Sweden liked to visit Finland when he had free time. If he could decide, he would gladly live in the same apartment with the man, but they both had their responsibilities in their respective countries. When they have the time to be just the two of them, they cuddle and just enjoy each other's company. Sweden was really looking up for that but something seemed off.
When Sweden opened the door to Finland's house with the keys he had gotten from the nation itself, he saw the man sitting on the couch and staring right at him. There were three empty beer bottles on the table and Finland was opening a fourth one while his eyes were still on the Swede. Sweden tried to observe what was going on. Finland had seemed to be just fine when he had called about his visit earlier.
When he woke up from his thoughts, Sweden realized he was still standing in front of the door and started taking his shoes off. He could feel the man's gaze even when he himself stared at the carpet in the hallway. It was probably from IKEA.
After the awkward silence had lasted too long, Finland almost yelled: "I have an existential crisis."
"What?"
"Existential crisis", he mouthed and took a sip from the beer. He was still staring at Sweden. "You know, when you start to question your whole existence."
"Because you are a personification of a landmass?" Sweden asked.
"No", Finland replied. He looked puzzled. "I was looking through my phone", Finland explained, "and then I saw this new article about a theory that Finland doesn't actually exist and it's just a thing Japan and Russia invented during the Cold War so Japan could fish. And nobody knows for sure where my name comes from which happens to be Finland."
Sweden didn't know what to say. The whole thing sounded silly and at the same time funny for him, but he hadn't never really been good with communicating so he didn't want to offend the Finn.
Finland stopped staring at the taller man and now he was looking at his drink. "I know it's made up, but I started to think and", he paused, "what if some of it might be true? What if I actually live in eastern Sweden?" Suddenly he looked thoughtful. "But if I live in eastern Sweden, how does it take so short amount of time to get to Estonia?" he wondered out loud. Then he looked upset. "What if everybody start to believe I don't exist even though I do?" It seemed like he asked the question from himself.
He talked and talked without an end until: "Hey, why are you smiling?" Finland cried out and got up. He almost jumped on the taller nation and placed a kiss on his cheek. He reeked a little bit of alcohol which wasn't a surprise.
"Finland", Sweden looked gently at Finland's blue eyes, "we have been through a lot. You know you exist. We all know. You have been here centuries."
"Yeah! I'm going to show to Russia and Japan that I exist!" Finland had suddenly a determined look on his face. He was already taking his phone out of his pocket. The change in his demeanour startled the Swede. "What if we just cook something and watch the TV together?" he suggested. Finland was quick to change his mind and he smiled as a response and went to the kitchen with Sweden following him.
The rest of the evening went normally and nobody dared to say a word about conspiracy theories.