Between the two of them, Sweden was always the early bird.

It was a blessing everyday to see Finland next to him whenever he arose from his slumber. It was like old times although the circumstances were different. His kings were rulers over Finland’s home and they lived together because they had to. But his feelings towards Finland were just as real as they were now and he did his best to keep him happy, even at the risk of disobeying his bosses.

At the time, Finland did not feel the same way. And that was okay too. He was just grateful to call Finland a friend.

But the mid-20th century brought a change to their relationship. The day Finland told him he loved him will forever be burned in his mind for as long as lived. He will never forget the kiss Finland gave him while they were getting ready to part ways after a long meeting. Finland had later told him he had done it on the fly. He had a strong suspicion that Sweden’s feelings hadn’t changed since they were young and ultimately took a chance. Sweden was glad that he did.

Sweden got up to open the windows. A cool breeze rolled in and the birds greeted him to their usual morning song. It was going to be a lovely day, and Sweden could feel that strongly in his bones.

He made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen and got the coffee started, just as he had always done. As he went through the cabinet, he noticed all that was left was instant coffee. Not exactly what he had in mind but it would do the trick for the time being. They had plans on doing a grocery run later today anyhow.

Finland was still asleep when Sweden returned with the two cups of coffee. He left both mugs on his end of the bed while he slipped back into the sheets. He watched over Finland while the man quietly snored the morning away. Even in his sleep, he was just as beautiful. He truly was the luckiest man alive.