It was national Sweden day! Everyone was outside, dressed up in traditional clothing and waving flags, laughter filling the streets and smiles as people had picnics and kids were running around, some plucking flowers from grass and passing them out to people dancing.

You were just like everyone else, dressed up in a traditional Sweden dress and were out in the streets, smiling, singing, and dancing. You were dancing with a little boy as you were singing with the other adults, holding his small hands as he was staring at his feet so he wouldn't mess up.

It was adorable, Sweden thought as he looked around from the roof of a building, watching the people enjoy themselves and have fun. His head tilted with his hands stuffed in his pockets as he watched before his gaze landed on you. Hair falling in his face as his smile slightly faded and his eyes widened, you were beautiful.