Sentiment [Estonia/Sweden]
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roesslyngTitle: Sentiment
Characters/Pairing: Estonia/Sweden
Rating: E for Everyone
Length: 227
Summary: Time changes things, but it won't change what they have between them.
Other: Written for a challenge at theaphanon_meme. Challenge was to grab a prompt from the Hetalia pairing generator and write a ficlet. Prompt was Estonia/Sweden - Nostalgia. (Original post)
Sentiment
After all those years, stepping into Sweden's home was still the same. Estonia found it surprising, the way those comfortable old memories rushed at him whenever he opened that door. Maybe he shouldn't have.
That isn't to say that it hadn't changed. Sweden no longer lived in the grand old place he'd once kept; after years on his own, he didn't need that much space. The trappings, the furniture, all were different. Modern. But there was a familiarity to Sweden's home, something comfortable in the atmosphere. It was there in the way he arranged his books, in perfect order along the shelves, but with little slips of paper poking out here and there, where he had stuffed letters and postcards. It was there in his desk, which should have seemed cluttered with everything on it, but everything somehow had its place. It was there in the air itself, a welcoming scent, the particular mixture of wood and baked goods.
Sweden's hands, too, were the same. Just as broad, just as steady. More sure than Sweden's face, the way his cheeks flushed pink when Estonia grasped his hands, squeezing them gently.
"It's good to see you," he said with a smile. And the reply he got was a mumble, but that was more than enough, and made him smile even wider.
He knew what he meant by it.
Characters/Pairing: Estonia/Sweden
Rating: E for Everyone
Length: 227
Summary: Time changes things, but it won't change what they have between them.
Other: Written for a challenge at the
aphanon_meme. Challenge was to grab a prompt from the Hetalia pairing generator and write a ficlet. Prompt was Estonia/Sweden - Nostalgia. (Original post)Sentiment
After all those years, stepping into Sweden's home was still the same. Estonia found it surprising, the way those comfortable old memories rushed at him whenever he opened that door. Maybe he shouldn't have.
That isn't to say that it hadn't changed. Sweden no longer lived in the grand old place he'd once kept; after years on his own, he didn't need that much space. The trappings, the furniture, all were different. Modern. But there was a familiarity to Sweden's home, something comfortable in the atmosphere. It was there in the way he arranged his books, in perfect order along the shelves, but with little slips of paper poking out here and there, where he had stuffed letters and postcards. It was there in his desk, which should have seemed cluttered with everything on it, but everything somehow had its place. It was there in the air itself, a welcoming scent, the particular mixture of wood and baked goods.
Sweden's hands, too, were the same. Just as broad, just as steady. More sure than Sweden's face, the way his cheeks flushed pink when Estonia grasped his hands, squeezing them gently.
"It's good to see you," he said with a smile. And the reply he got was a mumble, but that was more than enough, and made him smile even wider.
He knew what he meant by it.
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