Tino quickly rushed inside, Berwald on his heels. As soon as he stepped inside all signs of children playing, and adults laughing halted. Everyone rushed off to their respective rooms, except one woman. Berwald stared at her, noticing her round hips, small waist, silvery hair, and then her wide violet eyes. This was obviously Tino's mother. She was cooking what looked like vendace. Berwald also noted the garlic sauce simmering next to it. She turned to him not frightened at all. She smiled at him. Little wrinkles were etched into her face, showing she was wise. And her smile was just like Tino's. Berwald's lips curved upwards into a slight smile.

"Hello dear. Welcome! I am Esteri. I heard that you run a few restaurants just now. And you plan to sell pastries? Is that so?" Her smile stayed on her face.

"Y'm." Berwald was still taken aback on how similar the woman and Tino were.

"Wonderful!" She glanced at Tino , "Tino over here is overly fond of sweets! He's not too shabby a cook either! He bakes better than I! How it would be wonderful if you would take him with you and teach him properly. He's already 20, and he hasn't a clue what he wants to do!" She feigned distress then proceeded to mischievously grin at Tino.

His face was a raging red when he groaned "Äiti!"

"Ah w'ldn't m'nd." Berwald spoke, without a hint of sarcasm.

"What?" Tino hissed.

"Ah w'ldn't m'nd l'tting ya c'me 'nd st'y. Ya c'ld w'rk under Matthias... M'ybe." At the name Matthias Berwald's eyes glared at the wall, sending shivers down Tino's back.

Esteri, however, was overjoyed. "Oh! Do you mean it? How wonderful! Tino! You can have your dream now!" She took both of the taller man's hands and thanked him sincerely. Tino just sat.. Dumbfounded.

"Ah w's look'ng fer a h'lping h'nd in Helsinki." Berwald nodded matter of factly. Plus it wouldn't hurt to have such a cutie wondering around, but he wouldn't tell him that.

"Oh, Tino! You've gotten a job. Mr. Oxenstierna, how kind of you! Tino is a bit of a klutz, but he works hard and is earnest in all his work!" She snickered, a loving look upon her face , "He's been tending to the cattle since he was but a babe. He's basically taken over since his father fell ill." She came to Tino's side and placed her hand on his shoulder. "He's a strong young man. He will do well."

Tino flushed again, he opened his mouth to speak before Nikolai walked back in.

"Mr. Oxenstierna, Tino's father has laid out his terms. Won't you come talk with me over at the table?" He took a few steps before sitting down. Berwald nodded and sat across from him.

Esteri clapped her hands together and smiled. "Tino come help make tea for our guest and Nikolai." She motioned him towards the stove. He begrudgingly got up and started boiling the water. He opened a cabinet to grab tea, wondering which one Berwald would prefer. He choose a black tea. As he poured the loose leaf in the boiling water, he felt eyes on him. He turned around to see Berwald glaring holes into him. He jumped slightly and whipped back around, continuing his task. He felt an elbow hit him sharply in his ribs. The Finn turned to see his mother winking at him. She looked at him, then to Berwald, then back to him, then back to Berwald, raising an eyebrow.

His cheeks flushed, his face set in a deep scowl as he mouthed the word "Mom!" She simply grinned at him and softly giggled. "You like him." She whispered lowly. "He is a cutie~ if I wasn't married I might ta-"

"MOM." Tino growled quietly. He figured the tea was okay enough to pour out. He set out two cups and used a strainer as he poured tea into each cup. He grabbed a small bowl of sugar and set the chinaware on a tray. He walked over to the men conversing business. He listened to snippets of the conversation as he set each cup in front of Berwald and Nikolai.

"As for the wide production of-"

"Any sugar?" Tino interrupted. His cousin glared for a moment before nodding. He put two spoons of sugar into the dark liquid, knowing how his cousin drank his tea. Berwald simply shook his head.

"N' th'nk ya."

Tino quickly gathered up the sugar and tray and went to the sink. Berwald allowed himself to glance at the Finn. He noted his thin waist, draped in an almost periwinkle shirt that complemented his beautiful amethyst eyes and his snowy skin. He gazed at the younger males wide hips, and his oh so voluptuous ass. He snapped back into reality when Nikolai coughed quite loudly. His mouth in a hard line and his deep blue eyes unemotional.

"Anyways-"

Berwald hardly listened, his mind filled with the tiny, purple eyed Finn. Tino cleaned up, his mind filled with the tall, stormy eyed winter giant.

After about an hour passed, they had come to a conclusion on the terms. Berwald pulled out a few papers and wrote some things down. He handed them to Nikolai and asked him to sign. He obliged, then took the papers to Tino's father to sign.

Berwald gazed at Tino, who was by then snacking on some berries. "Ya 'ought t' g't yer st'ff re'dy. W'll be off soon. "

Tino stiffened and looked at Berwald. "You were serious?"

Berwald nodded again. Tino's mother smiled and ushered him to his room to pack. After a few minutes of his mother rambling about him finally getting a chance and her practically his bags for him. He just looked at her.

"Am I really going?" His mother put down a shirt she was folding to sit next to him. She brushed her fingers through her sons hair.

"Tino you're so handsome." She spoke in a hushed tone.

"Mom, that's not answering me.. What.. What if I don't want to go? What about the cows? What about father? Bjørk and Nikolai too..." Tino whispered.

"Honey..we all love you and want you to follow your dream.. This is a chance for you to be something big!" She said, trying to sound happy but failing. "I don't want you to leave, but I want you to go. We will be here waiting for you Tino. We will always be here, my son. You haven't left this farm in years. This something you've always wanted to do." She stroked his head again.

"I ... Do want to kinda go.. But I'm scared.." Esteri quieted him with a hug.

"There is nothing to fear. You go and you learn!" She chuckled lightly despite a few tears falling. "Plus if you have a boss like that there's sure to be tons of fun and exploring-"

"MOOOOOOM." Tino groaned.

Esteri chucked before wiping her eyes and zipping up Tino's suitcase. "Now change into something more presentable, and go!"

Once she left the room, Tino walked to his fathers room.

Aatos grinned when he saw his son. His grey eyes sparkling. "My son, you have found an opportunity I see! I am proud."

Tino smiled weakly and went to sit with his father. "I'm not sure if I'm ready father.. What if... I can't do it?"

The older man frowned. "Tino. You can do it. You can do anything you want." He ruffled his sons hair. "And don't worry about me or anyone, I may be an old fart, but I'm a strong old fart." He flexed his arm muscles to prove his point.

Tino chuckled. "If you say so.. I'll... I'll just miss everyone." He smiled half heartedly.

"Of course you will. A man will always miss his family. But he also has to start his own journey and his own family. "

His fathers word assured Tino. They said their goodbyes and Tino left his room. He gathered up his suitcase, and changed as his mother had instructed. He had given everyone their goodbye hug and kiss.

Berwald smiled (as best as he could) at him as he walked outside. He grinned back, having Berwald at his side reassured him. Before he knew it he was sitting in the passenger seat of a new shiny black sports car. The engine started up, and they started to move. Tino glanced at his house and smiled, a tear sliding down his cheek.

He was ready.

Yo Esdeath here.

So SOMEONE REVIEWED AHAHAHA

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So please continue doing that

I'm sorry the chapters have been kinda short

I will try to make them longer.

So, I will go and take my sick, worthless self and try to write more :^) also

Pls don't hate me cause I doubt every chapter will be updated this fast BUT I WILL TRY

Äiti- mom in Finnish I think