Snow is beautiful and fun at the same time but it can also be quite dangerous. Many people seem to hate it but to very few people, it means the world to them. Sometimes, people can go their whole life without seeing snow if they don't have the right conditions for it. For a blonde Finnish male, snow meant the world to him even though it brought back bad memories. Finland sighed as he watched the snow gently fall. He wanted to do something fun but everyone in the Nordic household was busy so he didn't know what to do. He was hoping to have some time alone with Sweden but that plan flew out the window and he didn't know what to do until the Swede was finished with his work.
Finland was currently sat on the wooden steps of the front porch, watching the snowfall. He was wearing a large warm brown coat with a white scarf wrapped around his neck. He had his normal light blue pants and boots on. He didn't have a hat on so the tips of his ears were slightly red along with the tip of his nose from the cold air. The Finnish male always loved the snow but he knew that he had bad memories that were linked to it. He tended not to think about the wars he fought but sometimes, he'd remember those dark times due to snow.
He still loved being able to have fun in the snow no matter how much it pained him and he loved being able to have fun with others including Sweden. Finland failed to notice the tall Swede who was walking up to the small Finnish male. Finland only noticed that the Swede was there when he sat down beside him. Finland didn't turn around to look at Sweden, he kept watching the snowfall. The Finnish was waiting for the perfect time to drag Sweden out into the snow. He was waiting for Sweden to be unprepared but he also knew that Sweden can be a little forgetful at times.
Finland stood up rather quickly and grabbed Sweden by his wrist. He playfully dragged the unprepared Swede out into the snow. He giggled at the taller man's surprised expression and let go of Sweden's wrist. The snowflakes gently fell around them and made themselves comfortable in their blonde hair but they didn't care. Finland lifted his hands and allowed the snowflakes to land in his hands.
Words couldn't describe Sweden's feelings while he watched the smaller male dance in the snow. He knew that this moment was a moment that he would never forget. Even though it was cold, Finland warmed Sweden's heart. There was no denying that the tall Swede loved the other male or that his love continued to grow. Even though he couldn't express it, Sweden showed it to a small Finnish male.
We all know that actions speak louder than words.