having the child?

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A/n help me please
This is a couple years after high school

-Russia's pov-

I sat in the chair in the waiting room of the hospital. And I thought to myself...is America ok?
Will he be ok? Is he hurt?
Is the child ok?
I stopped thinking to myself when Australia came over to me. She was the nurse here. "You may go see your boyfriend now sir" I immediately got up and power walked over to his room. I gently knocked on the door. "Hey meri" I said quietly. He smiled. "Come over here and see your son" I walked over and nearly started to cry. There in Americas arms sat the cutest lil bean of a son, that I could ever ask for. He had a blue and red eye. And a lil ushanka hat. "He's beautiful" I exclaimed in awe. Then I paused. "Why does he have a tiny ushanka hat?" I asked meri. He giggled. "Because Ireland came in to visit and saw that it was a boy. She got him a tiny ushanka hat. I say it's perfect." He said. I smiled knowing I'll be able to raise this lil guy. "C-can I hold him?" I asked hesitating. He chuckled and passed him to me. I held him in my arms. "Rusame" I heard meri say. "What?" Meri looked at me and smiled.

"Let's name him rusame"

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