Sweden

-One shot

--Your P.O.V--

I was walking in the conference room, today was my first day as a country!!!

I am a little island in the Gulf of Bothania, risen from that kind, salty water. When I was little Finland, Lithuania, Latvia and Estonia tried to conquer me but I was, and am strong, so I always had my kingdom, the Kingdom of (Country Name).
So, I came in the room and the first thing I saw…
A man…a handsome man…with blond short hair, a blue hat, glasses and deep blue eyes…

'Why some countries have to be so noisy???' I thought.
But then, my eye was caught by a blonde haired man with a weird curl on top of his head moving his arms and saying: "Hey, you should be the new here! By the way, I'm the HERO!"
Suddenly, there was silence in the room, only my steps towards the "hero" could be heard.
I turned, facing everyone and I said: "Hello everyone. Nice to meet you, I'm the new country of (Country Name) and my human name is (Your Name). I'm glad to be here, hope we all get along well!", and with that I stood there.
There were a few seconds of silence, then I noticed everyone was looking at the little gray owl that sits on my left shoulder.
I gently petted him and said: "Oh and yes, this is Hàlkyon. My little pet owl, original of my land."
Everyone broke the gaze, except the man with glasses and the hat.
"Ahaaaa! Nice to meet you, (Your name), Halkya. I'm America, the HERO!!! Call me THE HERO! Or Alfred F. Jones!"
Hàlkyon sounded a bit shocked by his loud tone.
"Ehm yeah, but his name is Hàlkyon…"
"Hello love, nice to meet you" a blond haired man with HUGE eyebrows and a Britannic accent took my hand and kissed it. "I'm, England, but my full name is United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. Just  call me Arthur Kirkland, love."
'He totally forget about Hàlkyon! What a half/gentleman…' I thought for a second, before answering "I-I will, Arthur…"
Then, someone turned me and sent Hàlkyon to fly, he was a man with blue eyes and shoulder-length blonde hair.
"Bonjour mon chèrie , I'm Francis Bonnefoy" He kissed my hand and I heard Arthur snort and whisper "You bloody git"
…
And then, everyone met me, but the last one, the last one was that person that caught my eye.
"I'm Berwald Oxenstierna, the nation of Sweden. Nice to meet you, (your name)…and hello Hàlkyon." he said, in a monotone voice.
But still, that voice sent chills down my spine.
First, I just stared, but then I smiled when he move and petted Hàlkyon that was still on my shoulder.

He really was handsome…




--Time skip, years later!--

I was walking in the meeting room with Sweden. In these years we grew closer, and I should say…I fell in love with him. But still, it's not like I'm that brave, so I'm hiding my emotions, for now.
'Yes, he can be really serious, emotionless too, but his heart is sweet like knäck(1) and blåbärssoppa(2).
And he is hot like Swedish coffee.
But still, he's cute like pepparkaka(3).
Aaaaaaah! I'm comparing him to food! This can't be happening!!!'
When I turned my head I saw Berwald giving me a strange look. But when our eyes met, he turned his head away, saying: "(Your name) are you alright? You're all a blush."
I turned my head really fast, and I said: "Me? What do you mean, I'm alright, jag mår bra(4)"
He let out a sound of understanding and walked inside the room, me following him.
As we came in…
We had to bring our hands to our ears, they all were so noisy! My poor Hàlkyon was scared too!
I slowly walked towards France and slapped him again, third time today, and then I walked towards America and put an hamburger in his mouth. I lose my patience, and I finally shouted:
"Everyone! Please shut the hell up!!!"
Everyone turned towards me, as if I had stopped a party, while I walked to my seat. Then only Berwald moved, sitting in front of me, like that was the more normal thing to do. England coughed, and everyone took a seat.
"So," England started. "Today we are going to talk about the Kyoto protocol. We have to…hey please, can someone wake Greece up?" And with that, went on. But strangely, today Berwald didn't talk to me anymore.

--Time skip, weeks later, one night!--

I facepapered. ((A/N: Nevermind…! XD))
I had so much work for tomorrow! This CAN'T be! I wanted to spend some time with Hàlkyon…and this time feed him with richer food…
I wanted to sleep too…I was ready in my pajamas, but still, TONS of work to do.
I stood up from my seat in my bedroom and looked again at the photo of me and Berwald.
Actually he didn't talk to me really much, these days. But I'm wondering why. Why is he going apart from me?  He maybe hates me…? I laughed nervously, it can't be! We were inseparable friends!
WE ARE!
But maybe…he forget about that?
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the window.
"Hàlkyon, please use the bathroom window to come in, how many times I have to tell you?"
Then, someone opened my door and flew on my shoulder. I realized it, and petted Hàlkyon.
"But next time remember it, alright?"
He made a noise of disappointing, while I turned, facing my library and taking some books.
"…History of the Nordics…add some typical animals…"
Then I heard some other knocks on the window. I looked a Hàlkyon, that was still there next to me, and then I smiled.
Well, a worried smile.
…
WHO THE HELL CAN IT BE?
…
I hope it's just the wind…or a tree…it has to be…
"…and then write an article…with my history…and remember to use that writing style that Veneziano taught me…"
Some other knocks.
Herregud…(5)
I slowly turned, putting my books down.
When I saw that…
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I went pale, and Hàlkyon jumped from my reaction.
"Sverige!(6) What the hell are you doing at my window?!?"
In fact, he was at my window, looking inside, with his monotone face.
I shighed and schretched the back of my neck, while I walked towards the window to open it.
Once I did so, he jumped in and looked at me.
Just moments after I realized that I changed in my pajamas...
I blushed a little, and asked him:
"I have two questions for you"
He was still looking at me.
"First: Did you see me...naked?...because I changed myself..."
He took his time to answer, but then, with a little blush on his face he anwsered:
"You were alredy in your pajamas when I came."
That was a relief.
"Second: Why did you come at my window?"
"I didn't want to be noticed from my brothers or others. I wanted to talk to you in private."
He took both my hands and walked towards my bed.
We both took a seat, and he began:
"You know, we're not talking really much these days."
"That's right."
"That means that you hate...me?"
At that, I looked in his eyes. He was still looking at me, his face a little corrugated from...insecurity.
I never saw such a fragile Sweden. It seems like he didin't have a friendship like ours  before.
"T-That's not true!I can't hate you Sve!"
"P-Prove it."
He wanted to see what I could do for fim? Good. This was the perfect occation for me, I would prove him that I love him.
I slowly leaned over him, and when I could see his blush grew wider I pushed him. He falled on his back, I leaned over him, earning form him a little sound of embarassament, and I snuggled in his chest.
"Sve-san...."  He looked back at me when I raised my eyes looking at him.
"I could I hate you?"
Then my lips brushed his, earning another sound of embarassing.
But then, I pushed sweetly my lips towards his. I was kind of worried, because I would hate myself if our fiendship would definitively break off. I hoped for an answered kiss, I hoped.
He didn't answer.
I broke the kiss to meet his gaze. Yeah, monotone as always.
I slowly closed my eyes and sit next to him.
I din't have the power to talk. I ruined our fiendship.
I am so selfish.
I drop my head and started to cry.
I found the power to whisper:
"I-I'm sorry. The home door is open."
I sobbed a little while he sat next to me and answered:
"So it's open?"
I nodded lightly, when he stood up and walked away.
Away from me.
Maybe he loved someone else. I should have known that.
I heard some footsteps again. Not the light one of Hàlkyon. Only Sweden was still in the house.
Maybe?
Someone opened my door and I raised my head.
It was still Sweden, but he was wearing his coat and helding another.
A gift form his girlfriend or something like that?
Well, giving a closer look, it seems more like...
"(Country Name),  would you like to go out? I alredy fed Hàlkyon."
...mine.
...
He fed Halkyon?
EH?
Ugh, well, so then, why not?
I whiped away some tears and looked for a moment in his eyes, then I searched for some boots.
"But first..."
I loked back at him.
"Why don't you wear something more...normal, for going out?"
I looked at my body and I noticed I was still in my Pjamas.
Ehe...
I slowly walked towards the door and I gave him a pinch on the cheek, as we did in the old days. He understood and closed the door in fron of him.
I turned with a smile on my face, alredy searching for something to wear.

--Timeskip, hours later, on a common street—

Gyah! I alredy miss Hàlkyon, but being with Su-san, I alredy forget about him.
We went here and there, we crossed a park, and now we arrived to the seafront.
He stopped for a moment, and I bumped into him. He reached for my hand and grap it, I lookes at him. He was watching the sea.
"(Your name), I'm grateful to the sea."
"Uh?"
He turned and went in front of me.
"You were raides from the sea. And that's why I'm grateful to the sea."
He grab a few strands of my hair and kissed them, closing his eyes. I blushed but still lookedat him. He was so handsome under the moonlight...
"But I'm more grateful to you."
"Why, what did I do?"
He let go of my hair and grabbed my hands.
"You taught me how to love-"
And with that, our lips met again, this time in a more secure and sweet kiss.
I smiled while I answered, and with that, I knew I won his heart as he won mine.

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(1)= It's a typical swedish Christmas toffee.
(2)= It's scandinavian drink made from bilberries, which can be served cold or hot. I want to try iiiiiiit....
(3)= You know, the little man gingerbread? Yummy nut cute, it's so cute that you don't even want to eat it.
(4)=I'm ok. (Wasn't that obvious?)
(5)=Oh my god (Again, obvious.)
(6)=Sweden in swedish(A-Again. Obvious.)