I can't write this kind of comforty-fluff well. I'm sorry I've bestowed this upon you. You didn't deserve this. You asked for a continuation and this is what you get I'm so so sorry.
Coward's Game
Amelia groaned as her eyes fluttered open before she curled up on herself, clutching at her head. It felt like something sharp was piercing through it. Light poured in through the windows. She internally cursed the morning sun as her head throbbed. Oh, how she hated hangovers. There couldn't have been anything that she despised more. Feliciano rolled over to face her in his bed that they both currently inhabited as she pulled the blankets over their heads.
"Tell the lights to shut up."
Soundlessly shaking with laughter, Feli wrapped Amelia in a hug under the covers as she buried her face in his chest. He planted a kiss on the top of her head. His breath smelled like pasta. Scratch that, he smelled like pure, unadulterated carbohydrates in their cleanest form.
"You smell like carbohydrates." She felt his body tremble with laughter.
"Good." He planted another kiss on the top of her head. "Do you want to explain what you got yourself drunk over last night?"
She felt her muscles freeze in panic as she further nested her face in his shirt. Grabbing the fabric, she was completely soundless as she shook in trepidation. Feliciano ran his fingers through her hair comfortingly, as if to tell her that she didn't need to tell him. Tears pricked at her eyes as she tried to blink them away. Reaching foward, her almost too-perfect boyfriend wiped her tears from her eyes and hugged her tighter.
"You don't have to tell me."
". . ."
"You really don't need to."
". . . No. I need to."
Amelia made off as if to wipe off another tear before burrowing her face in her boyfriend's shirt. "It concerns you and our relationship."
She could feel Feliciano tense up physcially. He maintained his stance, hugging her, but his arms were a lot stiffer. Warm, but stiff.
"It's that important?"
She nodded. "Yes."
He softly petted her hair. She breathed in and out, taking in his scent and hoping that he wouldn't take the news too badly. Mentally preparing herself, she mumbled into his shirt almost inaudiably.
"'m pr'gn't."
"What?" Feliciano planted yet another kiss on the top of her head. "Speak up, I couldn't hear you.
Biting back tears and grimacing, Amelia cringed as she repeated herself.
"I'm pregnant."
Feliciano froze mid stroke and stared down at his girlfriend, an unreadable expression on his face. Taking it badly, Amelia panicked and started spewing words in alarm, trembling and squeezing her eyes shut as tears started falling.
"I'm sorry! Sorry! I know! I missed my period a few days ago and I panicked and I bought a test and it was positive and I freaked out and I spent the last few days inside panicking and having breakdowns before making my mind up that I had to tell you but I didn't know how to do it so I decided that I'd have one drink- it was only one drink I swear I'm sorry I'm such a lightweight though which is why it was affecting me like that it was only one drink I swear-"
Feliciano cut her off and hugged her tighter.
"'Melia. Shhh." The hyserical woman buried her face in her boyfriend's chest, sobbing.
"Sorry... sorry... sorry... sorry... sorry..."
"'Mia. Shhhhh... Ti amo. It's fine. You're okay. It's okay. Il mio amore, it's all going to be okay, I swear."
Amelia sobbed.
A/N: God I'm sorry. This is... I don't even know anymore. *burrows face in shame* If you want another chapter let me know in the reviews. Or PM me. Let me know.