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A Finn’s love was directed like a laser beam.
Michael had never ever felt love in such an intensity from his prior boyfriends, but he was absolutely not running away and screaming that it was too much. He actually loved it.
At first, he’d been very apprehensive about dating a Finn.
He’d just broken up with his Italian boyfriend, and very much used to the open and blatant passion of Italian Alpha men. Finnish Alpha men were the opposite of that, they were rather cold in public.
Mika was sweet, brough flowers and small boxes of chocolates upon his visits to the Omega’s apartment. He spared his affection for private moments, which in his culture was seen as a much more genuine affection towards one’s partner.
The German appreciated all the private affection he was given and gave in return.
That situation had happened 5 years ago, and now they were married with a little baby boy sleeping in his play pen that stood in the living room.
Michael was very happy to be the target of his husband’s laser beam love, as he called it, and was very glad he’d given Mika the chance to sweep him off his feet. Most of his German friends still didn’t understand it, but that’s because they never witnessed the passion a Finnish man can have.
After all, the passion between them had created their baby boy whom they truly loved.
“Perhaps we should plan a day to the park with Mick, show off the product of our love.” Mika said, laying an arm around his partner.
“I’m pretty sure people saw me around town with that large belly. They know you’ve made love to me at least once during one of my fertile periods.”
“Let me at least show you off once.” the platinum blonde said.
The Omega looked down to the pages of his book. “You are very persuasive. Perhaps we’ll go this week.”
“You know I love you.” the Finn said, kissing his lover’s neck.
“And you show it quite often.” the mother purred as he was receiving attention.
Finns did love like a laser beam, and not everyone could handle it.
But Michael… Michael loved it, he couldn’t get enough of it.
He wouldn’t want anything different anymore.