Sweden x Reader Not Your Wife
The Wedding (Extra Part 2)
You may now kiss the bride.'
______ smashed her bokay into the priest's chest so she could have both hands free. She could've killed him; he looked like one good knock would finish him off. But ______ couldn't bring herself to care much at that moment. Not when Berwald was wrapping his arms around her, pulling her close with a loving look in his intense eyes and kissing her senseless.
Ahh, a picture-perfect moment with plenty of cameras around to capture it.
~*~*~*~Say Hello to Bob everybody, He's kindly escorting you through the Timeskip~*~*~*~
It was a squeeze, but they'd managed to fit everyone into the same medium-sized room.
It had been ______'s idea to group the guests around tables.
She remembered how they all had there particular groups at school, which included them sitting together every lunchtime.
However, she thought it wise not to sit certain people right next to each other.
Near each other, fine. Together, no. Not unless she wanted her wedding ruined.
Because of the very wide variety of cultures and, therefore, a very wide variety of catering needs, ______ had encouraged her guests to bring something from there homeland. They could make it or buy it, it mattered not.
Of course, Feli had brought pasta and Lovi had brought pizza both of which had been made from scratch.
She had to forcibly stop Gilbert from bringing beer, insisting it wasn't traditional German food and getting into an argument with him about the fact he was not Prussian (thank you stupid History Department) and 'sides, again, beer was NOT traditional Prussian food, hell! It wasn't even food, it was liquid.
It was resolved when she told him beer would be provided anyway.
Gazing around, everyone seemed to be happy. The dishes they'd brought with them were sitting on the tables, matched with the person who'd brought it, naturally.
People were having great fun swapping and commenting on the other dishes on there particular table, ______ even watched as a few of her guests got up to go to other tables, interested in what they had brought.
Soon, pretty much most people were on there feet and inspecting other dishes whilst the person who'd brought it explained what was in it and why it was traditional. Surprisingly, Gilbert had actually brought a dish that was traditionally Prussian and knew exactly why it was traditional. ______ was impressed, it wasn't like you could just buy that dish in the supermarket; you had to make it from scratch.
~*~*~*~Hold tight to Bob now, He's escorting you through another Timeskip~*~*~*~
The dance floor was empty; everyone was respectfully awaiting the newlyweds to take the first dance.
Berwald held out his hand as a delightful piece of piano music started up courtesy of Roderich, the best pianist she would ever know.
The lights dimmed as ______ took hold of his hand and he led her into the middle of the floor. ______ still felt that tingle of electricity go up her spine whenever Berwald touched her, he placed his right hand gently on her hip and took hold of her right hand with his left, her left going to his shoulder.
Together, they gracefully twirled around the dance floor.
Soon, other people joined in, not necessarily as a couple but as friends.
Beside them, Alfred was leading Matthew, who was happy his brother remembered he was there.
Mathias was being unusually gentle as he danced with Lukas, although his manic grin was still in place and ______ suspected Lukas hadn't really had a choice in the matter. Lovino had let his "tough guy" act slip away as he was twirled around by Antonio, who was smiling.
______ giggled as the very tall Ivan lead Yao in the dance, they twirled past, Yao muttering how he's never danced like this before, Ivan assuring him he was doing just fine.
Oh, there went Allison and Julchen, winking at her as they danced past, Allison leading.
When the dance ended, everyone separated.
Then something with a fast beat started up and ______ knew that the real party had just begun.
She smiled; she'd slipped a few pleasant surprises into the music playlist. Music from all over the world, from America, Russia, China, Iceland, Romania, Japan, Germany, Spain, France, Canada, Italy North and South, Scotland, Poland, Denmark, Turkey, Greece, Australia, Norway, Austria, Lichtenstein, Finland, Switzerland, England, Netherlands and many others; including her husbands homeland, Sweden, had been added to the playlist. This song was Spanish and ______ watched as Antonio's eyes lit up like a firework and he dragged a half-heartedly protesting Lovino back onto the dance floor, Feli and Ludwig not far behind.
~*~*~*~Follow Bob again, This way now, Don't lose your way~*~*~*~
Everything was silent, the party had long-ago ended and ______ and Berwald were now in a hotel room they'd booked.
They were going to stay there tonight, and tomorrow, they would get on a plane for there honeymoon. Destination; Sweden.
______ had been carried over to the bed and placed upon it carefully. They lay now facing each other, side by side. ______ smiled.
'I love you.'
'I l've y'u too.' Came the reply.
She closed the distance between them with a kiss. Simple, sweet and innocent.
Berwald pulled her closer until there bodies were pressed tight together and the kiss moved from innocent to passionate.
The tingles of electricity were back in full force as Berwald lightly ran his hands up and down her frame before settling on her hips.
Oxygen quickly became a factor so they pulled away slightly, quick breaths mingling together.
Behind his glasses, Berwald's eyes were slowly becoming clouded with lust, a twinkle of playfulness shone there too.
'Hmmm? Yes Berwald?' ______ answers, looking at him curiously.
'Ch'ldr'n c'me n'xt.' He flashed her a small grin.
______ laughed, slightly breathlessly.
'Yes Berwald, children come next.' She said, nuzzling her handsome Swedish husband. He chuckled and captured her lips in another kiss. He continued to kiss her, even when she started speaking.
'Can't you ' Kiss. 'Wait until we've ' Kiss. 'Properly settled down?' Kiss.
'Nej. Ch'ldr'n. N'w.' Growled Berwald playfully, nipping her lip and tugging at the zip of her dress.
'Y'u're we'ring too m'ch.'
'Take it off me then~'