SwedenxReader: Quiet on the Set

  Waking up from the 3 hours of sleep you managed to get, you stare at the phone longingly. Today, you were all off from working on the set and you were going to spend the day with Govert...

  But then again, maybe you weren't. It was hard to decide!

  Then, something went through your mind. Berwald has always been your friend. He never spoke but you knew him better than anyone. Why make him suffer? He loved you.

  You quickly grabbed the phone and dialed the number you were given,"H-hey Govert...yea...I'm going to need to cancel our little date thing...sorry..."

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  Looking around the lobby of the hotel, you couldn't see your absurdly tall friend anywhere. Maybe he was off in the town, running errands or something. It was confusing in London. The streets were aligned with dark colored umbrellas, matching the grey skies which poured rain.

  Thinking it was just a bad idea to go out and look for him, you went onto the elevator and went back upstairs. When you hit a random floor, the elevator skidded to a halt and the doors opened to a surprised Swedish man.

  "I was looking for you Berwald..." You laughed a bit nervously,"Found ya..."

  He stepped in beside you as the elevator went back up to your floor. It was an awkward silence that hung between you too, not like the usual where you would be running your mouth while he casually shrugged.

  You played with the cotton sweatshirt you wore and looked over at Berwald out of the corner of your (e/c) eye. He seemed a bit tense, but his face was as unreadable as ever.

  Looking over, you noticed the elevator halt on your floor and the door opened. You went to take a step out but noticed your friend stood behind you, unmoving,"Y-you can come you know..."

  It took him a moment before he followed you down the halls. You fumbled for the door key and when you arrived at your room; slid the key in and gain entrance,"We have the day off...do you maybe wanna go out and eat something...?"

  Obviously, he didn't say anything, and turning around to face him, you saw shock in his eyes. You laughed nervously,"I...I told Govert to take a hike...n-not that rudely but...y-you know."

  Again, nothing. He was probably starting to think you had a terrible and dry sense of humor meant to hurt people by now. You sighed, giving up,"L-listen Berwald...you've been my best friend since the fifth grade...You would take care of me when I was sick and you were there whenever I was broken up with."

  Turning around completely to face him, he clung onto every word with total understanding,"So of course if you didn't want me to go, I wouldn't. I mean, it might've been nothing, it might've turned into something, but I won't know." You faintly smiled a him,"But if I lost my best friend because of it, that would be a lousy exchange, right?"

  You threw yourself into his embrace,"I'm sorry Berwald...I didn't mean to hurt you...but why didn't you tell me sooner? I mean, you might've just lost me if you didn't do anything."

  You just wanted to hear him talk to you instead of you speaking every word. And for a moment of total silence, you thought that he might not say anything. Though, after a second,"Mathias...told me not to..."

  'I'm going to kill Mathias when we get back...' You thought to yourself as you felt two arms wrap themselves around you,"W-why would you even consider listening to Mathias? He's an idiot Berwald." You giggled a bit and he shrugged.

  You then rested your head on his chest and listened to his heart beating,"Berwald?" He pulled you a bit tighter,"I-I love you..."

  "I love you too..." You distinctly hear him say. Content with that answer, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his lips gently, filling it with such sweet and loving feelings. After a moment, you both pulled away.

  Looking into his blue eyes, you saw such a warm feeling held within them,"So...maybe your want to tour London? Or would you rather a movie?"