Event: Berwald doesn’t remember Tino (Interactive Fic)
So hey! I decided to do this because I thought it would be a fun project to do with all of you.
For this fic, Berwald can’t remember Tino at all. You will be guiding the characters through their movements and decisions. I’ll be writing every day a small recopiliation and the end, we will have a fic!
Rules:
1. You can ask as many questions you want to either Berwald or Tino.
2. Please don’t insult them. I know it’s frustrating that Berwald just forgot about the love of his life, but don’t offend him.
3. There will be another characters that will be appear during this event.
4. I will tag it as #EventForgettenMemories so you can blacklist it.
4. Have fun!
Introduction:
Tino was making breakfast in the kitchen. It was a good day. The kids were on Emil’s house, so he and Berwald could have a weekend for the two of them. He felt incredible happy. He even was singing out of tune and he didn’t care.
Last night they went to an adult only party with other nations and even though Berwald felt dizzy after it, he thought that maybe his husband drank too much. It was quite unusual for him, but he didn’t give a lot of thought about it.
Berwald appeared and stared at Tino for a very long time. He couldn’t understand why a stranger was doing in his house.
“Who are you?” Berwald didn’t intend to sound so rude, but he didn’t recognize Tino at all.
The Finn turned around. He put their coffee cups on the table and went to give him a kiss.
“You are so drunk that you can’t recognize your own husband, huh?” Tino said with a tone of sarcasm, thinking that Berwald was just playing around.
But when he tried to reach Berwald’s lips, the Swede softly pushed him away. Tino was quite confused with that rejection.
“Ber, I know you are joking but this isn’t funny” Tino complained.
“I’m not joking. I don’t know why you are in my house” Berwald explained. He raised an eyebrow, trying to comprehend what was going on.
Tino opened his eyes widely. He couldn’t believe what was happening in that moment.
“Because I’m your husband!” Tino insisted and then he showed Berwald his ring “You gave me this on a ceremony in front of our friends” Tino had to hold his tears, or at least, he tried to do it.
Berwald shook his head. He didn’t remember any of that.
“You seem to be a nice person but…” Berwald sat down and grabbed his cup of coffee “I don’t remember you. If I had a husband, I would probably know about him. But you are not my husband”
Tino wanted to scream at him. They had spent so many years together. They knew each other since they were little kids. He grabbed his phone and keys. He needed to get out of there in that moment. He slammed the door behind him and started to walk, without knowing what to do next.