"..Repeat that, please." Arthur just sat there in pure disbelief. He didn't want to believe that he was acutally pregnant-because he wasn't. From all his expierence in the world, men were not able to get pregnant.
"I said that you're pregnant. Is there a problem, Mr. Kirkland..?" The blonde had nothing to say, his eyes said it all. The doctor sighed, removing his glasses from the bridge of his nose and stared at the other; trying to make things easier for him to understand.
"Listen, I'm just following what the results said. I don't know how it's possible, but you managed to gain the placenta, which somehow managed to give your body the chrionic gomadotropin. If there's some sort of mistake, we can always go through with another test." Arthur was lost for words as he simply jumped off the bed and ran out the door. Alfred stood up with a worried look on his face before running after him. The doctor just sighed and let them go, not seeing any point in stopping them.
Arthur ran down the hall, back into the waiting room and bolted out the doors. Bright sunshine welcomed him as the Brit leaned against the side of the bricked building, trying to both hold the tears back, and to catch his breath. He wondered how this managed to happen, yes, he had sex normally with Alfred, but he never thought this was actually possible.
Alfred managed to catch up moments later, the worried look on his face as he wondered what had gotten into the male. "Iggy, you okay..?"
Stupid question, stupid git. Arthur thought as he he refused to look up at the American, crystal years burning his emerald eyes. Just as the tears started to roll down his pale face, Alfred's expression softened and gently grabbed hold of his chin, forcing their eyes to meet just as he swiftly tilted his chin skywards. "C'mon Iggy..it's gonna be okay."
"No it's not, you git! How the bloody hell is this even possible? This is all your fault!" Alfred tried not to look bothered by the words he spoke. They hurt, personally, but that wasn't the point here. Sighing, he removed his hand from the Brit's bony chin and swiftly wrapped his strong arms around his petit waist. Holding him close as the British male continued to cry on his shoulder; damping his shirt. America gently ran one of his hands over his back in a soothing manner, trying to get the other to at least calm down-which seemed to work because the cries were slowly reduced to a parade of hiccups.
"Shhh..it's going to be okay, Arthur. We could always just get rid of it, would that make you feel better?" Arthur's strand of hiccups kept him from talking. Although this was an unexpected pregnancy, only going through an abortion wouldn't make him feel any better. Seeing as he believed the fetus was an actual human being, he couldn't just kill it like some murderer. When Alfred didn't get his reply, he gently kissed the top of his head, holding onto him still as he led him to the car. "At least think about it, then?"
"Alfred, I can't just kill it.." Arthur finally spoke up just as the two got settled down in the car seats. Arthur rubbed at his green eyes until they became red with irritation. Alfred sighed as he put the key in the ignition and started the car. However, they didn't make their way home and turned to face the male, a curious look on his face.
"..So, you want to keep it?"
Arthur did't reply for some time. Wondering if he was making the right decision for himself, and for Alfred. Although he really detested children, he didn't think having one of his own with the man he loved would be so bad. After all, a baby was God's precious gift-so maybe this was some sort of miracle from God? Smiling softly, he unfastened his seatbelt and leaned over to place a gentle, warm kiss against the American's. The kiss only lasted for a second, but when Arthur pulled back, he kept his lips a centimeter away from his, his breath gently coating the pink flesh like a blanket. "I want to keep it."
Alfred smiled as he replied to the kiss, gently nipping down on the Brit's bottom lip and pulled away. Happy with the decision he made and pulled out of the parking lot and on their way home. "..How much you wanna bet it's gonna be a boy?"
Arthur rolled his eyes at his comment before he replied. "Git, it's going to be a girl."
"Yeah, whatever you say, Iggy." America laughed, not really believing the fact that his first child was going to be a girl. If anything, he wanted a son, but he wasn't God.
England glared at the other for his poor judgment, but said nothing else as he watched the world flash by his window as they continued their way home.
Neither of them were actually prepared for what was going to befall them the next few following months.
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Made this one short and sweet, I know, but I really didn't have any inspiration following this chapter.
As for Arthur's pro-life act, I am personally pro-choice. However, knowing that Arthur is either Christian/Protestant, I think he'd be better as a pro-life activist. That's just my opinion, anyway.
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