Ladonia - 9 months
"Nǐ hǎo!" China shouted when he burst into Hong Kong's living room, Japan looking apologetic but also seemed to have that same spark of excitement. Hong Kong looked up curiously when Iceland waddled in front the kitchen, one eye squinting before he relaxed and China beamed. What was making them so happy?
"Neih hou." Hong Kong droned as he blinked almost sleepily at China then looked at Iceland. Iceland had winced, rubbing his lower back with his fist as China and Japan decided to sit on the love seat across from Hong Kong and he patted the spot in front of him, spreading his legs."Come sit, you're back hurts. I'll rub it."
"Fine." Iceland mumbled with a little warmth in his cheeks but waddled into the room and sat in front of Hong Kong with a loud sigh of relief. He'd gotten huge lately, being at thirty-seven weeks he was due in another two weeks which was another relief. He didn't know how he handled being pregnant for nine months now. When Hong Kong began rubbing his lower back he nearly moaned it felt so good and he felt his cheeks flush as he looked at China and Japan.
"Halló, Japan. And Halló to you, China. What owes us the pleasure of you dropping in?" Iceland asked in a lightly groggy tone, his expression like one of a cat being rubbed in his good spot. It'd only been a few minutes of rubbing but Iceland felt ready to doze off it felt so good; it also made him aware that his back had been aching so badly and yet with Hong Kong's fingers digging into the sore spots he felt like sleeping.
"Well, remember when I told you over the phone Japan and I wouldn't be having another baby -aru?" China asked excitedly even if Iceland was nodding off, his eyes closing then snapping open half way only to close again as his head lightly tilted to the side then straightened then tilted. It was adorable honestly~
"You're pregnant again?" Hong Kong questioned as he continued rubbing his lover's lower back with tiny, soft noises only Hong Kong could really hear, escaping Iceland's lips. He could definitely say, right then, he could do this for the rest of his existence. Rubbing Iceland's back, waking up with Iceland, having breakfast with Iceland. The Nordic was a dream, both out and in bed too and Hong Kong was smart enough to know not to let Iceland just walk out of his life at any time.
"Shi -aru!" China exclaimed but Iceland was asleep, yet again for the second time that day, dipping backwards in a swooning way and thumping against Hong Kong with a gentle noise. Japan looked concerned but Hong Kong, face still as emotionless as ever, raised a hand and stroked the front of Iceland's hair softly as the Nordic snored ever so lightly, a habit that started in the later stages of pregnancy.
"Congratulations." Hong Kong droned as he continued stroking his lovers feather soft, but silky silver- white locks of hair happily and seemed to put Iceland into a deeper sleep.
"When is the baby due?" Japan asked as he looked at the sleeping Iceland and at Hong Kong's blank face.
"He's thirty-seven weeks now. He's been sleeping a lot the past two weeks, drifting off at even a quiet moments notice and even with back rubs, like right now. The doctor said Iceland's body is preparing for the birth, which is in two weeks on the twenty-seventh of October, but seeing as Iceland is at thirty-seven weeks I think the baby could come any time now." Hong Kong explained in that same tone as his hand slipped from the locks of silver-white hair, stroking his lovers large extended stomach where the baby kicked his hand happily.
"Does the baby move a lot -aru?" China asked curiously when he noticed Hong Kong's hand moving then stopping in response to a punch or kick.
"Shi." Hong Kong repeated what China had earlier, the word strange to see coming from Hong Kong but flattering strangely.
"What will you name him?" Japan asked with a tilt to his head as he looked at Hong Kong then Iceland's large stomach.
"She." Hong Kong corrected as he then lightly patting Iceland's stomach, the sleeping Nordic barely twitching as he slept on. "And her name will be Sunneva Soley Steilsson Long."
"Four names for a baby is long -aru." China replied as his head tilted and looked at his little brother curiously. "Why four -aru?"
"I want the baby with my last name but so does Iceland. We blended it together, an Asian first name, Icelandic middle name -or Nordic-, his last name then mine. It's a perfect blend of an Icelandic Asian baby." Hong Kong explained as he then shifted with Iceland taking a cute deep breath that made the corner of his lips, so fast China couldn't be sure, twitch lightly. "I should get Iceland to bed. He's been bustling around all day, refusing to sleep, and he's crashed in result of that. I'll be back, right after I get him in bed."
"How did I get in bed?" Iceland asked as he stormed downstairs, best as possible with his waddling, his eyes narrowed angrily as Hong Kong stood with his back to Iceland as he Asian Nation just made a light humming noise as he cooked and Iceland stomped his foot hard, aware he was being childish but he couldn't help it.
"I put you there. If you remember you passed out when Japan and Teacher came." Hong Kong replied in an offhand way as he continued cooking and kept his back to Iceland.
"I-You-That- You can't do that!" Iceland stuttered then shouted as the baby squirmed insistently against him and kicked hard, as if telling him to stop it. That now wasn't the time but his anger was flaring for no good reason and yet he didn't want to stop it, months of stopping his anger in it's track now coming out. And all over one stupid little thing.
"You're being childish, Emil. I can talk to you when you're willing to be grown up about it." Hong Kong instructed making Iceland's face burn a bright red at the placating tone in Hong Kong's tone. Like he was a child and Hong Kong was his mother telling him to go to his room.
"Shut up!" He screamed then slamming his hand down on the kitchen table as a strange, low throbbing formed in his lower pelvic area and his heart sped up with his anger spreading it through him like a burning black fire that ate all common sense. "You don't get to talk to me like that!"
"Emil," Hong Kong didn't even bother turning but the warning in his tone made Iceland's anger rise like a vicious animal ready to strike. This wasn't fair!
"No!" He shrieked now stomping both his feet, on at a tie, slamming his hand on the table again. "You won't even look at me while fighting now! What the hell is wrong with you? You think you're so much better but your not, Jia!"
"Emil!" He snapped which was a break in his calm, emotionless demeanor as he turned half way to his lover. He narrowed his light brown eyes on Iceland's burning violets.
"No! It's not fair, Jia! You move me and do what you want ever since I got pregnant! It's like I have no choice!" Iceland screamed while some part marveled at how he was screaming and shrieking, like a child throwing a tantrum. He knew Hong Kong was right, that he needed to calm down, but he couldn't stop being angry.
"I never did anything of the sort, Emil!" Hong Kong now shouted as he pointed at Iceland with an accusing edge to it making Iceland puff up. "If you're going to be in a rotten, shitty attitude go in the living room or go the hell to sleep until you're in a better mood!"
"See! You order me around like I'm a big baby and I'm not!" Iceland shouted as his eyes suddenly burned when the next words that came out surprised him. "When are you going to start being a boyfriend, a lover and not a duplicate of Norway?"
"Jesus Christ." Hong Kong whispered uneasily as he rubbed his hand over his face as if to get the emotion off it. This was so tiring!
"It's true! You know it's true!" Iceland shouted when Hong Kong's eyes widened lightly at the sight of tears forming on Iceland's lashes then spilling onto his lashes. "It's not fair!"
"Emil!" Hong Kong was astonished as he watched his pregnant boyfriend breaking down. Over the past five years Hong Kong just assumed they were fine, getting in the perfect routine, but Iceland was now showing something he never did and it...it hurt Hong Kong strangely.
"I - I just want you to act like-like my boyfriend and lover! Not a big brother!" Iceland began to sob with his words breaking with hiccups. His cheeks flushed and he raised his hands, fingers scrubbing at his left eye and the heel of his right hand dragging across his wet cheek. He honestly looked like abig toddler crying and it made that same pang of hurt flare in Hong Kong's chest.
"Emil, come here." Hong Kong mumbled as he walked over to the sobbing Iceland who held still as Hong Kong hugged him tight. Iceland sobbed with his hands still at his face and he sniffled hard as he hiccuped again. "I apologize."
"It's true! You know it! I just want it to be different!" Iceland hiccuped out when he then gasped lightly when he felt a strange sensation like something popping inside him. It made him freeze, analyzing this feeling as he felt Hong Kong pull away.
"What's wrong?" Hong Kong asked as he looked at Iceland's froze figure, his shocked face and heat flooded his cheeks as he gasped lightly again when something began to gush down his leg.
"J-Jia, I think-" He got out in a choked gasp then shivered when a light hit of pain got him and the liquid, clear and unmistakably with a tiny tracing of red, pooled around his foot. "I think my water just broke."
Iceland became aware of tree things when he swam to consciousness. One, there was something in his arm making moving uncomfortable along with something up his nose that felt sickeningly annoying. Two, the lights were too bright and they made his head throb lightly. And three, his abdomen was throbbing but was strangely flat. Where was his baby? Why was he flat now? Was it all a dream? Was he just sick and dreamed up his baby? Those tiny hands and feet kicking him? Was it all just a vivid dream from his brother-in-law, Japan, telling him about pregnancies? What if they took his baby and he had to constantly wonder where she wa-
"Emil?" He knew that voice and it made his lashes part only for him to recoil into the bed. His face scrunching as he whined and he noticed, visibly, when the lights dimmed quickly and he was able to actually open his eyes slowly but surely as his vision doubled making him sickeningly dizzy but he held out until everything stilled and became solid. He met light brown eyes that were strangely worried and he parted his lips to speak but his throat felt dry as hell.
"Hang on, I got the water." Norway? He shivered but greedily gulped down water in the cup pressed to his mouth. He gulped and gulped until, unfortunately, it was all gone but his throat and mouth were now thankfully wet.
"What happened?" Iceland got out as he looked around, Norway, Denmark, Sweden and Finland, along with Taiwan, even south Korea, China and Japan were all there. It was strange but he noticed a little smile twitching at Norway's lips.
"Do you remember much?" Norway asked as he reached out stroking Iceland's silver-white locks rather adoringly, like he was a little boy again.
"I remember fighting with Jia in the kitchen and my water breaking...I remember something bout how nothing was happening, no matter how dilated I was and that was really it." Iceland croaked lightly as he squinted then his hand, the one without the tugging, flew to his flat stomach. "Where's my baby?"
"You had to have an emergency C-section after about five hours with no progress. Don't worry though! She's fine." Finland put in with an adoring smile as his violet eyes twinkled at him."She's perfect, even. Very beautiful already."
"They were worried about you, Emil." Hong Kong said as he openly, surprisingly, held Iceland's hand and the Nordic looked up at the Asian. "They lost you twice and had to shock you twice. They got you back the second time and you almost got lost a third time but you've held tough since then. Thank God for that."
"But where's my baby!" He exclaimed the winced at the pain in his stomach at doing so as he struggled to sit upright. He wanted his baby and he wanted her now.
"Take it easy, Emil!" Denmark exclaimed as he reached out to push the younger Nordic back down and it was easy to do so. "I'll go ask the nurse to bring her in, don't strain yourself." And Denmark, when he felt no resistance, walked to the door of the hospital room into the brightly lit hallway already calling for a nurse when the door shut.
"She's very beautiful, Emil." Norway praised as he stroked Iceland's hair from his face and Hong Kong squeezed his hand gently, reassuringly. "She has a beautiful hair color, even has Hong Kong's eyes."
"Good." Iceland said surprising his family. "I wanted her to have his, mine are two common."
"Violet eyes aren't that common." Sweden protested lightly as Finland smiled softly. Iceland knew he had violet eyes, Finland did, Aili had one violet eye, Austria had violet eyes, Canada had violet eyes along with his daughter and son, Russia with his son- there was so many with violet, even if it didn't seem like much but still.
"I don't care." Iceland protested when he looked at Hong Kong. "Help me sit up a bit. I feel stiff from laying down so long."
"Alright." Hong Kong nodded then slid his arm around Iceland's shoulders carefully, helping the Nordic sit up just in time for his hospital room door to open with Denmark walking in smiling. The nurse, a helpful woman with pale blonde hair and large green eyes, smiled gently as she pushed in a small little plastic imitation of a crib it seemed. He watched curiously only to feel his heart to stutter in his chest when she pulled a small white bundle from the container then walked over and his heart was echoed on the monitor embarrassingly, speeding up when his baby got closer.
"Here, adjust your arm like this." The nurse put in helpfully as Iceland noticed, faintly at the smiles and how Finland's hands clasped together and he leaned against Sweden.
He definitely took note when Hong Kong leaned in, lightly sitting on the edge of the bed and being sure not to be on anything important as the baby was put into Iceland's arms. He swore he heard his heart stop on the monitor and in his chest as he stared at the small face looking up at him curiously. She was both a little chubby and thin, she had a full head of hair that-while his being silver-white- hers was a silver-brown color that was simply breathtaking. Her skin was pale like his and the other Nordics, her cheeks blazing a soft pink as her long lashes framed light brown eyes that locked onto Iceland's astonished violets. She was completely, utterly, undeniably, his and she was still breathtaking. He didn't even know he was crying until a droplet hit his daughter's cheek making her whine both annoyed and anxiously. His lower lip trembled but he smiled as he lifted the baby up to his face, his cheek nuzzling her tiny face even if it was wet.
"My baby!" He got out in a breathless exclaim like someone gave him the best thing on the planet. "My daughter, my little girl, my Sunneva!" He nearly choked on her name but she wiggled in response to her name and he squeezed her softly making a tiny airy squeak leave her lips. She smelled and felt so familiar, she was perfect in his arms and she was his. His little baby, here and real.
He felt fingers fanning his hair and he lifted his head, his cheeks wet when he saw the most amazing thing and he swore the whole room gasped collectively. Hong Kong had a warmth in his eyes that made the light brown appear a bit warmer, richer, and his lips finally echoed it; they twitched once, unused to their movements when it pulled into a soft smile. He then leaned down thunking his forehead against Iceland's making him smile. Iceland laughed even if the tears rolled down his cheeks, Sunneva whining lightly against his chest when he adjusted her, so carefully into the previous hold he'd had her in and smiled brightly then.
Hong Kong then said the words that imprinted themselves both on Iceland's memory and his heart, the organ warming up like a sun in his chest and made him so happy he was breathless. "Our daughter. Our Sunneva."