Summary: Too much misunderstanding formed between Sweden and Finland. Too much pain, anger, and sadness had tainted their pure form of love. No matter how relationship would not be formed. But can they get out from their misery, and cherish the love...
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Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, though I wish I am. Hetalia is solely owned by Hidekaz Himaruya, but I do own this plot.
Chapter Three—Tervetuloa Takaisin, Sverige.
Days turn to years. And it seems for a lifetime.
No more. Finland could wait no more.
After all these years, his relationship with Sweden had not improved at the slightest. While they both joined the Nordics group, it seemed Sweden had not forgotten Finland's silent confirmation and thus, avoiding him.
Not this time.
So much hurt......so much pain......why do we keep doing this?
"Sweden!" Finland cried, before running towards Sweden.
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After all, this time, Sweden still could not forget his love to Finland. He cherished the moment when Finland lived in his house; in fact, he was once feeling very happy and free.
But Finland was a good man. He was the epitome of perfection. So beautiful. So kind hearted. Sweden knew that nothing he does to be good enough for Finland. He was simply not good enough.
Not to mention Finland's confirmation on Denmark—of all people, Denmark had to be the one to point his flaw.
'Why would people want to associate with you? Everyone is terrified just by seeing you, and nothing you do would change that.'
He closed his eyes for a moment. Of all horrible things, that time was the moment Sweden felt so hopeless. He knew, to some extent, that Finland did fear him—after all, who did not? But to think that Finland did not trust him enough for him to protect him...
Sweden decided he had enough.
After all, if he wanted to keep Finland happy, he had to let Finland go right?
Without him, Finland would be happy, right? Because Sweden longed to see Finland smile, even though Finland did not smile to him.
No matter how pained he felt, as long as Finland was happy, he would do anything.
As long as Finland was happy.
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"Sweden!" Finland cried, before running towards Sweden.
Sweden was so shocked. He knew when Finland sent subtle hints of we-should-talk-right-now, but he had not prepared for this. Had he not seeing Finland almost fell, Sweden would undoubtedly sprint off to a safe place.
"Thanks." Finland murmured in embarrassment while blushing deep red in Sweden's arm. Good enough or not, he was no way would let Finland fall.
"I need to talk to you." Finland's voice was clear, and beautiful, in Sweden's opinion.
