Tino was sitting on the couch reading a magazine when he felt a poke on his shoulder. Looking up, he received a full view of Berwald's glare. Of course, Berwald wasn't glaring on purpose, which was why Tino mentally patted himself on the back for not shrieking out in fear this time. He looked down when he talked but something about Berwald's face

nagged his mind.

" Oh-h, M-m-mr. Sweden how are you? Would you like to sit down?"

Berwald shook his head when Tino patted the spot next to him. Well, he couldn't really see the pat or Tino or anything at the moment. Everything was blurred together.

"My gl'sses 're gone. H've you seen th'm?"

Tino looked at his face again and realized why he looked so different. He started to think of all the places Berwald would leave his glasses before looking up higher. Berwald couldn't see it but something passed in Tino's face before returning to a sweet smile that seemed less innocent.

"I'll help you find them, Ber. So don't worry."

"Th'nk you"

His face didn't show it but Berwald was grateful for the help, if not a bit embarrassed also. He began to search the table by feeling what was on them, he only paused when he heard a giggle from behind him.

"They aren't on the table,"

He turned towards the kitchen but was interrupted again.

"Not the kitchen either,"

There was a fit of cute giggles this time and Berwald could feel his cheeks warming up. He turned to Tino this time, waiting for the silent laughter to stop.

"Do y'u know where?"

Another giggle fit.

"Tino,"

More giggling this time before an answer.

"Do you want my help finding them?" Tino asked in his sweet voice.

Berwald nodded and a pair of hands covered his eyes.

"Close your eyes and bend down a little."

When Berwald bent down Tino surprised him by suddenly holding his face. He could feel his hot blood rushing to his face, but despite the embarrassment, Berwald couldn't pull away. Instead he automatically melted in the gentle hands and he soaked up their presence as much as he could.

Berwald wasn't the only one blushing. Tino had originally touched his face to point out where his glasses was, but when he saw Berwald blushing he forgot his plan.He could feel his own cheeks heating up too. Something in him stirred when he felt Berwald leaning into his hands. How cute! Tino thought suddenly before surprising them both by kissing him.

The kiss lasted only a second but it froze the two for what seemed to them an eternity.

"Umm I-umm I forgot s-something I have to d-do. So bye." Tino stuttered and ran out of the room.

Berwald stood frozen in shock. Silently and slowly, he stood up and touched his cheeks where Tino's warm hands had been. His thoughts couldn't process anything, so he didn't react when his hand met something foreign by his ear. He just stood there replaying the last few minutes in his mind.

"What's on your mind, Fin?" Lukas asked in concern. Tino had ran into his house, collasped on his couch and been staring at the ceiling for a hour. He passed Tino a cup of coffee, who laughed nervously and thanked him.

"Susan can be very cute sometimes." Tino whispered. All he could think about was Berwald blushing face after they had kissed.

Headcanon: Sweden looses his glasses ontop of his head alot. Finland likes to play around with him for little bit before revealing them.

*This takes place before they got together.*