Ladonia couldn't sleep. He had excused himself from downstairs under the watchful gaze of Finland and he had come upstairs to his bedroom then proceeded to curl up under the blankets giving the facade that he was indeed laying down for a nap. He'd been hit with bouts of morning sickness making it hard to keep anything down but the red head found himself feeling even more nauseous under that watchful violet gaze than he ever had before. While he didn't see Finland or Sweden as his parents he respected them enough to respect their rules and their guidelines in the house but since coming out with the news of his pregnancy it felt like Finland was constantly watching to see if he would slip up or making note of every time Sealand touched him. It was as if it was suddenly taboo to touch one another in any manner of way and Ladonia wasn't sure of how much longer he could handle an environment like this. Being two months pregnant he was finding that he was far more sensitive than he would have liked and the way that Finland watched both him and Sealand was getting to him far more than he'd like to admit. When Sealand had come out and explained to his elder brother that he was pregnant there had been shock on England's side but then the congratulations had come pouring in with an eagerness that made Ladonia warm to the core. It had strangely been the response that he wanted from Finland but instead he got something else all together and he wasn't sure how to handle it. Yes, he could understand why Finland was outraged and angry at the two of them but at the end of the day wasn't there some part of him that was excited for this? Wasn't Finland going to support him? Or would he continue to watch him with that unreadable expression in his violet eyes?

Ladonia groaned into his pillow as he curled his knees upwards and though his fingers flinched his hand came down and pressed against his stomach. A baby. He was having a baby. Ladonia wasn't sure what type of emotions came with the feeling but he felt a strange sense of joy. While he was unsure of his true feelings for Sealand he knew that he didn't regret one bit having slept with the blonde Micro-Nation. He'd been the one that instigated it after all. That's one thing that Sealand lied to Finland about; the Finnish Nation had interrogated them that next morning after the pregnancy announcement and there had been so many questions to answer and so many answers to give that the lie had rolled off of Sealand's tongue that he had started this relationship. Like Ladonia hadn't given in after that first kiss. He'd been weak to it. Absolutely helpless. When and Sealand had kissed for the first time it had been an "Oh so that's how this feels?" sort of feeling for Ladonia and he'd been helpless to stop the wondering hands and he'd been helpless against the pleasure it gave him. It was so bad of him to give in to the touches and the touches but he'd been absolutely weak. Even now when he gazed at Sealand and those sky blue eyes aimed their way to him did he find his stomach clenching with longing and his hands trembling with the desire to reach out to touch the blonde just to see if he was truly real. He wasn't in love with him, not as Sealand had claimed when they told Finland the news but he knew that he felt something for the Sealander. He just wasn't completely sure what it was that he felt but he definitely knew he felt enough that he wanted to be with Sealand.

He'd also never intended to get pregnant when going into this. Exploring his feelings for the Sealander never meant to lead to a pregnancy like this. Ladonia opened his eyes staring at the wall before him when he heard a light tapping on the door and then the door creaked open. "Erland? Are you awake?" Sealand's voice was a hushed whisper as he pushed open the door and slipped into the room then made sure not a click was made when he shut the door and lightly ran on the tips of his toes over to the red head. He plopped down on the bed making it bounce wildly and those sky blue eyes peered down at him worriedly. "When you came up here to lay down I got worried. I know you've been sick all morning long so I convinced Finland to make you some soup which he's working on right now."

"Oh." Ladonia rolled onto his back staring up at the blonde who lifted his hand up hesitantly then brushed his fingers against his forehead and pushed his bangs away from his face in a movement that was so soft it sent waves of longing through the red head's body. His lashes fluttered shut for a moment as his face tipped upwards with his breath being held tight in his chest hopefully and the air rushed out of him when soft lips pressed against his own delicately. He pushed his own lips firmly against Sealand's and as if a dam were breaking inside of him, the Sealander pressed his lips urgently and fiercely against Ladonia's who responded with that same urgency as his hands came up to grip at the blonde's shoulders with a low moan in his throat escaping him. His heart was flying against his chest as he eagerly kissed the Sealander and felt a pressure beginning to knot and weave itself throuhg his stomach when the Sealander climbed on top of him. He had been about to say something but it was lost to him, no longer tangible in his mind for all that matter were the lips on his own and the hands that cupped his face so lovingly that it was nearly enough to make him cry.

It felt like it had been forever since the two of them had kissed, had touched like this and Ladonia aws starving for the blonde. It was as if he was a cool pool of water and he had ever intent to cherish every drop of water. Behind the urgency of their kisses there was a passion to the movement of their lips that spared heat beneath Ladonia's skin as he gripped the fabric of Sealan's shirt tightly in his hands and felt those hands on his face dipping backwards to tilt his face up further. It was as if it had been centuries since he had kissed the Sealander and he needed every little minute to kiss him. His eyes fluttered open when Sealand pulled bac from the kiss to flutter down his throat a peppering trail of kisses that made his toes curl tightly as he bit his lip and his eyes rolled upwards when the Sealander began rolling his hips against his through the blankets. Desire was fast and burning, scathing. It burned everything that was combustible in a body and then left it wea in the aftermath but as Ladonia gasped and clung to the Sealander there was a forbidden element to this that had his stomach coiling with excitement. He bit his lip as he squirmed to get out of the blankets as their lips again and the door flew open. Finland rushed into the room with a screech on his lips as he marched over to btoh boys slamming a bowl of soup down on the bedside table and reached out grabbing Sealand's upper arms yanking him off of Ladonia.

"You get out of there! No more of this nonsense!" Finland shrieked as he pulled Sealand to his feet and the blonde looked as dazed as Ladonia felt from the shock of Finland's appearance and those violet eyes swung his way making Ladonia cringe against his pillows. "From now on if you two are going to be in the same room the bedroom door remains open! It's situations lie this that got you pregnant to begin with!" He then turned pushing Sealand making him rush on his feet to stay upright. "Now you go! I need to talk to Ladonia alone for a moment! You go deal out bowls for everyone and feed Aili for me!" Sealand ran from the room as though Finland had just set the hounds of hell after him and Ladonia flinched lightly when the Finnish Nation plopped down on the bed then twisted to loo at the Ladonian Nation.

"I'll have you know this "nonsense" will continue whether the door is open or not. If Sealand and I want to have a relationship there's nothing you can do about it. And though we never meant to have a baby you can stop looking at me the way you do! With your judgment so clear in your eyes!" Finland blinked in surprise as he looked at Ladonia but the red head too a deep breath to steel his rattling nerves as he jerked his head head in a shay bob against the pillows. "You look at me as though you positively hate me now! Is it just because I'm having a baby? Or is it because it's Sealand's baby that makes you look at me with such judgment in your eyes? Is there a difference whose baby it is? Whether it were Sealands or someone elses? I don't understand you Finland but if you keep looking at me with that judgment in your eyes I'll have no choice but to go away! I just can't stand it!"

"I haven't been fair to you, have I?" Finland murmured as he lifted his hand and, in a movement similar to Sealand's moments ago, the Finnish Nation rested his hand on the red head's chee as they gazed at one another and the blonde sighed softly like he was about to shift a load off of his chest. He stroked his thumb against his cheekbone softly, slowly like he was a small child again and the red head couldn't help it as he turned his face into that warm palm enjoying the touch of Finland's hand on his cheek. "I'm not angry that you're pregnant. I'm shocked and surprised that this happened under my nose without me noticing. I must admit that I do regret having slapped Sealand but that's a conversation I have to have with him. But I have to admit a baby changes a lot of things, Erland. And you have to figure things out before that baby comes."

"I know I do." Ladonia mumbled in response as the Finnish man's words and he looked up from under his lashes at the Finnish Nation awkwardly. "I'm figuring things out with Sealand and I don't even know where I'm going to get baby stuff! I have a lot to figure out with a short amount of time to do it. I have seven months to figure shit out and I have no idea where to start. Would it be fine if you left me alone for now so I can eat the soup? And try to keep it down."

He tried not to sound bitter but Finland nodded quietly he stood waling across the room with the quick sure steps that carried him out the door which he shut quietly behind him. Ladonia turned to his soup swallowing nervously as he sat up slowly in the bed and reached out grabbing the bowl of what smelled like vegetable soup. He plucked the spoon up and stirred his soup with all the appetite of one starving and began devouring the soup with gusto. It tasted so delicious as it slid down his throat that when the door opened again he didn't dare look up until he was sipping at the broth that was left behind. The warmth of the liquid trickled delightfully down his throat as he too small sips of the broth and found his nausea was soothed yet it felt like an uneasy peace that was established between himself and the fetus within him. He knew that at any moment this soup could be too much for his tender stomach and he'd be vomiting it up at the next moment's notice. He sighed as he too another when he heard the bedroom door swing open again and yet he didn't bother to look up from his bowl of soup as he sipped at the broth daintily and he sighed again causing ripples to break out across the broth.

"I brought you a roll." Sweden's voice made him jump as he looed up to find the tall stoic man approaching the bed with a roll in hand and Ladonia put the bowl down in his lap and too the roll from the Swedish man and began ripping it into pieces dipping it into the broth then stuffing it into his mouth. "I just want you to know that we both want the best for you and the baby, Erland. We have adequate space for a second baby so don't think of running of to your home like I know you are." Ladonia swallowed hard wincing at the scraping of the bread making it's way down and he dipped another piece into the broth before peering up at Sweden. "Don't worry about Finland either. I'll talk to him about some things. I'll make sure he's not hovering nor too severe with you."

"Meh, he'll be how he'll be. I can't help how I feel about Sealand either." Ladonia warned as he popped the last bite of roll into his mouth, taking his time chewing it and swallowing with a steely loo to his blue eyes as he gazed at Sweden. "We like each other. There's no stopping it nor changing it. I can't help that I'm pregnant with his baby but we're going to figure it out and we'll find someway to support ourselves and move out. I won't deny it's stupid to go running away now with little money to our names and no food in my house but as soon as we have an income we're going to go and live our lives the way we want too. I'm not giving Sealand up for anything." He then squinted at Sweden who raised a single brow at the small Nation. "Not for you, not for Finland and not even for Sealand's sake. He's mine."

"Alright. I get it. You want to be with Sealand you can be with Sealand, I'm not going to stop you in the least bit. But you have to tone it down with the physical aspects of your relationship." Ladonia glared at Sweden causing the Swedish man to raise his hands and shrug his broad shoulders as he nudged his glasses up his nose. "You can have whatever you want, buy whatever you need for the baby using my credit card, but the one thing I ask in return is you tone down the physical aspects of your relationship. If Finland and I can do something lie that then surely you can do the same can't you? Or is it so impossible that we have to treat you like some kind of cat in heat?"

"I'm not a cat in heat!" Ladonia snapped as he then too a moment to sip at the hot broth which soothed his throat and he placed the bowl down in his lap and pointed at Sweden with his spoon like it was some kind of weapon and the blonde man raised his brows like he wasn't the least bit surprised but stood up leaving Ladonia on the bed. "I can be treated lie an adult just like you and Finland treat Sealand! But if we have to tone our shit down then Finland can't go barging into our room lie he did a few moments ago! We were in here alone, as we have every right to be, and he came barging in here screeching like a banshee from hell! If we can't hug or kiss outside of this room then he can't come running in here like some possessed person. Got it?"

"I'll talk to him about barging into your space. But you both need to grow accustomed to this new change." Sweden rolled his shoulders back then gave Ladonia a loo that made the teen loo down at his lap feeling a small prick of guilt. Guilt? Why did the look inspire guilt? Ladonia had no clue but he kept his eyes down when Sweden spoke again. "If you want to be technical this is a grandchild. Of course the situation isn't ideal in the slightest bit and it's rather out of nowhere but a grandchild is a grand child you know? That is of course if you will view us as such. Finland may have Aili to focus upon at the moment what with her turning four months but this will be a new baby in the household that will need much attention and he's excited for it whether he admits it or not."

"But he's going to need to accept that whether he likes it or not that me and Sealand are a package deal. This is OUR baby after all." Ladonia replied hotly as he lifted his gaze from his lap to skewer the Swedish man with that heat and the blonde shrugged his broad shoulders once again making Ladonia glare at him. There was many situations in which Ladonia had come to Sweden for talks but this was by far the most blase way of talking that he'd seen the awkward elder man use. "Look, I'm not trying to be a dick but he has to understand that this baby of mine isn't going anywhere and it's going to be coming in seven months time. I just don't want- I can't handle this awkward judgemental energy."

"And that's what I'll speak with him about. For now just enjoy your soup and get some rest if that's what you're aiming for." Sweden spoke in a soft voice as he stood up from the bed making it bounce the Ladonian lightly and slosh his broth against the sides of the bowl and he adjusted his glasses before looking down with a mangled, awkward little smile on his lips his blue-green eyes stared down at Ladonia not with judgement but with something rather akin to excitement. "We will grow used to one another again and if you still desire to leave after the baby comes then you may do so. But my offer to allow you to by the baby stuff with my card stands firm so next time you're on your laptop just pop into the room. I'll have the talk with Finland and while I cannot promise anything will change I hope it will put your mind at ease."

"Thanks." Ladonia nodded but he felt that whatever talk the Swedish Nation decided to have with the Finnish one Ladonia knew it would change very little. Finland would still watch his very movements, his very actions to a T and those violet eyes would remain on him like a laser intent on razing him to ashes. Yes, he was young but did that mean he was any less ready for a baby than any other of the Nations? Would he make for a bad parent just because he was a teenager? Ladonia watched Sweden walk from the room when he placed the half drunk soup onto the bedside table and slid down into a lying position feeling his appetite had been soured when the soft clicking of the door rang out in the quiet room.

He tugged the blankets up to his mouth while snuggling down into his pillow as he laid with his back facing the room and he felt a strange stinging in his eyes as he considered his position. Would he be a good parent? Or a bad one? Was he ready for this baby? He was worried he'd make the wrong decisions and he was sick with the anxiety that he could possibly mess this kid up just because he was a teen. He felt his stomach squeeze as he took a deep breath and forced his eyes to close as he curled his knees lightly towards his stomach. No, he had to believe that with the supervision that Finland would no doubt be giving him that he could do it. He had to believe that he wouldn't be as clueless or helpless as he thought he'd be in the event of a baby. How was it that Sealand's brother could be happier for them than Finland? Why wasn't Finland being his usual sweet self? Was it because of Sealand and Ladonia's relationship? If so then it put Ladonia in a predicament. He didn't know if he could handle those violet eyes lingering on him for months upon months yet he had just promised not to run off didn't he? He knew that some part of him was uneasy about the pregnancy, just like Finland, but another part of him was pleased. How long had he struggled with his feelings for the blonde? How long did it take to put a word to the emotions he had been feeling for years? It still felt fresh, new as the first raindrop striking the ground, to confront these feelings. Would it be worse if Sealand and him didn't have feelings for each other? Or was it worse that they had feelings? Ladonia didn't know but he wished to God that it were simple. Wished that Finland would stop looking at him the way he did. Wished for a normal life, a normal pregnancy, a normal relationship.