Note; Hi there. So, I don't even watch Hetalia aside from the ten seconds I did watch to hear Sweden's voice and consequently blow up over Finland's cute little shota voice, so don't kill me if they're not in character. I just like these two and Norway x Iceland so that's the only things I really pay attention to. You'd be a fool not to enjoy some boy love, however. :3 Sadly, the first chapter has none. Give me a while and enjoy. Also, much love to my bby, awfullybad, for the title name. 8D Because I fail at snazzy titles!
"The preparations are nearly done!" Tino smiled happily and combed his fingers over some more of the papers on the table. The writing on those papers was dull and drab and incredibly boring! But who cared?! He was so happy; the short boy with the blonde hair could nearly burst in the joy.
While Finland was enraptured with the magical beauty of it all, his counterpart was hunched over the kitchen table sipping on a mug of hot coffee and dashing a T in one of the words to his crossword puzzle. The only form of communication he uttered was an 'hmph' to show he had actually acknowledged the boy's ramblings.
No, it wasn t like Berwald wasn't happy to finally make his bind to Tino legal... it was just that he wasn't much for wearing emotions on his sleeve like his lover did. He could only glance at the boy every now and then with his inquisitive green eyes, catching the boy's gleeful grin as he signed his name over and over again on more legal papers.
Tino is just too cute, he thought as he tried to refocus his attention onto the crossword puzzle at hand. But as he gazed at the little hints and the blank spaces, he blanked out himself. He was overtaken with images of what his sweet Finland would do once they were married. Surely he would want a big party and cake, and lots of icing and pretty flowers and candles. Berwald pondered what else the boy would run around doing on his own wedding day.
"Probably throw the bouquet and then chase after it himself because it s so pretty.." he mumbled to himself nonchalantly.
Tino looked up from signing the date on one of the pages of the document and chuckled. "Huh? You say something, hei?"
Berwald gulped a steaming gulp of coffee and almost fell back in his chair. Hearing Finland's voice always did that to him. He gazed up at Finland and started sweating. "What? No.."
The boy shrugged merrily and took the opportunity of speaking to flit his lips around to form more words about the happy upcoming day. "Oh! I can't wait to get married. It'll be really nice, hei? You think we'll be happy forever and ever and ever, huh, Sweden?"
Berwald couldn't help but smile. And there was no way he could wipe that grin off his face when he looked at his lover nearly bouncing up and down in his seat with excitement. The questions were silly, of course, absolutely preposterous. "Of course we will. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT!!" Berwald blurted it out and regretted it a second later.
Not only had he just confessed the obvious feelings of his heart in one large, semi (alright, intensely)-shouted sentence, but he also said it so fast and blurred that Tino was staring at him with confusion on his cute shota face, unsure of what the man had even said. That was the dagger to Sweden's heart!
Oh! I'm so stupid... I nearly (okay, I really really really) screamed it at him and mumbled my words.. and I just confessed that and he didn't even hear it properly!
Obviously the man was now frowning. Why wouldn't he? To Tino and, perhaps, the rest of the world entire, hearing Berwald say those two sentences he had blurted out earlier wouldn't be much of a big deal. But to Sweden himself, he thought it was the biggest thing since sliced bread. He had just confessed some emotion to Finland. And the boy didn't even understand it! All of the trauma of screaming of affection went to waste!
Berwald gulped another steaming throat-full of coffee down and then leaned back in his chair, trying his best to stop himself from sweating and remaining red in the cheeks. Of course, what kind of dumb idea was it to drink hot coffee when you're trying not to sweat and remain red? He cleared his throat and grimaced.
"Anyway!" Tino chirped in, happy to change the subject a bit. "Next week will be really nice. I hear we'll have good weather for the day! I can't wait to be all pretty for you, Sweden. I love it lots! To... to..." The boy blushed slightly and batted his lashes before fixing up his hat. "To show off for you! I like when you look at me ... I can't explain it. The way is difficult to put into words!"
So, naturally, Finland failed to not try to attempt explaining it anyway and in the process made Berwald all the more jittery and frightened of his feelings!
"It goes like this," the boy said seriously, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table. He placed his hands to prop his chin up and he gazed quite intensely at the mumbling, sweating and whimpering Sweden across from him. "I must confess it's really embarrassing to have to say this. But we'll be married soon so it's not too silly to confide in your husband! Anyway~ what I was saying is I love it when you look at me with those angry green eyes. The way the light hits your glasses sometimes makes you look so mysterious~ and I catch you looking at me from the corner of your eye sometimes too... that's my favorite. Because you think I'm not paying attention or I don't see you... you're trying to be sneaky and I pretend to let you win. It's fun though, and I have to say that it--" Tino stopped there and leaned even further over the little blue table.
Sweden, on the other hand, was ready to lose his nerve entirely. Was it hot in there or was it just him? Or Finland? Finland was hot. Very hot, sexy... with his shota body... wait! Maybe Berwald was about to pass out for no reason whatsoever! The blonde man smiled weakly and then grimaced, felt his face scrambling for emotions and then was struck with panic as the boy moved closer and confided in him even more. The man was a mess, what could he say!?
"It turns me on," Finland whispered eagerly. "I mean, I wonder if you get happy in your pants when you look at me like that. I hope so! I hope so!" The seriousness flew away quickly as the boy leaned back in his seat and started bouncing again. He clapped his hands together and giggled. "Oh! I can't wait to talk to you lots about my sexual fantasies involving you and a tub of ice cream and candies! But I'll leave that for after we're married, hei? I don't want to tell you too much just yet! That would spoil the fun, hei?"
Sweden fell out of the seat, passed out in the next moment. His coffee splattered onto his serious business outfit minus the trenchcoat, and a dazed expression was left on his features as he slumped.
Tino leapt out from his chair and rushed to his lover's side in the next instance, frowning with tears in his eyes. "... I... I... I killed-- oh no! He got his suit all coffee stained! I'll have to wash this immediately!"
