Hetalia One-Shots

SuFin: Winter Memories

Rating: Fluff

The years seem to fly by. Almost at a scary rate. Probably because we are all waiting for what always seems to be unavoidable, especially in recent years. Another war. Though we are at a time of peace right now. But we know another war will happen, we just don't know when or who will start it or who even will be left by the end of it. We all know countries who have disappeared or died. Prussia for example! That's just one. Having seen it ourselves, how just a signature on a paper could end us nowadays, it's scarier than it used to be. Maybe that's the scary thing. Berwald tells me not to worry about it, but I can't help it! What if the next war it's Berwald, Lukas, Emil or even Matthias?

Sighing at my own thoughts, I watched out the window. The snow was drifting to the ground, cloaking the night scenery white under the moon. It was a peaceful night, much like the first one I spent with Berwald, Lukas and Matthias. Granted, then, I was too scared to enjoy it. But now, winter is my favorite season, mostly because it means Christmas is coming! But, at the same time, I hate it. It seems everything happens to us, in winter. The good, like meeting Berwald, and the bad, like too much to even say. When I met Berwald, he was still a Viking and easily scared me. Smiling, I got lost in the memory.

Flashback

I am scared to leave my house. I have heard of all the Vikings that are showing up everywhere. Barbadians, thieves, killers. It was frightening. But, there were things I needed. As I began my walk through the forest to the closet town, which I am honestly not too far from, I couldn't stop my smile from this winter day. Maybe this isn't so bad and I'm worried for nothing, I thought. A small yelp of fright escaped me as the bushes near me rustled. I am prepared for the worst... not. Though, much to my relief, it was only a snow bunny.

"Aw. Come here little guy," I say softly, kneeling down slowly. I reach out my hand, beginning to pet it. It is so cute and fluffy but shivering under my hand. "Are you cold little guy? Well, winter will be over soon so you won't have to stay cold too much longer." Everything seems perfect like nothing could- Jerking my head up, I hear loud screams from the village I am heading towards. I panic.

After somehow finding the strength to walk forward, I quickly run to the village. My people sound scared and in trouble, I thought, I have to help them! I was honestly expecting there to be dead bodies on the ground, but no, just chaos. Shaking a bit, I push past the running and screaming crowds who all seemed to be trying to get inside. Once in the center of town, every limb and muscle of my body stopped working. I can't move, think or breathe. There stood Vikings. One of them, made eye contact with me.

As we stood there, neither saying a word yet not moving our eyes. His face held a small smile but his eyes held a devious look. His hair was blonde and a bit messed out, I can only assume from sleeping out in the cold or on hay or whatever. He appeared around my age and easily towers over me as well as everyone else around. I don't know how I look, but I'm sure I look terrified. He went to speak but couldn't find the words. I took the chance and ran.

End of Flashback

Coming too from my memory, I smiled and chuckled a bit. I was so scared of everything back then. I had changed so much since then though, I was no longer a Baltic state like I was then, but a Nordic state. I am one of the few to have successfully kicked Russia's ass. It took awhile but I still did! I couldn't have stayed the way I was, even if I had wanted to. But I didn't.

I couldn't help but jump as a hand was placed on my shoulder. I looked back, away from the window, an easy smile quickly coming over my features.

"Tino, are you okay?" Berwald asked.

"Ja, I'm fine, just lost to my thoughts." I turned to face him and placed my arms around his neck. Giggling as he picked me up, I cuddled close to him lovingly. He began to walk and I didn't care our destination. "It's strange, Su-san. I've been at your side for centuries." He hummed in response. "I was scare of everything back then, wasn't I?" I almost laughed and I swear he smiled. "I've grown a lot and you have to. Though, you have also matured a lot. You were so childish until the end of the Kalmar Union. You grew up a lot after that and during the Great Northern War. I'm glad all the fighting id over." As I realized I was rambling, I blushed. I do that a lot since Berwald doesn't speak too often, but he never seems to mind.

"Tino. Leave the past in the past. Focus on now," he said, sitting on our bed.

"But it's hard not to think about it, especially in winter. At least for me anyways. All my memories that seem to have really shaped who I am today, happen in the winter."

"You will only hurt yourself," came his reply. "If it helps, focus on the memories to come, not the ones we have left behind. We can't be those people again, nor will we be. We are who we are now. We have a family. You, Ladonia, Sealand, Hanamata and I," he whispered. "Focus on that." Before I could respond, his lips landed on mine. Sometimes, he can't take a hint. Others, he takes me by shock.

As his tongue re-entered the area that belongs to him, my arms tightened around his neck and my body surrendered into his own. It was a passionate kiss. Not a lustful passionate, firey kiss. Rather a loving passion. One that sweeps me off my feet every single time.

Too soon, I had to pull away. As I did, a yawn left my lips, making Berwald say, "Let's get some sleep, Tino." I wanted to protest, but I wanted sleep. Sleep won. I changed into one of his Ikea shirts and remained pantless, as I crawled under the covers. Berwald soon joined me, shirtless. As I laid my head on his chest and wrapped myself up in his warmth, my eyes felt heavy. "I love you, m' wife," he whispered.

"I love you too, Su-san," I whispered, sleep already lacing my voice and soon my world fell into the blackness of sleep.