part 363 paper snowflakes

[aphanon_meme]

It's... December! I can't believe it's almost the end of another year. Time is weird. Anyway! There's been a lot of neato Hetalia news in the meantime! That game (that I can't get working but will look at videos and screencaps of so I can play vicariously)! The image of the first doll! The musical promo images!! What are you most excited for?

Enjoy part 363!

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Estonia/Sweden: nostalgia

[yuuago]

This is way longer than one sentence, oops.
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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.

Re: Estonia/Sweden: nostalgia

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Re: Estonia/Sweden: nostalgia

[yuuago]

Heeee I'm glad to hear that. <3