Tino sat in the livingroom, reading, as he heard Berwald enter from behind the house, through the kitchen door. He gulped and looked up, scared of meeting the Swede’s intimidating gaze.
Having stripped of his coat and shoes, Berwald walked into the living room, determined to make Tino smile at him. He had noticed, that the Fin was cold before, thus deciding to make fire.
“Tino.” He murmured “I chopped wood.”
Tino nodded quickly, lowering his head, as he pretended to be very focused on the book, he was reading, not wanting to look at Berwald. “Thanks…” he muttered, thankful, that his voice sounded scared, but wasn’t shaking.
Berwald felt his chest clench in pain. He had scared Tino again. He always scared the Fin. All he wanted was to be with Tino and love him. And be loved back. But the Fin was always …show more content…
But apparently, Tino heard something weird in his normally emotionless voice “Berwald, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself, chopping the wood?”
“’M fine.” He grunted, heaving some of the wood in the fireplace and lighting it.
“Alright…” Tino mumbled and continued to read.
He was trying, but it wasn’t easy for him to concentrate, when he felt the sofa shift and Berwald sit down next to him, looking at him.
Tino winced in fear, at the Swede’s hard gaze “W-would you mind not staring at me…? It’s making me uncomfortable…” He admitted.
Berwald merely nodded his head once and looked at the fire, instead. How could he make Tino smile? Tino was such a cheerful person and smiled at everyone. He smiled at Lukas, at Emil, at Matthias, at all the other nations. Even at Hanatamago, but never did he ever smile cheerfully and happily at Berwald.
Sure, he forced a smile, once in a while, but it was never genuine.
Maybe Tino hated him. Berwald often wondered, if Tino would ever love him back, but only now did he consider that the Fin may as well hate him, judged by how he was acting around the
Having stripped of his coat and shoes, Berwald walked into the living room, determined to make Tino smile at him. He had noticed, that the Fin was cold before, thus deciding to make fire.
“Tino.” He murmured “I chopped wood.”
Tino nodded quickly, lowering his head, as he pretended to be very focused on the book, he was reading, not wanting to look at Berwald. “Thanks…” he muttered, thankful, that his voice sounded scared, but wasn’t shaking.
Berwald felt his chest clench in pain. He had scared Tino again. He always scared the Fin. All he wanted was to be with Tino and love him. And be loved back. But the Fin was always …show more content…
But apparently, Tino heard something weird in his normally emotionless voice “Berwald, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself, chopping the wood?”
“’M fine.” He grunted, heaving some of the wood in the fireplace and lighting it.
“Alright…” Tino mumbled and continued to read.
He was trying, but it wasn’t easy for him to concentrate, when he felt the sofa shift and Berwald sit down next to him, looking at him.
Tino winced in fear, at the Swede’s hard gaze “W-would you mind not staring at me…? It’s making me uncomfortable…” He admitted.
Berwald merely nodded his head once and looked at the fire, instead. How could he make Tino smile? Tino was such a cheerful person and smiled at everyone. He smiled at Lukas, at Emil, at Matthias, at all the other nations. Even at Hanatamago, but never did he ever smile cheerfully and happily at Berwald.
Sure, he forced a smile, once in a while, but it was never genuine.
Maybe Tino hated him. Berwald often wondered, if Tino would ever love him back, but only now did he consider that the Fin may as well hate him, judged by how he was acting around the