stepped on him, he wasn't exactly looking where he was going.

groaned in pain and curled up a bit. He glared at whoever it was that had stepped on him until he realized it was Finland. His eyes softened

slightly, though his stomach still felt painful… it didn't help that Tino's foot was still placed on it…

stumbled back a bit, blinking a few times, he had no idea what happened. He was drunk and on his way home from the bar.

sat up and rubbed his stomach. "Finland…"

stared at him for a moment before he leaned down close to him. "Hi Berwald."

could smell the strong scent of alcohol that seemed to seep out of the drunken man's pores… "Drinking?"

tilted his head a bit before he laughed, " a little. Not enough though." He nodded as he flopped back on the ground and sat.

"Ah…" He mumbled with a frown. He had a feeling it had been more than enough, but he would keep this opinion to himself lest it start a

fight.

nodded a bit as he stared at him. "Why are you on the ground?"

"Napping." He answered plainly. Had Tino not been drunk he would have realized this.

stared for a moment before he inched closer. "Why?"

furrowed his brows together as he held is arms out to keep Tino at a comfortable distance. "Was tired." He responded with a non-committal

shrug.

stared at him for a long moment before he tried to shift closer again before being stopped by the arms. He pouted a bit... "Mm... that's not

a good reason."

kept his arm steady. The last thing he wanted was to be attacked by an angry drunken Finn. "Then what is a good reason?"

stares at him for a moment before he shrugged and moved to get up. "I dunno... I should go home." It would probably take him forever to

get there, but he didn't want to be around Sweden anymore all of a sudden.

sighed and reached out to help him.

frowned at the help, he brushed his hands off. "Don't.... I don't need your help."

rolled his eyes and yawned as he stood up. He'd go with him regardless.

stared a bit again before he headed in the general direction of his house.

followed a few steps behind him, prepared to reach out and catch him should the other man stumble or fall.

would not need catching and he didn't need to be followed.

will follow him anyway.

stops and looks over at him.

stops with him and stares.

glares at him and points a finger at him. " Don't."

frowned. "Hm?"

continued to glare, "don't follow..."

shook his head firmly. He had every intention of following him home and making sure he got there safely.

folded his arms over his chest with that before he took a seat on the ground again. He wasn't going to go anywhere then.

was more than content to sit back down besides him on the ground. It was nice out.

shuffled away from him with that, putting distance between them.

stayed in his place but continued to watch him from a close distance.

didn't like being watched and he was going to voice such an opinion before he felt his stomach twist, last time he didn't eat anything

before drinking.

watched with concern as Tino's expression changed slightly. He almost would have welcomed the disagreement to the look of illness.

frowned and quickly got up, almost falling over himself. Home. He turned and started heading home again.

jumped back up and followed behind him once more.

stopped and and spun around to face him, to quickly... he almost lost his balance again. "I told you not to."

shrugged.

moved over to him, "I'll hit you if you follow me."

shrugged again and continued to follow him.

moved closer to him and didn't hesitate as he threw a punch. '

easily dodged it, having his sobriety on his side. He held Tino's fist gently in his hand.

glared at him with that, he was less than happy. "Let me go Sweden."

let go of his fist, but made no motion to suggest he was going to stop following him.

glared at him for a long moment before he turned away to leave.

waited a few seconds before following him.

ignored him as he continued walking or not really walking... he was more stumbling and catching himself.

sighed inwardly and followed at a safe distance, more than prepared to dive forward to catch him should anything truly dangerous happen.

eventually found a park bench and sat down, he was annoyed that Berwald had continued to follow. "Sit... if you're going to follow you might

as well sit with me."

gave a faint smirk as he sat besides him.

looked away from him before he closed his eyes and leaned back against the bench, he was pretty content to just fall asleep right here.

would carry him home if he appeared to pass out. He kept an eye on him warily.

would not be impressed. He looked over at him, frowning. "Sweden... do you like me or something?"

shrugged and said nothing. He considered Finland to be very close and dear to him, even if the feelings were not reciprocated.

stared at him for a long moment. "I want to know, cause... it creeps me out when you look at me like that...."

stares at him blankly for a few seconds before looking away. "I won't look at you then." At least not when he thought Tino could see.

seemed even less impressed by that, "no... I just want to know why."

shrugs again. "Why not?" It wasn't a crime to look at someone else, but he wasn't one for openly admitting to feelings or emotions.

frowned at that and got up, wobbling a bit.

sighed and stood up besides him, reaching out to steady him.

batted the hand away rather roughly. "Don't... I do not, need your help. At all."

let out a deep breath and sighed before jutting his hands in to his pockets. Even if Tino would stubbornly refuse his help he would see to_

it that the other man got home safely.

glared before he continued on his way, doing his best to ignore him as much as possible.

did his best to remain quiet and in the background as he followed Tino like a silent shadow.

knew he was there, the ignoring wasn't really working so he stopped and turned around again staring at him before he moved over to him and

hugged him.

stiffened in surprise and stared down at Tino, making no movements to reciprocate the hug at first. He awkwardly patted his back.

just didn't feel like walking anymore, better suck up to the one person who would carry him home if he let him.

would carry him… Though he was cautious, and fearful of being thrown up on. It wasn't one of his favorite things in the world. "T'no?"

wasn't really one for throwing up. He didn't get thaaat drunk. He looked up at him for a moment. "Berwald... Can you... carry me home?"

had to try as hard as he could not to let a smile sneak on to his features. He nodded with a serious expression and knelt down a bit to_

carefully lift Tino in to his arms.

is not impressed that he had to ask this... he held onto him though and frowned darkly. Well he didn't have to walk any more.

wasn't going to assume Tino had ever wanted him to carry him. Though he was having to try very hard to conceal his happiness at having been_

asked.

tried to hide his face as he held Berwald's jacket front a bit. "Thank you...>"

nodded with a small, concealed smile. "Hn."

closed his eyes with that as he held onto him.

tightened his hold gently, walking as carefully and fluidly as he could so as not to disturb him.

wouldn't even notice if he dropped him at this point. He buried his face into Berwald's chest.