Center of Italian Love [Italy X Reader X Romano]

First Born Son

Over the next couple days after your baby shower, the three of you spent a good chunk of your time organizing all the presents you got at the shower which ranged from baby supplies to toys. You guys were also busy with prepping one of the guest rooms for your newborn son. Things were starting to come together as you neared your due date.

~Time Skip: About 2 Months~

It was 5:00 PM on March 16 and you were starting to have contractions. Romano drove your (f/c) sports car with you and Italy in the back seat to the local hospital. During the ride, you moaned from the pain of the contractions and tears were leaking from your eyes. You squeezed one of Italy's hands as he used his free hand to wipe the tears trailing down your cheeks.

"You're going to be okay (Country Name). Just take deep breaths. Ow!" Italy reassured you then winced from the pain of you squeezing his hand. You lightened your grip on Italy's hand.

"I'm sorry for squeezing your hand so hard. This is just unbelievably painful." You said through your rugged breaths. Italy looked you in the eyes.

"Just think about our son and that we will be able to hold him in our arms soon." Italy said as he smiled warmly at you. You smiled back at him as best you could through your intense labor pains.

"We're here guys." Romano announced as he parked the car in the emergency room parking lot. Romano and Italy got out of the car first. Italy then picked you up and carried you out of the car bridal style and followed Romano, rushing towards the hospital doors. Romano held the door open for you and Italy, then he ran ahead to the receptionist desk in the waiting room.

"Our wife is about to give birth! Please get the doctor as soon as possible!" Romano practically yelled at the receptionist who immediately informed the doctor. A few seconds later, your doctor and two nurses pushing a hospital bed came into the waiting room. Italy gently laid you down on the bed and followed the doctor and nurses as they rushed you to a room with Romano right behind him. There in the room, the two nurses prepared you for the process of childbirth. The first nurse told you to push which you did. The pain was excruciating as the head of the baby emerged, soon followed by the rest of the body. The second nurse cut the umbilical cord and took the newborn boy to the other side of the room to weigh him and drain the amniotic fluid out of his system. The first nurse then wrapped the baby boy in soft cloths and handed him to you.

"He weighs 7 lbs and 3 oz." The second nurse said. You looked down at your newborn baby boy in your arms. The baby had amber colored eyes and light brown hair with a little curl in the same spot as Italy's curl. He obviously took on Italy's genes. Italy and Romano leaned in to get a closer look at the newborn in your arms.

"Aww he's so adorable." Italy said as he twirled his finger around in circles in front of the baby who tried to grab it, giggling while doing so. Romano put his hand on Italy's shoulder.

"He definitely looks like you, fratello." Romano said to his younger brother, smiling. Italy looked at Romano and beamed at him.

"I know right?! He even has a curl in the same spot as my curl!" Italy said excitedly.

"I wonder if his curl acts as an erogenous zone too." Romano said.

"Well don't tug on it to find out. He's much too young for that sort of thing." You said firmly to Romano who looked at you, seeming offended.

"I would never do such a thing! I remember when Spain accidentally pulled my curl when I was little and I hated it and resented him for it. I don't want this little guy to hate me." Romano said crossing his arms. The two nurses came up to the three of you and smiled.