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Why Torture me? 5 ~SwedenXTrans-gender reader~

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Chapter five: Lazy Saturday's are no fun.


    Thankfully, the next morning was Saturday. The only down side was that Peter came back around eight in the morning, and since he still doesn't know the rule of "no loud talking before noon", I was waken up by 8:15. I literally crawl, with my many blankets wrapped around my body, down the stairs,into the kitchen, rolling up into a ball, and I just lay there as Peter runs around the house yelling. Upon hearing footstep, I mumble and put my gaze towards the door way. Looking up I notice it was Berwald, I turn back around and shut my eyes.

        "Why?" He simply asks.

        "Peter is just being so loud and I can barely walk because I am so tried. So I crawled down the stairs in hope that Tino had coffee made, but I was just lying to myself." I slur, slipping in and out of Finnish. Opening one eye, I realized the coffee maker wasn't even on.

        "Tino's went to Ukraine and he isn't coming back till later tonight." Berwald says, before walking out. 

    Once hearing that, I groan loudly, but when done with my little form of complaining. I notice it became quiet in the house, as Peter's yelling seized. Curiosity, waking me up I unrolled myself and walked into the living room. Leaning against the door frame for support, I look at a scene that warms my heart. Berwald calmed down Peter enough to have him sit on his lap and read out loud quietly. I smile to myself, decide on making breakfast since it hasn't been made yet. 

    Looking through the pantry, I find all the supplies I needed to make pancakes and hash browns. My mother was actually american, so she did make this quite a bit. Though she taught Tino how to make who choose to teach me how to cook it. Mixing up the simple ingredients for the pancakes,  I set it in the fridge, so I could get the potatoes cut up. Within a half an hour, I have everything made, so I call in the other two. Peter comes running in, with Berwald in tail.

        "Oh! This looks like things mama makes sometimes!" Peter exclaims with big eyes, grabbing his fork he takes a bite out of his pancakes. "It tastes even better then mama's too!"

        "Really? I'd never thought I'd be a better cook then Tino." I say but chuckle at Peter's excitement. Ber takes a bit of his own food and nods in agreement to Peter's remark. The rest of breakfast is filled with conversation between Peter and I. Thanks to the coffee I am not crabby as I usually would be. Also Peter kept his voice at a decent volume too. Following the meal, Berwald and Peter insisted that they do the dishes since I cooked. Which helped me a lot due to the fact I had to write an essay that was due monday, and it had to be at least 15 pages long. 

    Climbing up the stairs with my blankets in arms, I rush over the cold floor, seeking the warmth of my bed. Skimming over the notes that I had, but not having any inspiration I get up off my bed. I scroll through my music till I find the mama mia soundtrack, happily I press play. Relaxing back into my prier position, I start to type my paper.

    Around noon, I have half of the paper done though it has been taxing work, I decide to take a break. Sitting up properly, I sniff the air and smell something wonderful. Heading back downstairs, I peek my head into the kitchen. Peter was setting the table, while Berwald was at the stove stirring something. Peter noticing my movement, glances up smiling at me.  

        "You just come sit down Uncle (f/b/n)! You relax, papa and I can handle this!" Peter says and continues what he is doing. I smile back at him, and sit down at the table. Berwald fishes out some meatballs from the pot, which I am guessing is what we will be eating and what smelled so good. He sets a dish full of meatballs onto the table, once he and Peter sit down we all dig in.

        "These taste amazing Berwald!" I exclaim, grabbing more. He nods in acknowledgement towards me.

        "Yes! Papa is an amazing cook, only he does cook much because mama does" Peter says to me. At that moment we hear the front door open and close. All three of us turn our heads and we see Tino standing there with a girl with ENORMOUS breast. I glance down to my wrapped breast and I am very thankful how small they are at this moment. 

        "Hello everyone!" Tino says cheerfully.

        "Hi Tino, why didn't you tell me you where going to be gone this morning." I say, in mock cheerfulness.

        "Berwald knew, didn't he tell you?" He asks walking into the kitchen with the girl.

        "Well he did, after I realized no one had made coffee!" I say getting up, head locking my brother.

        "(F/b/n)!!!!!!! You know I am fragile!!!!!!!!!!" He shrieks.

        "I know big brother, but next time at least make me coffee or I'll end up being just like Lukas in the morning, and you know how bad he can get." I chuckle, kissing his head and letting him out of the head lock.

        "I will make it next time, I promise!!!!" He says nervously laughing. I glance at the girl, who was also laughing nervously.

        "Hello! I am (F/b/n/), I'm Tino's younger brother!" I say smiling at her, then hugging her. "Don't worry I am harmless, but when it comes to Tino not making my coffee I can get violent." I say pulling away laughing, and smiling.

        "Oh okay, I heard some great things about you! I am Katyusha, Tino's fiancee!" She says nervously but cheerful at the same time. 

        "She is moving in with us, and we are engaged!" Tino says happily wrapping his arms around her. Once Tino says that Berwald pushes off his chair, walking out of the room fastly.

        "Berwald!" I call after him. I sigh to myself and remind myself that Tino doesn't see that Berwald has feelings for him, and now it was clear in my mind I had feelings for Berwald.

        "Was it something I said?" Tino asks innocently.

        "Don't worry about it. I will talk to him about it later." I say sighing and clearing our plates since lunch was now ruined. 

        "Anyways we need to go back to Ukraine to bring her stuff here, and Peter do you want to come with us?" Tino asks, looking down at him.

        "Yes! It would be fun!!!!" He says jumping up and grabbing his things quickly. 

        "We will be back in a few days, (F/b/n)!" Tino says kissing my cheek.

        "Okay Tino, you guys be safe. I love you." I quickly kiss him back, and watch them hurry out the door and into the car. I watch them leave and once they are out of site, I rush into the kitchen. Standing on my tippy toes, I reach in the cabinet above the stove and grab the vodka. I climb up the stairs to Berwald's room, and knock on the door. No answer, so I sigh to myself and enter anyways. The sight was saddening, I'll say that, as Berwald was just silently crying.

        "Oh Berwald." I whisper. I move over to him, and sit next to him on the bed. I popped open the bottle of vodka, and take a swig of it, along with resting my arm around his shoulder. "Take a drink, it will help." He nods and takes the bottle from me, drinking from it.

    Soon we are drunk enough to start talking in Finnish and Swedish each other (though we know both languages perfectly we understand each other).

        "(F/b/n/), really I love him I don't understand what he see in that GIRL! I stayed with him through everything, I gave him a house, a dog and kid! Really how can he not see that I love him! I gave him all he ever need and see what he does! Just ignores me and thinks it is alright to see me as a friend! Am I unlovable or something?!?! Am I really that scary?" Berwald says in Swedish and sobbing. 

        "Berwald it isn't you fault! Tino just isn't gay and you can't make him be. Though Berwald you aren't scary and you are very lovable. Really I don't see how Tino could not love you! I am jealous of him, because he has your heart and you deserve to be loved! But what pains me most is that you can't see that I love you, I really do love you!" I say in Finnish, slurring my words. Berwald looks up at me and to my surprise he kisses me. But god how could've we know we would regret that kiss by morning.

I AM BACK WITH THIS!!!! I AM SO SORRY I COULD NOT GET THIS UP EARLIER!!!! *sobs* The last few months for me have been very busy and stressful! I started a new tri, so new classes, my now ex-boyfriend broke up with me, I got a new boyfriend now though and this one appericates me much more. I am on new meds, I have a few exams coming up too and I have just been stressing out overall. I promise or I will try and get the next chapter up by the end on January! Heads up the next chapter will be a lemon, and it will be my first time writing a lemon a please be kind when you read it.

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awww Sweden *hugs him* my poor baby. you deserve better than that!