Sweden walked through the endless miles of this forest. Y/N, was resting peacefully on his arms. He was carrying her bridal-style. From afar, you could say this scene looks a lot romantic. A big brave prince charming, and his lovely damsel-in-distress. It looked as if it came right out of a child's fantasies.
His straight face, once showing seriousness, had a softer look to it now. He was calm, both inside and out. The swaying of trees and the mixture of the rising sun both gave a compliment to the mood. Sweden didn't want to walk along the road, he didn't want the peace to dissolve from the occasional honking of horns or friction of wheels. It had been his plan to walk deeper in the forest from the start. But he never expected to find Y/N to be out there. How did she even find him?
Though, he never bothered to even think about it, as he wanted this feeling of walking in peace to last. Yet, his destination is fast approaching, and if he slows down, who knows what dangers await?
Y/N, on the other hand, had a somewhat carefree slumber on his arms. Her once aching feet are now dangling from her, giving some air the cool them down. Her face, was buried deep in his chest, giving a warm sensation. And finally, his bold arms, hugging her tightly. Giving her a reassuring safety. What more could she ask for?
She didn't dare wake up. Though after a long dreamless sleep, she found herself slowly waking. She still didn't want to walk, it would be awkward for Sweden to hold her hand otherwise. If she did that, she would look like a kid. another reason for her, was that she didn't want to leave the warmth of her companion. So she thought of faking her sleep, further prolonging her comfort.
Sweden actually felt her shift and knew she was wide awake. He could sense Y/N cherished his company, and it never even bothered him at all to carry her. Neither of them wanted the other to stop, yet both of them could feel the discomfort of the other.
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After a while, Sweden found Y/N to be sleeping peacefully on his arms again. He sighed, and gazed at her sleeping form. He admired her features, from the way her skin glows under the sun, to the way her delicate hair flows gracefully through the wind. It was a sight better than his countries' landmarks.
They soon reached the G8 Building, where he found his relative, Norway. Which was pacing back and forth in front of the bulletin boards. His expression was a bit more intense than the usual 'cold glare' he wears.
" Norway, 're you alright? "
The sound of Sweden's voice snuck up on Norway, giving him a slight surprise to see him. But his surprised expression, turned back and he almost melted from relief upon seeing Y/N on the Swede's arms.
Sweden took another step towards him, as Y/N awoke from Norway's voice. She rubbed her eyes and adjusted to find Norway standing there, with an expression of disappointment mixed with relief.
" Y/N. I flipped my entire house on the look for you. Where have you been?! "
Norway took a step closer too, as Sweden set her down beside him. Arm coating her shoulders once again.
" Um... I... "
She stuttered. She can't just tell him that she snuck out! That was wrong.
" I picked her up. "
Sweden's voice, came out of nowhere and made Y/N's head snap to him. His glare was softly looking down on Norway as he shrunk down a bit.
" Oh, that's reasonable. I may have forgot to bring her home. "
Norway was making excuses now. He didn't want to face the wrath of his fellow Nordic, unfortunately Sweden was the last one he would raise his voice on. He just gave a sigh of annoyance as he fiercely grabbed Y/N's hand and led her inside.
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Always With You!! [Nordics X Reader]
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