwald to leave.