Hetalia: Nordic 5 Oneshots and Imagines

Sweden x Reader: Small Notes

Berwald amused himself by reading a book as he waited for his lovely wife to come home from work.  His tall figure rested itself comfortably onto an old armchair. He began to finger the old pages of the novel, embracing the wooden and inky smell emerging from the many pages. 

The Swede flipped to the next page, only to find a small little note tucked in between the two pages. He picked it up, adjusting his glasses to read the card. 

Hi Ber! Hope you're having a wonderful day today! ~(y/n)

He smiled at the message as his striking blue orbs reread the simple message over and over again. He truly loved her, appreciating every little thing that she did to him. A sigh went past his lips as he stood up to stretch and prepare himself a lovely cup of coffee. 

Berwald opened the cupboard, only to find another note taped onto the jar of coffee beans. His lips curled up once again, examining the slip of paper. 

I love you, my sweet giant! You are the kindest, loveliest, and the most wonderful person that I have ever met! ~(y/n) 

A tear slowly cascaded down his cheek as he read the heartwarming message. He placed it down, preparing the coffee. Berwald reread the message again whilst waiting for his coffee to brew. 

He returned to his comfortable seat in the armchair, a cup of coffee in one hand and a cinnamon roll in another. His fingers felt another piece of paper under the plate. Carefully setting down the hot drink, he made an attempt at peeling it off and reading the note.

Jag älskar dig. <3 ~(y/n) 

His eyes started to leak small drops of water, reading the note with absolute happiness. 

"Jag älskar dig också, min kärlek." Berwald muttered out, before biting into his sweet roll and reading his book. 

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I'm so sorry for not posting. I had some major brain farts.

Hope you enjoy this sappy fic. I want a Sweden in my life.

Sweden does not belong to me.

Enjoy!