"Aaaah, this is such a pretty place!"
The man watched the younger's eyes light up in happiness, as he spun around slowly.
"Perfect for our picnic!"
Sweden nodded, silent as usual, helping his partner set up a blanket and sitting down under a tree.
The place he had picked was a garden, small, but carefully tended by himself, in hopes that the other would like it and have the reaction he did. He loved seeing his partner smile. It was a nice smile.
"Are we eating, Finland?"
He spoke, blinking at the other, who was unpacking what appeared to be a type of soup, some small sandwiches, a few drinks, and a cake.
"Yes we are! Oh, here. Say ah!"
The man blinked in surprise as his partner held a spoon to his mouth, filled with the soup he had seen.
"...Aah."
He opened his mouth as requested, letting the warm liquid seep into his mouth. It was delicious, as expected from his partner. He was a great cook.
Finland giggled, a sound not unusual for him, but that still made the other blush slightly. It was so cute to hear that sound from his mouth.
"Aaand again!"
"...Aah."
And another spoonful of liquid went into his mouth and down his throat.
This was a peaceful scene, a happy scene, he thought. They were in a beautiful garden, away from politics and cities and cars and everything, birds singing, his partner feeding him soup. Delicious soup, with that smile on his face the other loved.
He took the soup out of Finland's hands and blinked, dipping the spoon into it and holding it out.
"..Ah."
"Aaaaah!"
Finland's mouth opened wide, his eyes closed, a slight blush painted on his cheeks.
It was so. Cute.
Sweden fed the rest of the soup to Finland in this manner, before the two went to work on the sandwiches, occasionally pausing for drinks, and then moving on to split the cake.
Finland laughed softly, dipping his finger in the frosting and putting a bit on Sweden's nose
"Dop!"
Sweden blinked in surprise. What was a dop? Why was a dop on his nose?
"...Dop."
So he did the same thing back, blinking at the laughter coming out of his partner's mouth. It was funny? What was a dop anyways?
However, that was an odd feeling, so he decided to try to get it off his nose. With his tongue. It was a moment uncharacteristic for him, but the laughter he heard was entirely worth it.
"Here, let me help."
Sweden blinked at his partner, blushing slightly as he felt the warm, wet tongue on his nose, licking up the icing.
Naturally, he did the same thing back, smiling slightly at his partner's embarrassed but happy face.
"Thank you for bringing me here,Sweden. We should come here more often."
Sweden nodded, a small smile still on his face, pulling the other into his lap and hugging him tight.
"Alright."
Sweden blinked awake to find the curtains drawn and a nice aroma seeping into the room.
He blinked and yawned, stretching slightly, getting dressed and putting on his glasses, walking out of the room, only to stare.
Finland was in the kitchen, wearing a plain white apron (Gotten for him by Sweden), humming merrily as he made breakfast for the day.
"Good morning Sweden! Did you have a nice sleep?"
Sweden walked over and hugged the other around the waist, resting his
chin on Finland's shoulder.
"...Yeah. Finland."
"Hm?"
Finland blinked at the other, slightly surprised, curious.
"...For lunch. Let's have a picnic."