A week later Tino sat watching his movie when there was a knock on the door. Tino looked at it and raised an eyebrow. There was another knock so Tino stood and walked over to it. The Finn looked out the small glass peep hole and gasped. Standing there was a tall man with short, choppy reddish-brown hair with pitch black eyes.
Tino backed away from the door, covering his mouth, trying not to make a sound as tears began to form, "Open up Tino…I know you're in there." The Finn shook his head, recognizing the voice of the man that had held him in that dark room, only taking him out to do horrible things.
Tino backed into the living room again. He tried to remain silent but as soon as he heard the man slam on the door the Finn let out a squeak and ran to his room. Once there he grabbed his small dog doll and ran into his small cupboard, curling up in the corner, hugging his knees to his chest.
Tears started to roll down his cheeks and he flinched when he heard the front door get broken down, "Tino? Come out, come out where ever you are~." The Finn tried to keep in his sounds of crying as footsteps came closer to his room. Soon the door to it could be heard opening, "Tino~. I can smell your fear~." Tino shivered as more tears streamed from his eyes.
The closet door opened, "Found you~."
"Boss the—," A loud gun shot went off and Tino screamed.
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As Berwald finally got up the last steps he felt relieved to be home. But it only lasted a few seconds when he saw the door to his apartment had been broken down. The Swede immediately dropped his bag and ran inside. The end of one of Tino's movies was playing. He dashed down the hall but stopped when he came to a pool of blood in front of the Finn's bedroom door.
The Swede rushed in and froze. There was a blood streak that led to the closet. Berwald carefully walked to the closet, dreading what he would find when he heard the familiar muffled crying of Tino. Berwald quickly opened the closet and fell to his knees. He felt himself shake with anger and sadness at what he saw.
Tino had his face turned away from the Swede but he could tell the Finn was crying. The Finn was completely naked, covered in splotches of blood and tied to a man that was also had no clothes and was also covered in blood and still some blood leaking from where he had been shot. The Swede took off his long blue coat and placed it over the Finn before untying him from the dead man. Once Tino was freed he wrapped the coat around him securely and picked him up.
More tears fell down Tino's cheeks, "I-I'm sorry…"
"N't yer f'lt," Berwald laid him on the bed, "T'll me wh't h'ppend…"
"Th-The man…H-he c-came a-an—" More tears fell down Tino's cheeks.
"Wh't m'n?" Berwald wiped the tears and blood from the Finn's cheeks.
"Th-The bad man…tha-that had me kept in that r-room…" Berwald's hands clenched into fists. "H-he killed that man a-and then h-he wanted t-to teach me to not r-run away an-anymore…"
The Swede gently wrapped his arms around Tino, "Tis 'lr'ght…he'll n'ver t'ch ya 'gain…"
Tino gingerly clung to the Swede's shirt and cried into it. Berwald carefully brushed his fingers through the Finn's hair while keeping the other arm wrapped around Tino's back whispering comforting words to him. The Swede can call Francias later about what had happened but before that he would have to help clean the Finn up from the dried blood.
