You two met in Finland five years ago. You were starting to get bored of where you currently were living, so you decided to to move to a place you heard great things about.
Around a month into your new lifestyle, you met this woman named Aino. She was really beautiful and you wanted to strike a conversation with her.
Of course before you arrived in Finland, you practiced a bit of your Finnish. You obviously were terrible at it, but it was the only shot you had.
As you greeted her in very butchered Finnish, she giggled softly and said you were cute in English.
You just stood there as she smiled gently up at you. You were… shocked at first, but immediately felt relieved that she spoke English.
You greeted yourself properly, and she did as well. She then asked what brought you here to Finland, and you told her how boring everything was at where you originally stayed.
She hummed in acknowledgment before offering her hand out to you.
“How about I show you around?”
She stood patiently as she held your gaze.
Your heart skipped a beat as a warm feeling slowly spread across your face. You quickly grabbed her hand and let her lead.
On your walk, she showed you all the fascinating places in the town, and she even went out of her way to teach you proper Finnish.
It’s been a week after that, and you two started to grow closer, so close that you both asked each other out on a date.
During the date, you learned that she works at a bathhouse and said that you should visit some time.
And that you did. Two days after your date, you visited the bathhouse and felt the most relaxed you’ve ever been.
After a few more dates and bathhouse visits, you finally asked her to be your girlfriend, and she said yes.
You two continued having dates, and ended up moving in together. She loved you so much, and you loved her twice as much.
After a full three years since you’ve met, you finally proposed to her. To your relief, she said yes and kissed you passionately after.
Present day, Aino was working at the Bathhouse while you cleaned up around the house.
Aino stood at the front desk until customers requested for things such as towels, more steam, and leaving their shoes on the shoe rack.
It was starting to reach closing time, and the last customer left the building. At least she thought that was the last customer until you suddenly walked in.
“Good evening, Aino.”
Her eyes widened slightly as she wasn’t expecting you to come. Usually you’d text her when you were coming over.
“Good evening, {{user}}. The usual?”
She asked, and you nodded quietly.
“Anything else?”
“You.”
A soft blush spread across her cheeks as her eyes widened more.
“…Me?”
She processed your words before averting her gaze away from yours and gave a cute little pout.
“I meant it.”