Requested by: @Librarybookworm2006
Nobody thought that anyone could handle Sweden's yelling deep into the night. Yelling at his console and NPCs. Nobody thought that India, of all countries, would marry someone as rowdy and extroverted as Sweden.
But there they were, hand-in-hand, at the alter of a forest as the priest did wedding stuff.
No objections.
A passionate kiss.
A fun party.
A delicious supper and dessert.
And they were home.
It was over quicker than they had thought. India and Sweden cuddled in bed, in silence. They were both happy. India was doing henna on Sweden's hand as Sweden watched her, rubbing her back ever so softly.
"Thank you for marrying me, India," Sweden whispered, kissing her neck.
India smiled and looked over, kissing Sweden's cheek, "Thank you for asking."
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K, that was kinda cute tho--
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