#swissfin

[rbksubrans]

Wips wips n an old draw

[lukatheselkie]

Nordic Rare Ship Week Day Two

@nordicrareshipsweek

Pairing: Finland x Switzerland

    Tino sighs silently as he watches a raindrop land on his windshield and nearly immediately get wiped away. Of course it’s going to rain when he so desperately needs the sun shining. Oh well. He can still continue with his plans, though they will have to be altered. If they are even accepted. He hopes they are. The radio and the rain are the only things he can hear for awhile as he drives. He doesn’t even let himself think.

    He turns the vehicle off and hops out when he gets to his destination. He grabs the picnic basket from the backseat, and locks everything up carefully. He’s absolutely soaked by the time he gets to the door. He takes a deep breath, and knocks fearlessly. It isn’t long before the door opens, and a scowling face greets him. It’s the most beautiful face he’s ever seen. “Vash,” he breathes out.     “What do you want?” His voice is sharp, tone full of venom. Tino doesn’t shrink back, though he wants to. He holds up the basket with a sheepish smile.     “I’m sorry. I lied when I said I didn’t need you. I know I messed up. But I thought we could talk about it over a picnic? We’ll have to have it inside now though. The weather was nice while I was packing it.” Vash’s eyes shimmer with intrigue. That’s a good sign.     “Come in. You’re soaking wet. Let me find you some dry clothes and a towel.” He opens the door, stepping aside for his unexpected guest. He gives him a tight smile, then hurries deeper into the house. Tino stands as close as he can to the door, not wanting to drip over anything expensive. Thankfully, Vash returns in a matter of moments, handing him a towel. He dries his hair off first, then pats down his clothes to the point he’s not soaking everything he walks over. “Change.” He places the clothes into his hand firmly. Tino knows there’s no room for argument. He places the picnic basket down, and autopilots to the washroom. It’s exactly as he remembers it.     “Thank you for your kindness.” He freezes when he sees Vash has set out the picnic he made. Out of all the things he had been expecting, this wasn’t one. He smiles broadly at the Swiss man, who stands and hugs him tightly.

    “I believe the rain happened for a reason. I would have slammed the door when I saw you if you hadn’t been sopping wet. I’m glad I didn’t. You are forgiven, Tino. We both said some things we didn’t mean. Can we put that behind us and try again?”

    “Of course we can. I love you, Vash.”

    “And I love you too.” They bask in each other’s warmth, listening to the pitter patter of rainfall on the roof. Things may not be perfect between them, but it’s a step in the right direction.

[ask-the-germanic-family]

I also ship Switzerland and Finland together! What does Switzer-kun thinks of him?

Switzerland- What!?

Austria- Do you prefer this line of questioning compared to the other?

Prussia- we're still at war! They can't be in a relationship and fight each other! I'm going to have to rethink this whole plan...

Liechtenstein- I think it's good, I'm worried about Switzerland being lonely

Germany- You realise they're not actually in a relationship?

Kugelmugel- I wonder what Sweden would have to say about all this?

Switzerland- He's just a nation that I respect, I'm not and never have been in love with him. I just admire his determination and shooting skills.

Austria- Really? Nothing else? Like his smile?

Switzerland- No!

Liechtenstein- Are you ok, you're really red?

Switzerland- It's just hot in here!

[rbksubrans]

a win to me

yes the other guy is Finland

[rbksubrans]

the context now is... a rol group lmao

[minttucci]

[minttucci]

Kauko made mittens for both of them (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡

[minttucci]

This is everything you'll get from me for a while my brain is SwissFin only sorry not sorry