AN: It happened again! Anyway this is a rare pair possible first part of a series of two (the second part being AmeSuFin if you guys would like that?) I know I'm kind of breaking new ground here and trying something out of the box but give it a try dudes maybe you'll like it! Or at least I hope you do. Anyway I hope it doesn't suck, I'm much better at art and this all stuff I write as I go. But, I figured nobody else is going to write it otherwise so I might as well give it a try!
Of Words and Masks: Sometimes America frustrates Sweden. It frustrates Sweden that he is able to speak so easily to other nations while Sweden can barely get a word out let alone the correct ones. It confuses Sweden that despite his size and strength many of the other nations fall for America's act and think of him as a harmless puppy; even the one's that should know better are all too quick to forget. Sweden on the other hand finds that he can't help but scare the smaller nations even when he doesn't mean to.
It is because of his difficulty with speaking that he is often silent during meetings but he pays apt attention. Due to his quiet observation Sweden see's things others miss. For example: the way Alfred's eyes often tell a different tale than the rest of him, the flash of a frown when the other nations tease him and call him foolish, the quickly smirks hidden by a hand or other object of convenience, and the flashes of scheming brilliance before he puts on another show of foolishness to annoy the other nations. Sweden wonders why Alfred must always hide behind Hollywood instead of just being himself. It annoys him how America chooses to waste his words by saying nothing; using meaningless words to weave his masks and make others underestimate him.
Yet he envies his ease with speaking and being with others. It makes him wonder if it is better being awkward and lonely or to be surrounded by others yet never yourself? Sweden pushes up his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose and holds them while he peers at America. He watches Americas antics and the crowd of nations around him. He is not sure and this bothers him, greatly.
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Months later when Sweden drags America away from a similar shocked crowd by his shirt collar. When they are alone in an empty room he pins him against the wall and stares down at him for a long, long while.
"Dude, Sweden?! What's up dude? Is something wrong? Are you OK? ...Hey, why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something on my face? It's rude to stare at other people, or at least that's what Iggy says, though he gives people the hairy eyeball all the time...Dude?" America rambles.
Sweden puts on his most scary aura and face. America doesn't shrink away, instead he licks his lips, blushes, grins ferally and to Sweden's hidden surprise, laughs. "Dude what's with the face?" His eyes remind Sweden of vast blue skies over vast ice filled oceans and a home away from home so long ago.
So America isn't afraid of him? Interesting. Sweden tightens his hold on Alfred and decides then that he will get America to be himself one way or another. He may not be able to achieve his end with words, however he has other means of communication that he is fluid in. He will use them all if he must.
Afterwards sweaty and naked with a sleeping America on his lap; Sweden decides that while he may have a wife he now has a husband as well. Sweden has made his mind up so it will be so.