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Little something that Hetafans and Bros might like.
You're welcome.
Enjoy~
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"Hahaha, how's it goin', bros? My name...is Pewwwwwwwdiepie~!"
Ah, your favorite line of all time. You see, PewDiePie (also known as Felix), was your second favorite person, a Swedish gamer that you watched all the time. SECOND favorite person! Your first was someone very special...Your hubby Berwald Oxenstierna. You two had been married for about two months, and since you were trying to find a job to help keep a roof over your heads, Berwald was always working. He didn't mind, though, he knew you would work hard to support you both. You heard the front door open and close, you smiled.
"Hey, hon, how was work?" you called.
"Okay." your husband grunted, kicking of his shoes and flopping down onto the couch next to you.
Berwald's ears perked up when he heard you giggle at PewDiePie saying,"DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT! I GOT THIS!" and then fail miserably at Surgeon Simulator. Berwald scooted closer to you and looked at the screen on your laptop.
"Wh't're ya watchin'?" he asked.
You looked at him, wide eyed,"You don't know who PewDiePie is?!"
"Who?" he asked curiously.
You gasped,"Berwald Oxenstierna! You being the personification of Sweden I thought you would know who he is!"
Berwald raised a brow at you,"Doesn' ring any bells."
You face palmed,"Kjellberg? Felix Kjellberg? Ring anything?"
He seemed to wrack his brain for the name, but then failed. He shook his head, then shrugged. You sighed, but then smiled, placing your laptop in his lap.
"Well, you get acquainted with him, and I'll go take a shower," you kissed his cheek,"Love you." he grunted in response, but you knew from five years of experience that that meant he loved you too. Berwald started from the beginning: Amnesia.
~Time Skip~
After you got all cleaned and ready for bed, you went down stairs to see how your love was doing. What you saw shocked you. Berwald was watching the screen carefully as Stephano bossed Pewds around, a small smile plastered on the stoic Swede's face. He would chuckle every now and then, and he didn't even flinch when something jumped out! Berwald noticed your presence, and craned his neck to look at you.
"I like th's guy." he said simply.
You giggled, finding a spot next to him and cuddling his big arm. You two spent part of the night watching Pewds' videos and eating ice cream. Then while you were watching him play Deadpool, you started to feel your eyes going heavy, Berwald noticed this and shut the laptop closed. He cupped the back of your legs and the other hand went on your back. He carried you bridal style to your shared room and laid you down, going to the opposite side and curling up next to you. You sighed contently into his chest, getting closer.
"Jag älskar dig, (Name)." he grunted.
You smiled,"I love you too."
You're welcome.
Enjoy~
~~~~~~~~~
"Hahaha, how's it goin', bros? My name...is Pewwwwwwwdiepie~!"
Ah, your favorite line of all time. You see, PewDiePie (also known as Felix), was your second favorite person, a Swedish gamer that you watched all the time. SECOND favorite person! Your first was someone very special...Your hubby Berwald Oxenstierna. You two had been married for about two months, and since you were trying to find a job to help keep a roof over your heads, Berwald was always working. He didn't mind, though, he knew you would work hard to support you both. You heard the front door open and close, you smiled.
"Hey, hon, how was work?" you called.
"Okay." your husband grunted, kicking of his shoes and flopping down onto the couch next to you.
Berwald's ears perked up when he heard you giggle at PewDiePie saying,"DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT! I GOT THIS!" and then fail miserably at Surgeon Simulator. Berwald scooted closer to you and looked at the screen on your laptop.
"Wh't're ya watchin'?" he asked.
You looked at him, wide eyed,"You don't know who PewDiePie is?!"
"Who?" he asked curiously.
You gasped,"Berwald Oxenstierna! You being the personification of Sweden I thought you would know who he is!"
Berwald raised a brow at you,"Doesn' ring any bells."
You face palmed,"Kjellberg? Felix Kjellberg? Ring anything?"
He seemed to wrack his brain for the name, but then failed. He shook his head, then shrugged. You sighed, but then smiled, placing your laptop in his lap.
"Well, you get acquainted with him, and I'll go take a shower," you kissed his cheek,"Love you." he grunted in response, but you knew from five years of experience that that meant he loved you too. Berwald started from the beginning: Amnesia.
~Time Skip~
After you got all cleaned and ready for bed, you went down stairs to see how your love was doing. What you saw shocked you. Berwald was watching the screen carefully as Stephano bossed Pewds around, a small smile plastered on the stoic Swede's face. He would chuckle every now and then, and he didn't even flinch when something jumped out! Berwald noticed your presence, and craned his neck to look at you.
"I like th's guy." he said simply.
You giggled, finding a spot next to him and cuddling his big arm. You two spent part of the night watching Pewds' videos and eating ice cream. Then while you were watching him play Deadpool, you started to feel your eyes going heavy, Berwald noticed this and shut the laptop closed. He cupped the back of your legs and the other hand went on your back. He carried you bridal style to your shared room and laid you down, going to the opposite side and curling up next to you. You sighed contently into his chest, getting closer.
"Jag älskar dig, (Name)." he grunted.
You smiled,"I love you too."
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This is like, a dream come true for me o.o