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FinlandxReader The rain hammering hard on the roof seemed oddly soothing, like a rhythmic lullaby played on a drum, but you couldn't manage to find sleep. You leaned your head back into the pillow, and addressed him without looking away from the ceiling. "Say, Tino, shouldn't we do something today? He sighed, and shook his head. "What could we do?" "Everything. Cook something delicious. Play a board game. Go out for groceries. Invent something cool. Write a book. Change the world, maybe. We'll never be out of things to do." He shifted his weight, and you finally looked him in the eye. "But, (Name), I'd rather spend forever lying here wi