It's been 3 weeks since Italy has been pregnant. He already had a small bump on his belly and him and America loved it. America was super excited to be having a kid soon. Every time he would hug Italy he would feel over the baby bump. Italy would giggle and watch America move his hands over his stomach. The two couldn't wait to have a kid and raise it. After a couple days, Italy was starting to experience pregnancy symptoms. He got bad morning sickness, was craving food constantly and would get major migraines. America wished he could help with the morning sickness, because it saddened him to watch or even hear Italy wretch in the bathroom first thing in the morning. It sounded painful to him and it was for Italy. Italy felt like his throat was being melted with acid everyday and sometimes he wouldn't even have anything in his stomach and he'd dry heave. Italy felt much better when it was over, but hated that it had to happen in the first place.
America was sitting on his couch with Italy on his lap, giving him a massage. Italy relaxed and enjoyed America loosening his muscles. He would hum a random song or make up his own while America would do this. When America started massaging Italy's neck he bit Italy's "scruff" and Italy went limp. All of his muscles relaxed and he felt wonderful.
"Thank-a you for the massage, Alfred~ I feel-a so much better!"
"You're welcome babe. How's the baby doing?"
"Haha, I-a think the baby's doing fine."
"Good." America placed his hand on Italy's stomach and gently rubbed it. When he stopped rubbing, he felt a small kick.
"Whoa dude! It just kicked!"
"That-a was such a weird feeling and cool!"
America and Italy laughed and Italy turned around to straddle America and hugged him back. They both shared a small, sweet kiss that lasted over half a minute.
"Hey Alfred, I'm-a craving ice cream. Do you-a want a bowl?" Italy asked America while smiling sweetly.
"Sure, dude! I'll have chocolate!"
"Ve~ I'll-a be right back!" Italy got up off of America and headed to the kitchen. America turned on the TV and put a movie in. When Italy returned, he sat down next to America and snuggled close to him. America chuckled and played the movie.
~~~Two months later~~~
America was upstairs asleep in his bed when he heard something break downstairs. He rushed out of his bed and ran downstairs. America ran to the kitchen, saw a broken plate on the floor and Italy standing near the sink.
"Oh, I'm-a alright Alfred! The plate slipped from my hand." Italy smiled to calm down America and it worked. America carefully walked over to where the broom was and swept up the broken glass.
"I'm-a really sorry I broke a plate..."
America looked up at Italy when he was done then he walked over to him and hugged him. He looked at Italy with loving eyes and kissed his nose. Italy giggle and hugged America back.
"As long as you didn't get hurt, the plate doesn't matter." America move a strand of hair out of Italy's face and was still looking at Italy entranced by his golden honey colored eyes. Italy was staring into to blue abyss of America's eyes and they both stayed like that for awhile. Italy broke the stare first.
"I-a need to finish the dishes, so we can-a take a siesta."
"Awww, but I love looking at you though..."
Italy giggled and pecked America's lips before turning around in his hold to finish the dishes. America still held onto him and watched as he cleaned the dishes. When Italy was done, him and America went upstairs and took a long needed nap.
~~~Another two months later~~~
~~~Alfred's POV~~~
Only one more month and Feliciano will be due! I'm so excited!!! Feliciano has been acting differently now though... I think he now has mood swings and it's not like he's happy, then angry, then sad. No, it's much worse. He's either happy or angry the entire day. Thank goodness more happy than angry, but it's scary when he's angry. He's more scary than his brother Romano... That's pretty dang scary... Yesterday he had an angry day and oh boy. I got chewed out, because I sneezed "too loud." Sorry I can't help when and how powerful my sneezes are! Sheesh! I took the yelling and sighed when he was done. He stormed off to our room and slammed the door. It was just a sneeze... I sighed just thinking about it and when I did Feli came downstairs after taking a nap. His stomach looks like it's going to pop from how swollen it is. I smiled at him when he reached the bottom of the stairs, but he glared at me. Oh no... Not another angry day...
"What are-a you staring at, burger bastardo?!"
SEE!!! HE CAN BE SO MEAN!!!
"I-I'm staring at-t you, babe... You l-look beautiful to-today..." Ahhh!!! I can't even talk right, his glare is scaring me so much!!!
"Don't-a lie! I feel horrible and I don't-a want to hear you-a talk to me!"
"I'm not lying Feli. You really are beautiful!" He's so harsh... I went over to hug him to calm him down, but he smacked my arms away. I know it's just because he's pregnant, but it still hurts.
"I-a don't want you to-a touch me either. I'm not in the-a mood, bastardo."
I probably made the saddest face of my life when he said that and I think he noticed it. I was fighting tears that wanted to overflow from what he said. He looked over my face and his expression went from a scowl to one if realization. I couldn't hold the tears anymore and began to cry in front of him. He had a look of pure horror on his face and he quickly hugged me.
"I'm-a so, so sorry!!! I don't-a know why I-a said that! I love you! I'm-a sorry I yelled at you-a!!!"
Italy started crying and I rubbed his back. I still had tears going down my face, but not as much as before. Feli took that over. He was sobbing and I felt bad for him. He didn't know he was yelling at me and now he's sad...
"Hey, it's alright Feliciano. I'm not mad at you."
"But I-a yelled at you for-a no reason!"
"It's okay. You're just tired and I'd probably be grouchy if I was pregnant too."
"You sure you're-a not mad at-a me..?"
"Haha, yes, I'm sure." He nodded and we went to sit on the couch and watch a movie. Glad that's over with.
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