DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Hetalia or it's characters in any shape or form.
WARNINGS: MPREG (Pregnant Male), Slight OOC, and UNBETAED
"Hello Mr. Jones, heard you had a pretty nasty morning today." A monotonous voice droned dully, a fairly young man stood high above Alfred almost menacingly. His pale eyes could've burned holes into Alfred's face if he wanted to. "From what your French father has informed me of is that you have been having severe nausea and drastic changes in appetite."
Alfred wriggled nervously on the oversized bed cot, the paper liner of it crinkling noisily with his every movement. "You have no idea." The American boy mumbled to himself, turning away from his doctor. The older man watched the boy curiously, noticing the odd drastic change in the wheat blonds normally hyperactive behavior. "That's basically it in a nutshell Docter Ludwig— sir." The wheat blond replied back glumly, his eyes falling into his laps as he twiddled his thumbs for a distraction. His doctor hummed in response, quickly writing down the information on brightly colored piece of paper attached to a clipboard.
"You are uncharacteristically silent today Mr. Jones." Ludwig spoke dully, jotting down the quirky behavior. "Has there been other strange changes that you would like for me to know?" Ludwig casted his pale steely eyes on the American boy, noticing the the nervousness written all over the boys face. "I assure you this information is confidential, unless you wish for me to release this information."
"I-I'm scared." Alfred stuttered nervously, wringing the hem of his sweater while also pulling the fabric over the slight protruding bulge. Ludwigs eyes immediately fell on the boys stomach, noticing the abnormal protruding of his stomach. It was too round seemed to have a firm look to it but still fragile to the touch.
'Perhaps Mr. Jones over ate? Wouldn't be much of surprise if he had.'
"I-I d-don't know what to do." The wheat blond chewed his lower lip, unconsciously rubbing his thumb over his little baby bump.
Winter once again noticed the action, storing the information away in his mind not daring to write this all down in case the wheat blond reacted badly to this. "Mr. Jones I'm a doctor, I assure you that I've seen more than one could never imagine." The wheat blond shifted uncomfortably on the cot, ignoring the crinkling of the paper.
"I-I have been throwing up several times a week, even the smell of food will make my stomach yak." Alfred whispered as if terrified the walls will reveal his secret. He shielded his belly with his arms, tightening his hold around the bump. Silently speaking to the little clone of him inside his tummy, begging the being inside to comfort him. "I can't even do something worthwhile without crashing out 10 minutes later."
Ludwig hummed once more, nodding in understanding. "Any other strange symptoms?" The blond doctor pulled his swivel chair close to the cot but making sure to keep his distance. He sat down quickly, taking his clipboard with him. "Do you know exactly when these symptoms appeared? Or began?" He leaned in towards the blond, readying his ears.
"They st-started probably 2 and a half months ago?" Alfred blushed slightly embarrassed.
'Am I seriously going to do this?'
"At first my stomach would hurt and feel like I was going to throw up but I never did, but it slowly began to worsen the more the month went on."
"The first month?"
"Y-yeah." Alfred mumbled back his reply, the pads of fingers lovingly tapping on his belly. "I also feel dizzy, even when I'm just sitting there I'll feel like my head and body has been filled with sand and I feel so heavy."
"Have you had frequent urination, any bizarre changes in food cravings or of the sorts?" Ludwig asked eagerly, his interest peaking. Alfred nodded hesitantly, internally debating if he was revealing too much information. "May I feel your lower abdominal area?" The light haired blond sat patiently awaiting for the younger males answer.
Alfred's eyes widened, trembling anxiously. "G-go ahead doctor b-bro, nothin' is stoppin' ya." The wheat blond gulped audibly, slowly lying down onto the cot. He anxiously watched the doctor wash his hands after he dried them he quickly pulled out a pair of lavender latex gloves.
Ludwig eagerly pulled his gloves on, pulling his sleeves back as well. He slowly walked to the cot, he carefully lifted the boys top up just enough to reveal his tummy. Slightly gasping Ludwig could clearly see the size of the well rounded bulge.
'Could this boy really be— pregnant?'
Ludwig gradually brought the tips of his fingers to the bump, his fingers carefully pressed down onto it. With a small gasp, the German pressed more firmly onto the bump. "Alfred?" Breaking his stoic character Ludwig continued to massage the boys lower stomach. "Have you been sexually active recently— w-with a male?"
Alfred bit his lower lip, furrowing his brows. "Y-yes."
"Was this unprotected? Meaning you both lacked a use of the c-condom?" Ludwig watched the boy nod hesitantly, the German ceased his actions and quickly pulled himself together. "To have an understanding of this situation, I will have to do an ultra sound to make sure."
The blond doctor quickly rushed out the room leaving the wheat blond in the sterile room, silently waiting on the bed sweating bullets.
'O-oh god what's wrong with me?'
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A/N: Finally updated after what 2-3 months? Oh gods I'm terrible xD hope you enjoyed this short chapter there was more to it but when i went to check up on it after I saved it more than half was gone and being the lazy butt I am I decided not to fix it xD
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