Ermahgerd, what was that all about? I have been without internet for like a week, and I'm so out of it. So..I don't think this is any good ;w;
Lovino was suddenly disturbed in the middle of the night. He had this really sick feeling in his stomach. The feeling soon became too strong, and he covered his mouth as he quickly ran into the bathroom half-drowsily.
He rushed over to the toilet before vomiting, holding onto the toilet tightly as tears formed in his eyes.
Feliciano heard his older brother and woke up as well, rubbing his eyes as he walked out of the room and then into the bathroom.
"Fratello?"
"G-get the hell out of here," Lovino grumbled before he then vomited again, closing his eyes tightly.
The younger Italian slowly went over next to his brother, kneeling down beside him before gently rubbing his back to help soothe him.
"Va tutto bene, fratello ...*" he whispered.
Lovino was about to shove his hand away, but his found his actions very calming. When he was done, he tried catching his breath as he wiped his mouth a little before flushing the toilet.
Feliciano gently wrapped his arms around him, and he was very surprised when instead of fighting against his hug, Lovino leaned into the younger Italian and buried his face in his neck.
"Lovino, this is the third time this week," he whispered nervously.
"Make that the fifteenth," he mumbled. "I keep better count than you do."
It had been eight weeks or so since that night with Ludwig. Ever since then, he felt very strange. It wasn't just this sickness. He was also really tired.
"Fratello," he whispered as he helped Lovino stand up. "Should you go to a doctor?"
Lovino stayed close to Feliciano as they slowly walked out of the bathroom.
"I should, but I don't really want to."
"B-but, fratello—"
"I don't need to go anyways," he mumbled. "It's probably just the stomach flu. Besides, it I go, they are just going to say that it is a stupid virus."
"I...I guess, fratello." Feliciano was worried about Lovino though. He really hoped he was okay, because he definitely was not acting like his normal self. "Can you go to the store tomorrow and get medicine, then?"
"Sì, sì, I'll get medicine. Now, shut up and go to bed."
"Grazie," Feliciano smiled before going to his room. "Buona notte, fratello."
"Buona notte," Lovino muttered before going into his own room. "Idiota."**
Lovino finally had a decent amount of sleep. Just as he told Feliciano, in the afternoon he went to the store by himself. It was a little cold out so he wore a hoodie, keeping the hood over his head once he was inside.
No one needs to know that I am here.
It was bad enough that everyone knew about the one-night stand with Ludwig. They didn't need to know that now he was sick too.
"Okay, let me find the medicine so I can get the hell out of here," he muttered as he went down one of the aisles.
He was searching through the aisle half-heartedly, just wanting to find the best shit so he could get the sickness done and over with. So far he couldn't find anything for his sickness. None of them matched all of his symptoms.
"God dammit, where the hell...?"
Lovino then froze slightly as he stopped at the end of the aisle. The medicine was replaced by pregnancy tests. He tensed a little as he was thinking to himself.
"No," he mumbled as he shook his head. "No..."
He glanced down at himself hesitantly and pulled the hood over his head more. It was really insane to assume that, but he wasn't sure about anything anymore.
"Am I pregnant?"
Lovino wasn't sure about this, especially since if he was pregnant, then the potato bastard would be the father. He was pretty damn sure of that.
I guess it wouldn't hurt to check.
Lovino glanced around nervously before he took two pregnancy tests, since he wanted to be absolutely sure. He then put them in the pocket of his hoodie until he got to the cashier. He didn't look her in the eye as she had checked the tests out and Lovino paid for him. It was just really awkward, especially since the cashier was a girl. He then put the tests right back in his pocket.
The Italian kept glancing around as he was walking home, shifting slightly as he kept his hands in his hoodie pocket to make sure the pregnancy tests didn't fall out. He didn't want to risk that.
He kept his head down as he was thinking to himself. He was really tired, and he figured that he should take a nap first before taking the tests.
He then flinched back when he felt someone bump into him. Whoever it was, they had a couple of dogs.
"Oi! Watch where you are going, dumbass!"
"Sorry," the other voice said over the barking of the dogs.
Lovino tensed slightly, since he recognized that voice.
"P-potato bastard?!"
"Surprised to see me?" Ludwig shrugged as he held the dogs' leashes firmly.
"I-I guess," he mumbled and glanced down nervously.
He didn't want to look at Ludwig. He didn't know what he would do if he really was carrying the potato bastard's baby.
"What, now you won't look at me?" the German muttered.
"Don't talk to me right now." Lovino hesitantly looked up at him. "I'm really not in the mood."
Ludwig raised a brow. "Really? Not in the mood?"
"S-shut the fuck up." He didn't raise his voice since he was tired, and he glanced down again.
He froze slightly when he saw that one of Ludwig's dogs came up to him. The dog was curiously sniffing at his stomach, and he then lightly nuzzled it.
"G-get away from there," he muttered, since he thought the dog was sniffing at the pregnancy tests. "Per favore, don't..."
"Lovino?"
He tensed and stepped back at hearing Ludwig. "U-uh, I just remembered. I need to go and...c-cook dinner. Feliciano would normally do it, but he's out probably fucking the tomato bastard, so I have to do it myself. And I'd better start now, or I will be eating late. B-bye, potato bastard!"
Lovino then took off, keeping his hands in the hoodie pocket.
"...Bye?" Ludwig hesitantly waved as he took the dogs back to his own house.
What the hell just happened?
After his nap, Lovino drank several glasses of orange juice before going into the bathroom with the two pregnancy tests, just like he planned. Feliciano was out with Antonio, just as he predicted, so of course his idiot brother didn't notice at all. That was a good thing, since this was the one thing he did not want to tell him.
He just used the first test, and he waited by pacing on the bathroom floor.
"Come on, how long is this damn thing supposed to take?" he mumbled as he was pacing.
Finally, God dammit, the time was up. Lovino went over to the sink and picked up the used pregnancy test to see the results.
"Okay, how do I have to read this thing?" he muttered and then looked over at the box for instructions. "One line, negative... Two lines, positive... Well, that seems easy enough." Then he tensed slightly at seeing the actual results.
There were two lines.
Two lines? That... that means I'm-
"N-no..." he breathed. "No, no, no. There must be a mistake!"
That was why he bought a second one. He wanted to make sure that it was absolutely correct.
So he waited quietly. Now he was getting scared, whereas before the first test he was just impatient.
"A-am I really pregnant?" he pondered aloud. "Or am I not pregnant? Maybe it was just a fluke. Come on, dammit, I need to know!"
After what seemed like hours, time was finally up. Lovino quickly went back over to the sink and checked the second test. He then dropped it before tensing and covering his mouth.
This pregnancy test had two lines as well.
"S-shit!" he gasped as he stepped away from the sink until his back was against the wall. "G-god dammit!"
Pregnant.
That word echoed in his mind like a bad song. It mocked him. Now he was stuck with this...accident. With this mistake.
He was now pregnant, and Ludwig was the father, and he slowly processed the situation. He wrapped his arms around himself and curled his fingers as he slid down to the floor, starting to cry. He couldn't believe that this of all things was happening to him.
I definitely shouldn't have gotten drunk!
"W-what do I do?" he sobbed. "D-dammit, what d-do I do...?!"
He continued crying as he slowly lowered his hands, stopping at his stomach. He froze slightly when he did and glanced down. He sniffled quietly and kept his hands there, feeling his stomach hesitantly.
He was at first thinking that he should get rid of it, but now that was out of the question. This was his baby just as much as it was Ludwig's. It was a part of him, growing inside of him.
"B-bambino..." he breathed as he gently rubbed his stomach with both hands. "M-mio bambino."
His only issue was that he didn't think that he could do this alone. He didn't want to; he wanted support. Sure, he had his fratello, but how much help would he be when he is so busy thinking about-and sleeping with-his ex-boyfriend? So that would mean that he had to tell the potato bastard, even if he was beyond scared to do so. He didn't even want to tell anyone at first, but now he knew that he needed to.
Then he realized something as he was laying there.
"God dammit, I touched the fucking pee stick and put my hands all over my face!" he groaned as he stood up, feeling pretty gross now.
So, he decided to calm down more and get more sanitized by taking a quick shower, scrubbing his face at least ten times. How the hell can someone go and touch something that gross before touching your face and get away with it without realizing how disgusting that was?
When he was done he put a towel around himself and looked around the bathroom, since he didn't feel like leaving the room yet. But soon he would. He heard the front door open from outside the bathroom, and he wiped his eyes before slowly standing up, throwing the remaining pregnancy test in the trash. Then he froze.
What if the potato bastard doesn't believe me?
As he thought to himself, Lovino hesitantly took one of the pregnancy tests out of the trash, making sure the other one was covered by enough garbage that was already in there. He didn't want Feliciano seeing it. He was innocent, if you really think about it, but he was most certainly not stupid.
"Now I have proof," he muttered as he put the test in a plastic bag. He washed his hands afterwards before walking out of the bathroom.
Lovino walked down the hallway and looked over at the door. He tensed slightly at seeing that Feliciano was passionately kissing Antonio, and their hands were running through each other's hair. The younger Italian had moaned into the kiss every time the Spaniard would touch his curl.
Get a room, dammit.
Lovino rolled his eyes before going into his bedroom. He put his pregnancy test on the dresser, and he was thankful that it was somewhat sanitary since it was in a bag. He felt exhausted, and he quietly took the towel off before going to his bed and lying down.
He looked down at his stomach quietly, gently placing his hand on it. He noticed that it felt a little firm, and he felt like an idiot for not noticing earlier.
He then tensed slightly at hearing noises coming from the other room. Anyone with a brain can figure out what Feliciano and Antonio were doing now.
"Dammit, shut the hell up in there!" he yelled before turning over on his side, hoping that he could get some kind of rest.
They never quieted down, and the night was very restless for the poor Italian.
Now that that chapter's over.. Let's breathe a sigh of relief..
My laptop broke, which was why I haven't been able to update, but now I just got a new keyboard for my birthday, so I will be better at updating..
Translations:
*Va tutto bene, fratello (Italian): It's okay, brother
** Buona notte, idiota (Italian): Good night, idiot.
***Mio bambino (Italian): My baby
