Tino laid, face first, on to the bed with a flop. Today was June 6th, Berwald's birthday. School and homework had already worn the Finn out.
The front door opened then closed. Berwald must be home. Tino flipped over to be on his back. He heard the bedroom door creak open as the Swede carefully walked in. Tino felt him shake his shoulder softly, "T'no?"
The Finn's eyes opened, "What? Su-san not now I'm tired..." Tino's voice even came out tired.
"C'me on," Tino let out a small whimper of complaint as Berwald took one of the Finn's hands in his own and lead him outside. Berwald sat on his motorcycle. Then, with fear of Tino falling asleep, he had the Finn sit in front of him in his lap. When the bike started Tino leaned back against Berwald and closed his eyes.
When Tino opened them again the bike was turned off and he was looking at a giant sign labeled "Yao's Bar & Grill", "Su-san...Why are we here? I don't work today."
"Ya'll see." Berwald lead Tino into the restaurant and into the back room to be greeted by the gang.
"Kesesese~! Berwaaaaald! Tinoooooo!"
"Oh! Mon amie! You look tired!"
"Veh~! Ludwig~! Why are we here~?"
"Will you all shut the hell up?"
"But my little tomato~!"
"Gha! F*ck off!"
"But Lovino~ My tomato~ I would only fu-" the Italian pushed the Spaniard to the floor.
"Shut up you bastard!"
Berwald ignored the others and sat down. Tino sat next to him resting his head on the Swede's shoulder. They sat like this for a few moments untill Berwald lifted Tino into his lap. The Finn leaned back and also turned his head to rest his cheek against the Swede's chest. He easily slept like this with Berwald's arms wrapped around him untill he felt Berwald shift slightly.
Tino opened his eyes and saw Yao placing slices of cake in front of everyone. It was weird. Yao never left the kitchen. Tino started rubbing his eyes, "Wha-? I've missed something?"
The Finn looked up at the Swede through his bangs, "We're j'st h'vin' s'me c'ke."
Tino looked at the others. They were more...careful and calm. They also seemed to be looking at him. Yao hadn't left yet either. "Tino, please have some cake, aru."
Tino hesitated, then when Berwald started kind of struggling to eat some small bites of cake he hesitantly took a fork and poked at his piece. He poked at it untill he heard a small "tink". Like metal on metal. He felt everyone's eyes turn to him with...with what? Was that joy? No, nervousness mixed with anticipation.
Tino poked the same spot but this time he pulled out the other metal object. It was a silver ring with a small light blue sapphire on it. "What?" was all Tino managed out. The others anticipation seemed to grow. Tino looked at Berwald through his bangs again. Berwald lifted the Finn up slightly and placed him in his original seat. "Su-san what is this? What's going on Why was th-" Tino was cut off as Berwald placed a finger to the Finn's lips.
"T'no th're 's s'methin' I g't ta 'sk ya," the Swede hesitated untill Lovino handed him a paper. Tino watched in confusion as Berwald read the note in his head then knelt down on one knee, "T'no..." Berwald cleared his thought and sounded nervous, "Tino...w'll ya m'rry me?"
Tino's heart skipped a beat and, without thinking, he threw his arms around the Swede.