Prussia was pregnant. There was no way around it and there was no ignoring it for when he tried too he found himself vomiting so violently the muscles in his bac would quiver and jump at the slightest pressure to his stomach or even when he attempted to eat. To drink. Nothing he put into his body would stay down and he knew half of it was from the gut wrenching sobbing he divulged into at night when he felt the urge to do so and while it wasn't the smartest thing to do some nights he just couldn't help it. Austria still hadn't forgiven him. It had two whole months since he'd been kicked out of the house and already he was sporting the tiniest baby bump he'd ever seen in his life but Austria didn't believe it. He thought that Prussia was lying to come bac home, had regarded it as merely another ploy for Prussia to enter the house once more and that was why they had a meeting scheduled at the big house for Austria to SEE the three month bump for himself. He hated that he had to schedule a meeting between himself and Austria but he new that what he had done had hurt the Austrian to his core and he knew it had betrayed everything Prussia had ever said to him. He knew what a slap in the face it was for Prussia to sleep with Hungary and yet he went ahead and done it. Prussia let out a slow breath as he shrugged his coat on and zipped it up as he wrapped a scarf around his throat and with his hotel keys in his pocket he stepped outside into the lobby. He began walking with a purpose, waving at the check-in man and woman at the des then shoved his way out the front door into the swirling cold. The snowflakes bit at his face as he stepped out and down the front steps carefully then down the walkway where the car was waiting for him.
He pulled his car keys from his pocket, fingering them for a moment before walking up to his silver car unlocking the drivers side and slipping into the car settling comfortably then slammed the door shut cutting off the swirling snowflakes. Damn, he couldn't WAIT for winter to be over with. He jammed the keys into the ignition and put the car into reverse, twisting in his seat in order to back out of the parking spot and he put the car into drive once he was out of the spot and began driving throuhg the parking lot with the swirling snow attacking his windshield and he let out a long breath. He wished Austria would just take his word for it but to be honest he knew he didn't deserve that. Not after he lied to him like that. He pulled onto the street and found himself driving in the direction of the house instinctively, an eagerness fluttering throuhg him as he considered seeing that lovely face once again for the first time in three months. When Prussia saw the girls off to the Academy it had been alone for Austria refused to be in the same place as the albino so he'd sat in his car rather than stand outside with the girls and ocne Prussia said his goodbyes the brunette had hopped out of his car and ushered them into the Academy's walls. It had been the one time he'd seen the brunette in those long three months but now he was getting to see him again. Perhaps that's why he was so eager to get there. Prussia tapped his fingers against the steering wheel as he took a deep calming breath and let it out slowly in the silence of the car as he squeezed the steering wheel looking out at the other cars surrounding him as he drove down the street.
France had said that he needed to make up with Austria, that he needed to apologize and do a lot of making up with the Austrian Nation. Spain had said that if he valued the man at all, that if he was really as in love as he said he was, then he needed to prove it to the Austrian Nation. But the most important thing was that he needed to admit that what he'd done was wrong. He never told them what it was that he'd done but they had both agreed that he needed to admit his wrong doing and he needed to be humble about it when speaking his apologies. For some reason it made Prussia snort as his stomach squeeze lightly as he drove and he groaned under his breath at the thought of having to pull over which made him wonder if he could possibly hold it back until he got to Austria's. He ignored his twisting stomach to instead favor the usual trees and cars on the roads as he tapped his fingers against the steering wheel as he considered the distance between himself and the house. Not much longer now. Prussia considered turning the radio on but he fought the urge to do so for he wasn't in the mood to listen to love ballads or heartbreak songs at that moment. It was the last thing that he wanted to do and as he drove he found himself wishing Austria lived closer to the hotel as he too a left onto the street noting he was just two streets away now. Two streets. That was all he had to wait for. He yawned to himself as he drove and he wished abruptly that he had slept a touch longer last night but he'd been positively restless and unable to fall asleep from his getting up and down all night long whether it was for puking his guts up or needing to take a leak.
He'd been up and down so much that after midnight he had given up on sleep that he decided to scroll on Facebook for a while and found his heart clenching when he had seen a picture of the now nine-month-old Fritz. He was sitting up and babbling already and Prussia was missing it. That's why he appealed to Austria's good side and asked to meet with him to show him valid proof of his pregnancy. He missed Austria, he missed Fritz and he missed his home. He toon another left turn fighting the tears that prickled at the back of his eyes as if threatening to well up or spill down his pale cheeks. He wanted nothing more than to sweep his lover into his arms and yet at the same time he was willing to throw himself down to Austria's feet if it meant being forgiven for his indescribable actions against him. He inched his foot on the pedal in order to go faster down the road as he rubbed his eye with his left hand and finally too the turn onto Austria's street. He clenched the steering wheel tightly in his hands as he pulled up along the street in front of Austria's house. A large home with three floors with three bathrooms and two bedrooms on each floor it was a rather suitable home for the Austrian who adored the house better than his much larger one in the capitol, Vienna. Prussia could see someone fussing with the curtains as if peering out onto the street and he felt his heart clench in his chest as he considered another falling out with Austria. He forced himself to unbuckle his seatbelt and forced himself to push open the door after pulling the keys from the ignition and slid out of the car slamming the door shut behind him. He walked around the car towards the front gate pushing it open and shutting it behind him with a rather loud clanging that echoed off of the snow with a shrill piercing grating sound and he began his walk u pthe front walkway.
He felt lie he was waling to his prison hearing. An execution. It was only as he was going up the walkway that he noticed the green car sitting next to the dark van in the driveway did he puff up as he banged his fist against the door once he reached it with a force he didn't know he had. There was a few moments before anyone opened the door but when it opened Prussia was stunnedi nto silence. Austria was all that filled his mind. Filled his gaze. Oh how tired he looed, his normally neat hair was messier than normal and there were dark circles underneath his beautiful violet eyes and his lips looed as though he had been ripping the skin off and his hand seemed to tremble lightly on the doorhandle. Austria looked like hell. "Vell come in then. Show me your evidence."
Prussia stepped over the threshold with his hands in his pockets in order to keep his hands warm but in doing so he grabbed the ultra sound he had folded up there and turned towards Austria holding the paper out to him. Austria glanced at it curiously but took the ultrasound from Prussia with a small gasp on his lips when opened it and tears strangely filled those violet eyes as they flicered up to Prussia who shrugged listlessly. "I told the truth. I've been known to do that sometimes and this time is no different. I vould never lie about carrying your baby, Roddy. Never. A baby isn't something you lie about." He then tapped the toe of his boot against the carpet then looked at Austria. "So does this mean I come home?"
"You have something else to answer for before we even think of letting you stay here." Austria replied slipping his fingers under his glasses to rub at his eyes and he tucked the ultrasound into his pocket with a tenderness that hadn't been there before and Prussia felt a flicker of hope in his chest. He then heard the sound of boots thumping against the floor, coming from the living room to be specific and he looked up only to feel his face pale. Hungary. He hadn't seen the woman in three months since their last encounter but the brunette woman stood there rocking bac on her heels as she looked at both men hesitantly. Austria brushed past Prussia to place his hand on Hungary's shoulder and his eyes met hers in an unspoken moment of solidarity then looked to Prussia. "Go on, Elizaveta. Tell him. Tell him vhat you just told me."
Hungary looked awkward for a moment before she even considered speaking but the longer she stood there looking at Prussia the longer Austria's lips would press tightly together and the longer it would take for the truth to be spoken. Prussia raised his silver brows at the woman who hesitated once again before clearing her throat. "You're not the only one who's pregnant." She reached into her pocket and tugged out what looked to be an ultrasound identical to Prussia's and his face felt cold. His lashes fluttered in a fast blink as he looked at the ultrasound and then up at Hungary who was shuffling her feet causing her heels to click against the floor. "I'm pregnant with your baby, Prussia."
"That's not mine." THree words ripped themselves out of Prussia's throat as a pair of wide green and wide violet landed on him but he pointed to the ultrasound then to her seemingly flat stomach and he could see the tremble to his hand. "That is not my baby. For all I know you fucked someone else. I'm not the only one you've fucked around vith, am I?" Prussia took a step backwards like the reality Hungary had presented him was too much to bear and he squeezed his hands into fists that dropped to his sides as he looked down at the floor. "It's not mine. Ve used protection und the condom didn't rip I know that it didn't. That's not my baby. It's sick that you're trying to pin that on me when you know I'm trying to get Roddy to forgive me. You're a bitch, a meddling selfish bitch vho vants to keep Roddy all to yourself! Vell it must suck for you because I'M carryin' his baby und ve're going to vork this out! Pinning a baby on me changes nothing about how he feels for you!"
"Eliza, is it possible that you slept vith someone else?" Austria asked quietly but Hungary's wide green eyes flickered to him looking taken aback by everything the Prussian had just spewed out and she began shaking her head quickly causing her hair to sway against her bac and around her face delicately. Prussia's eyes narrowed at her response but Austria pressed his hand to her shoulder before those eyes could well with tears and he turned looking at Prussia. He looked like hell. Paler than normal, dar circles underneath his eyes and his hair had clearly been going unwashed at his hotel room and his frumpy clothes were one set of clothes he left with that night three months ago. Prussia looked like he couldn't, wouldn't, last much longer. "Gilbert, there's one stipulation that you must abide by if you're to come home." He paused then took a deep breath facing Prussia. "If this child turns out to be yours you must acknowledge them. The baby."
"Fuck." Prussia hissed the word but rubbed at his eyes with the heels of his hands as he considered his lover's words and knew that deep down he truly wanted nothing more than to come home, wanted to be with the baby and with Austria again but this? This meant something far more serious than it seemed. Prussia KNEW that it couldn't be his baby but standing there with determination in her eyes you'd think that she knew exactly who her baby's father was. Prussia dropped his hands from his face causing them to swing by his side and he looed tiredly from Hungary to Austria when he made his decision. "Fine. IF the baby turns out to be mine, which I highly doubt it will be, then I'll accept them. I'll acknowledge them. Everyone happy? Good. I got a baby to see."
He walked forward scooting around Austria and Hungary who turned to follow his movements but when a cry rang out the Prussian jogged into the room to find tears rolling down Fritz's chubby cheeks as he squirmed in his bouncer. When those ruby eyes landed on him the nine-month-old screamed out throwing his hands up to be plucked up by the Prussian who rushed over unbuckling the baby and tugging him into his arms. He hugged that baby fiercely to his shoulder as he nuzzled the child and the wet chubby cheek against his own felt more like a dream than ever before as he nuzzled his cheek to the baby's and Fritz took a deep breath then seemed to calm down as the air rushed and he pulled back just enough to look into his son's face. Tiny chubby hands reached up touching his cheeks, grabbed his nose and pinched the corner of his lips causing him to smile at the baby who squealed at the sight of the smile on Prussia's face. The two of them gaze at one another as though they were meeting for the first time. Gazing at one another with so much affection that even Austria felt his throat close at as he watched the two interact with one another as Prussia tugged at Fritz's cheek making the baby giggle ecstatically as he reached for Prussia's face once again. If there was anyone who suffered the most during this reprieve between Prussia and Austria then it was their son. Oh, the countless nights that Austria had spent walking from floor to floor with a screaming infant in his arms who had seemed so unhappy with just Austria that into the second month he was ready to beg for Prussia to come home. But the sight of those wide ruby eyes sparling with delight had Austria breathing a sigh of relief as he watched his son with his father playing with the different features on Prussia's face lie it were one giant game pad.
"He missed you, you know." Austria spoke quietly as he wrapped his arms around himself as he watched Fritz's chubby hands feel around Prussia's pale face and giggling happily as his eyes sparkled in a way they hadn't since Prussia had left. He knew how much his son adored his father and yet he had still kicked Prussia out of the was no one Fritz adored more than his father and while he often time enjoyed cuddling with Austria there was just something special between the albino and the baby that just wasn't there for Austria. "He vouldn't eat, he vouldn't sleep. Nothing I did vould vork for him und he just remained unhappy. I-I think everyone's suffered haven't they?" He paused looking at his lover for a moment before looking down at his hands. "If you vant to come home all of your things are untouched but you vill stay in the guest room. Vould that vork for you?"
"Of course if vould." Prussia replied as he finally tore his eyes from his son to Austria who appeared rather tired in that moment and Prussia kissed his son's chubby cheek making him squeal deafeningly loud as he grabbed Prussia's face. "You can get some sleep, Roddy. I think I can manage looking after one kid while you catch up on some sleep because, no offense, you look like shit." He then turned his gaze to Hungary who had her hands pressed against her stomach and he sighed through his nose rather irritably. "As for you, Hungary, you come back only vhen you had evidence that the kid is even mine. If I have to take a paternity test then fine but I'm saying right here and now that that kid isn't mine. Until you've got some evidence on the matter I'll stand by my convictions. I von't have you screwing up something between me and Roddy."
"I'm not trying to screw up anything! If anyone's screwed up something it vas you!" The Hungarian finally snapped at Prussia, the albino's eyes turning into dangerous red slits like a cat ready to pounce on their prey and Hungary's face screamed with her anger has her hands pressed firmly against her stomach. "This baby is yours and I'll prove it! You're the only one I slept vith in the past three months! The only one! Just like you know your baby is Roderich's I know that mine is yours! I vish it vasn't so but goddammit grow the hell up! Take responsibility for the first time in your life! You've raised two children but still act like a child yourself! I know that sleeping vith me fucked everything up but you have got to grow up!"
"Elizaveta-"
"No! You know I'm right! He needs to grow up and face vhat he did!" Hungary held up her hand as if she could physically stop Austria from speaking and her brilliant green eyes scowled at Prussia fiercely. Like sparks. "You got me knocked up! This is your kid, your fault and you're being childish over it! Face up to vhat you did and we can all move on and deal with this somehow! I get that I'm not Roderich! I get that I'm jsut some silly woman from your past but goddammit don't I deserve some respect? Just because I'm not beautiful like Roderich or you're not in love with me doesn't mean that this isn't your kid! I want to hear you say that you'll support them once they're here! That you'll try to be a decent father! That you'll take care of them the way that you take care of Astrid or Amelia or even Fritz!"
"Alright! Chill your shit, voman! I literally just said that if the kid is mine I'll support them! Vhat more do you want from me?" Prussia demanded as he looked at Hungary then cast a nervous look at Fritz who whimpered softly to himself at the raised tone of his father and he took a deep breath then faced Hungary again. "Fine. I'll take care of the kid but I'm not promising all of my love und care to one child vhen I have vun baby und another vun on the vay! So let me bond vith my son in peace!" Hungary spun on her heel causing her hair to fly around her face as she marched for the front door with Austria sending one glare to Prussia before following after the brunette and Prussia plopped down on the couch with Fritz on his lap. "Jeez, kid. Never do vhat Vati has done. Vati is an absolute idiot."
Fritz squealed flailing his chubby arms with and Prussia found himself laughing at the reaction. Of course his son didn't understand yet and he wondered if he son would even understand when he was older but there was time to figure out just what he'd say to his son if they ended up having a half sister or brother. In fact, he'd have to talk to the girls as well for they would surely be angry to be lefto ut of the loop about not only a possible half sibling from Hungary but a new sibling on the way. Prussia reached his hand up sliding his fingers throuhg his son's silky chestnut brown locks of hair and then moved his hand down to cup his chubby cheek allowing the child to nuzzle his palm. He loved his son more than anything and he loved his girls in the same way but would he be able to love a child from Hungary like that? Would it be possible? Prussia didn't know but what he did know was that he would try. If the child ended up being his he would definitely try to be a good parent like he was to his other children but it would be a touch harder as the animosity between himself and Hungary seemed to swell to dangerous proportions lately. It was mostly on Prussia's end as the woman still came round and visited with Austria but now that she was pregnant it was like throwing a wrench into Prussia's plans to make things up with Austria. And he knew that in months time it would be impossible to hide his pregnancy and he knew that it would also be impossible for Hungary to hide as well. And he felt his cheeks burn knowing that when the time came that anyone that knew what happened between himself and Hungary would piece together the possibilities. He would embarrass Austria. And it was his fault. He clutched Fritz to his chest and buried his face in his tuft of chestnut brown hair feeling tears well in his eyes at the pain clawing fiercely in his chest. This was his fault.