Babysitting Iceland: Iceland x Sweden Hetalia!

Day Eleven.

Iceland woke up early to make his friends some breakfast. After toasting the waffles, he put them on a plate and left it on their nightstand. Knowing they would wake up in a few minutes, he prepared some coffee for them. 

Once he finished that, he quietly ran to his room and searched for that paper. It wasn't in his bed anymore. After searching for a full five minutes, he accepted that it was missing and sadly went back to the kitchen. 

Finland and Sweden were sitting at the table drinking their coffee. They looked at him. "Good morning, Ice! Why do you look so down?"

Iceland sat down and rested his head on his hand. "I lost one of my favorite drawings."

"Th't sucks." Sweden put his hand in his pocket to make sure the paper wasn't sticking out. He was expecting a call sometime before 11:30 and didn't want to upset Norway by confessing to his little brother without the approval. "Yeah. Hopefully it comes up undamaged sometime."

A few hours after breakfast, Sweden received the call he was waiting for. He immediately picked up the phone. "N'rway?"

"Yeah, hi."

"H'w did y' sleep?"

"Just fine. Listen, I thought about it."

"Alr'ght."

"I must admit, I made up my mind not long after you called, but I didn't think that would satisfy you."

"I s'ppose you're c'rrect."

"Anyway, I approve of you and Iceland."

"It's an h'nor."

"But, no hanky panky!"

"Y' don't have t' worry about th't, Norw'y. I und'rstand 'nd respect your feelings t'wards th't."

 "Thanks. You're a great guy, don't screw this up. Iceland's on his man-period 24/7."

"I'm aw're." Sweden laughed internally. "Let me know how it goes when you've done it. Bye."

"Ok'y, bye."

Sweden ended the call and went to Finland. "Fin."

"Oh, yes?"

"I pl'n to conf'ss in a f'w hours. Wh't do I d', though?"

Finland squealed and hugged a pillow he was sitting near. "You should make it kind of romantic! Like...bring him to a place he likes and bring up the paper! It should go fine enough from there!"

"Alr'ght, I'll h've to find out wh're he likes t' go."

"Go do that! Quickly!"

Sweden went to Iceland's room where he was drawing more flowers and knocked on his door. Iceland looked up and smiled. "Hey, come in."

Sweden sat beside him. "Ice?"

"Hm?"

"I w's wondering if y' wanted to g' somewhere you l'ke."

"With you and Fin?"

"W'll, just m'."

"Oh, okay. Sure."

"Wh're do you n'rmally like t' go?"

Iceland looked at the ceiling and thought for a moment. "I like the old gazebo."

"Perfect." Sweden thought. "Ok'y, let's g'." Sweden took his hand and they walked to the car as Finland watched through the window with Hana. 

They quickly arrived at the old gazebo and sat on the bench. "Wh't do you l'ke about this pl'ce?"

"It seems pretty historical. Lots of people have gotten married here, there may have been some funerals, too. Plus, it's very quiet here and there's many flowers. This is where I started sketching and drawing."

"N'ce."

"Yeah. I think this is one of the most romantic places in town."

"I c'n see why."

"So, why did you want to come here with me?"

Sweden took a deep breath and took out the paper. "I s'w this in y'r bed."

Iceland looked at him, shocked that he didn't put it in a better place. "Sweden-"  

"Don't b' ash'med, Icel'nd." Sweden folded the paper up and put it back in his pocket, then took Ice's hands, "I l've you, too."

Iceland stared at him speechlessly. He stood up and walked to the other side of the gazebo to distract himself with flowers. "Icel'nd?" Sweden walked up and hugged him from behind, "Are y' okay?"

Iceland looked down at Sweden's hands and placed his own hands over them. "I'm fine, I just wasn't expecting this. It's also kind of weird that I'm wearing White and you're wearing Black, isn't it?"

"...Let's g't married."

"Ah, jeez! Let's...just wait for that step. I'm not ready for marriage, I want to get more comfortable with you first."

"Alr'ght, be m' boyfr'nd?"

"Absolutely."

On their way home, Iceland and Sweden held hands in the car. "Do you think those crazy creeps will come all the way over here for me?"

"I d'bt it."

"Good. I hope the teens in that town stay safe."

"M'm."

Once they got home, they all did their own thing. Although, there was more cuddling and squealing involved. Everything was great 'til they remembered Norway and Denmark would be coming home tomorrow, which meant Sweden and Finland had to go home in the morning. 

They all drank hot chocolate and went to bed overjoyed.