Hetalia: Nordic 5 Oneshots and Imagines

Denmark x Pregnant!Reader: Little One

She snuggled into his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart. Her body fit into his form with his arms surrounding her figure. She closed her (e/c) eyes, lulled by the rhythm. 

Mathias moved into a more comfortable position on the living room couch, originally he had been sitting with his wife on his lap, but he decided to lay down after seeing her closing her eyes. His grip grew stronger, careful not to let her fall to the ground. He kissed her forehead, her eyes fluttering back open from the action. 

"Hej." Mathias pecked her nose. (Y/n) let out a small chuckle and met his lips in a sweet kiss. 

"Hi." She attempted to wiggle out of his grip, but it was nearly impossible. Mathias only tightened his arms around her. "Stay?" He spoke with a pleading tone, using the puppy-eyed look. Sighing, she relaxed and smiled into his chest.

"How are you?" Mathias ran his hands through her silken (h/c) locks, relishing the feeling.

"Fine. She kicked a little bit today." Her husband opened his mouth and beamed.

"What? That's awesome! Do you think she'll kick for me?" His eyes showed excitement, the blue hues sparkling like the sea on a sunny day. 

"Of course!" (Y/n) stripped off Mathias' arms and placed his palms on her stomach. He began to rub around the swollen seven-month belly. 

"Where's my little prinsesse?" The Dane had a playful expression on his face, causing his wife to chuckle. 

Soon, the unborn child kicked her walls, causing her father to become shocked from the feeling. He kissed his lover's belly, leaving his palms on her stomach in hope to feel the fluttery feeling once more. 

"I can't believe it (y/n)! My little prinsesse spoke to me! To her awesome daddy!" Mathias fist-pumped the air in victory, as if it were his first time seeing his child kick. (Y/n) smiled at him, hoping that he would never lose his childishness once their daughter was born.

"What shall we call her?" She inquired. He looked at her as if she were a clueless, teenaged girl.

"Prinsesse, of course! Her daddy is an awesome king, and her mommy is a beautiful queen! So of course we would call her 'prinsesse'!" 

(Y/n) laughed at his comment, shaking her head simultaneously. 

"No, silly!" Mathias looked at her with a puzzled look. "What should her name be?" Something in his mind clicked, comprehending her question. 

"I would like to give her a Danish name, to be honest." 

"I think a Danish name would be nice." 

"Okay!" Mathias kissed her on the lips and grabbed his iPad. He pulled a website with a long list of female names. 

"Let's start!" (Y/n) clapped her hands in anticipation. "Lise?"

"Lise is a very nice name. But let's look at some more before we decide!"

"Mmhmm." Her eyes scanned the screen for awhile until she found another name.

"Sofia." 

"Eh, not too crazy about it." Mathias kissed the top of her head. 

"Astrid?" 

"It's a good name. But what does the little one think of it?" He placed his hands on her stomach once again, but there weren't any fluttery feelings.

"I really like the name Mathilde." 

"I love it! Probably because it sounds somewhat like my name." He grinned. (Y/n) ran his hands through his gravity-defying hair. "So, do you want to name her Mathilde?"

"It's a beautiful name. Her name shall be Mathilde Køhler!" 

Mathias kissed her passionately, almost causing the young woman to fall off the couch. 

"Jeg elsker dig!" He gave her a peck on the cheek. The young man moved to her belly and kissed it. The baby kicked in response. 

"Vi elsker også dig, pappa!" The young couple shared another beautiful kiss.

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I love Father!Denmark so much. He's adorable! This imagine is not worthy of his dorky adorableness.

If you don't like the name(s) I used or you are named Lise/Sofia/Astrid/Mathilde you can change the names in your imagination.

Criticism is welcomed!

Denmark does not belong to me.

Enjoy!

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