[Surveying the mess...] ... [Yeah, he's too old for petty high school twink drama. Back to his workshop.]

[He goes down to gently kiss and nibble at Tino's neck. However, he pauses when that question escapes. He pulls back to gaze in his eyes.] Ja, maybe. Trust you.

[If he insists!!! He's not hesitating to throw him over his shoulder and carry him off to the bedroom!! Being a gentleman, he has to pause to lock the door, of course, but once he hears that click, He's throwing wife (gently) on the bed.]

[Well shit he's trying. He didn't actually expect it to be hard. He's trying and trying. Eventually he just kinda?? not tackles but like,, tackles.]

Ja, sure. [Sounds easy enough. Not like there's far for him to go. So he's finishing washing up Tino and getting his fluffy towel ready.]

[Well now he's blushing.] ... Finish washing you first, ja?

Ja, sure. [Despite his >:| face, his curiousity is peaked!! He loves games.]

Ja, but they could never outmatch you 'n your snipers. [He couldn't imagine using the 2-1 on the boys. Especially not Lad's beautiful hair...]

Ja, just have to do the products in the right order. [In another life, he's a hairdresser. And hes the best dang hairdresser this side of the hemisphere. But in this life he has a wife to please. Priorities, people!]

[Say something? In this economy? Never. Gods forbid he wants to drool over his wife!!!! But also he can't not touch him, so he's helping him scrub the hard to reach spots 🫡🫡]

[Pop in? Wrong. As if he's not gonna just stand there and watch. You've gotten him all wrong!!! Luckily, he's incredibly stealthy, so if he just stands in the middle of the room incredibly still, maybe Tino will mistake him for a really tall frowning lamp—]

Nej. [He's actually pretty chilly. Sweden is never that hot this time of year.] Ran you bath. [He points towards the bathroom.]

[He's actually the opposite of minding hes actually staring from a distance, terrifying and he hasnt blinked in about thirty minutes but fuck his wife is hot,,,,]

[He has just found out about "Swear or Chair," a very real board game about guessing if the word pulled is a Swedish swear word or a piece of Ikea furniture. He's sad that he can't buy it, though. He'd win each time. That's not fair to the kids.]

// i like that i could totally make headcanons for all my guys except berwald i have nothing for him except ig??? Autistic???? neurospicy????? Switch????? but like thats it dawg is not interesting he just sits there and admires his wife

Nej. [Thinking. Thinking. Ah. Idea!] Ask Emil. Pay him. Will teach him responsibility, ja?

Guess so... Have to get a babysitter.

Mh. Have movies at home.

Hm. [He was a violent viking :(]

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I cannot wait to officially make you my wife soon. [Suddenly they're getting married??]

[LETS GOO hes pouring them both a glass before sitting down. And digging in he is. He is eating like he hasn't ate in years. It's good okay?] ...Is good. You did good job.

Mathias is... Fine. [He's wondering if Tino would let him have some wine with this stew. Do wine and stew go together? It's just liquid with liquid with chunks. He's grabbing the wine despite the wine stew debate racing through his mind.]

[Did he save him or did Tino just follow him while he was escaping? Either way he's not complaining.] Ja. Glad i managed to kick his ass so many times.

Can't imagine a life without you. [Did he say that out loud?? God Tino's gonna think hes such an obsessive stalker loser. And yeah maybe he is an obsessive stalker loser but Tino doesn't need to know that!]

[How did he manage to keep his hands to himself for centuries,,,] Mh. You take such good care of her.

[God if thats not the most appealing thing ever to him. He is taking those hands and lavishing them in kisses and small bites]

[As soon as the onions and celery and whatever else (he stopped paying attention) are in the pot, he's wrapping his arms around Tino and peppering his neck and jaw in kisses. He would conquer the ocean if it means witnessing what he did to that fish one more time.]

Ja. [He's so helpful! He's getting everything Tino wanted and doing everything he's asked. Once he's done though hes watching him gut the fish. Holy shit his boner dawg wife is so hot when violent]

Mh. [Tino beats anything in his eyes. And IKEA.] Ja, sure. [He doesn't really know how to be helpful he's just lingering.]

Ja. Cus then i can wrap around your waist and hug you still. [Squeeze.] Stew?

[Inch resting inch resting. He's making plans.] Good to know. [He nods. Before reaching down to stroke Tino's hair. Fuck he really is so perfect.] If you die, i will have you stuffed.

[Okay well those are NOT his thoughts hie thoughts are booking them VIP tickets to Tino's favourite band's concerts (even though he would hate it) and then going to dinner after and then taking a walk down the canal and holding hands and kissing under the stars and– holy shit hes gay as hell.] Ja +

Hm. This is.. favourite band of yours? [Oh the ideas running through his head rn,,,]

[Why did he end up with the freak as a wife,,, its okay he still loves him] Mh... I guess so. [He doesn't wanna cannibalise his wife he just wants them to be one he just wants to wear his skin is that too much to ask] Smell nice... What cologne?

[He nods and buries his head in Tino's shoulder, inhaling deeply before exhaling and mumbling against him] ...Wish i could eat you...

[He nods. He is actually very excited for stew time. If you can't tell by his face 😐] Ja, okej. Got everything else we need?

[His belly is rumbling at the thought!!] Ja, sounds good. We have fresh herring?

[A small blush of embarrassment brushes his cheeks.] Mnh... Maybe.. [He's nodding at the suggestion though.] Ja, sure. Sounds good. Will be fun. Making what?

[Good. Happy wife happy life. He's leaning down a bit so they can kiss properly. Like adults do when they love each other very much. He's making sure to wrap his arms around the Finn's waist and pulling him closer.]

[His lip twitches up to a kinda barely smile.] Tack. You are good to them. You have eaten yourself, ja? Or want me to make something?

Mh. Ja. Bought it today. Is mint, citrus, and geranium. [He's glad Tino likes it because all the clothes have been washed with it. And folded. And neatly put away.] Eaten today?

[He opens his arms. Stop being over there and be here with him smh Tino]

[Enough facebook memes. He's fallen asleep on the recliner chair, snoring, glasses askew, head thrown back, hands over his belly, Hana on his lap. He's the embodiment of every dad ever.]