"Look at you, little Salvador~" Italy crooned as Romano passed the three month old over to his brother eho immeidately showered affection over the pouting infant. Germany smiled gently at the sight as Italy spun on his heel walking to the living room. The twins and Cristiano went to the back door that lead to the backyard in a flurry of stomping feet and laughter, surprising in Giovanni's case, but laughing nonetheless.
"How are you, Romano?" Germany sighed out as Spain, the usual buffer between the two, remained in the car searching for something. Romano grunted softly as they entered the living room Germany not failing to see the protective, hawk like gaze of those hazel eyes on Italy and the baby.
"I'm fine." Romank finally got out civilly, making Germany blink at Romano, who plopped down still watching Italy intensely. "We went to see Austria and the albino bastard. Their kid is nine months old I guess? He can stand, move around while holding onto stuff and the albino bastard made the mistake of taking a gross, dirty pacifier from the kid and he wailed. Nearly made my ears bleed! He babbles too, little things with the attempts of that Mutti word so Austria and Prussia are in a weird little bet to see if the baby will say Mama or Papa."
"Aww~" Italy cooed as he happily gave a light squeeze to the baby in his arms who gurgled softly at this. "We should invite them over! I want to see Fritz!"
"Maybe another day, sveetheart. Be grateful Romano und Spain came over with Salvador und Cristiano." Germany sighed out as he stared at Italy with the baby and his heart gave a soft pang at how right the image of his wife with a baby. He wanted nothing more than to give Italy a baby but they've been trying for two weeks now with no shows of anything. He'd seen how happy he was for Japan having a baby but he couldn't stand that longing look in his amber eyes.
"Yeah." Romano inserted as he crossed his left leg over his right knee and crossed his arms. He stared at Salvador and Germany could feel the motherly instincts just gushing out of Romano. Even if he wasn't the one who carried Salvador he was still protective over him like any mother. "He's growing to fast."
"I know! It feels like just yesterday hewas all tiny and wrinkly! And now he has a full head of hair, pudgy little cheeks and that curl! He's utterly adorable, Romano!" Italy exclaimed as he stroked Salvador's pudgy cheek happily and grinned. "It's like I'm holding a tiny Romano~ He does have flecks of Spain's green in those pretty hazel eyes of his~"
"Yeah, I know. I don't fail to notice that." Romani snapped as he stared at Italy then his son. "He's been darkening up, got Spain's coloring, skin wise. He's not olive like Cristiano so I'm grateful for that."
"You're so lucky, Fratello!" Italy sighed as he stroked silky wisps of dark brown hair on Salvador's head making him whine loudly.
"Why? I have two boys to look after now, one shrieking in the night and the other turning around getting hurt all the time now." Romano sighed as he uncrossed his arms from his chest. He leaned forward, his elbow resting on his knee and his hand cupped his chin. "They're both going to drive me insane."
"But you love them~" Italy added making Romano blush, especially when Cristiano came running in. He had grass stains on his clothes, shallow scrapes on his hands and cheek caked in dirt.
"Cristiano! Goddammit! What the hell were you doing?" Romano shrieked in a panic but Cristiano just smiled up at his mother. "Fuck! We don't have thousands of clothes for you to run through!"
"You can give him a bath here, Romano. He can wear some clothes Astrid left behind and they'll fit him!" Italy offered making Romank pout, cheeks puffing out softly. Salvador caught sight of his brother's smile and he actually smiled as well, like a switch, going fron Romano to Spain making the adults smile even if Romank pouted.
"Finr, come with me!" Romano sighed out as he grabbed Cristiano's hand, the child wincing at the scrapes and Romano's eyes narrowed. "How the hell did you do that to your hands?!"
"I was climbing a tree..." Cristiano pathetically whined as he was dragged out of the room with Romano scolding him with concern evident and they disappeared soon after. Italy took a deep breath then let it out looking at Germany tilting his head.
"Luddy, do you think I look bloated?" Italy blurted standing up as Germany blinked then looked at his wife's stomach and felt his jaw dropped open for a moment or two.
It took Germany a few minutes to answer; one to make sure he was seeing it right and another minute to make sure Romano was gone. His mouth opened and closed before he got the words out."J-Ja. You don't think-"
"I might!" Italy couldn't force the words out but hid face lit up, tears forming in large pearls that nearly slid down his cheeks and his smile was so bright Germany felt so blinded by it. He felt his own hopes rising in his chest making it tight and he stood up with a happy flush dying his cheeks. Italy then sat Salvador carefully on the couch thrn three his arms around Germany. Oh, it was to good to bd true!
"This is like our Christmas present, huh, Luddy?" Italy got out again with a laugh that was slightly muffled and Germany hugged his Italian tight and rubbed his back soothingly.
"Ja. It is." Germany whispered in response as he hugged Italy a little tighter. Neither had heard Spain nor Romano enter the living room until Romano made a noise, hands plopping onto his hips and his hazel eyes narrowed.
"What the hell is going on with all the lovey dovey crapola? And why is my baby on the couch alone?" Romank marched over to Salvador with a protective fire in his hazel eyes ss he swooped down hugging the three montn old to his chest tightly. Spain sighed out gently but smiled when Cristiano hugged his father's leg, hair curled and dripping onto hid fresh pair of clothes which consisted of a dark red shirt and purple pants. He was adorable and Italy felt an urge to swoop his nephew up in happiness.
"What is it, little Italy?" Spain asked tilting his head as he gestured to Romano who huffed and walked over to him with Salvador. The three month old wiggled and Spain slid an arm around Romano's waist. Italy couldn't help but marvel at the little family his brother had created, a beautiful one at that. It gave Italy hope his own family was that beautiful as well.
"I don't want to jinx it!" Italy got out but smiled broadly making Romano blink and even Spain while Cristiano looked at Italy with wide eyes. All three males cocked their heads to the side as Salvador sucked on his fingers, amusing himself that way.
It was the collective "huh?" from Romano, Spain and Cristiano that it set Italy off laughing.
Later on, 8:00 PM
"Should we get a test? Or go to the doctor's?" Italy babbled that night, the sky a silky black with pin pricks of light within the black with the moon casting pale light that nearly rivaled the soft glow of his and Italy's bedroom light.
"Ve vill do vhat ve have to tomorrow, sveetheart." Germany replied evenly but he felt just as excited as Italy and he too felt like babbling just like the Italian. He wanted this to be it, that the bloating was something more and he could give Italy what he so desperately wanted. Not to mention Germany was now in the mindset Italy had and wished desperately that this will be a baby.
"I hope this is it, Luddy! I want to give you a little girl this time round." Italy's babble faded to a regular, hopeful tone as he turned from the window to look at Germany. He was settling in bed with a book in his lap, reading glasses on and he smiled softly at his wife.
"I know, sveetheart. Und if it is true then you have to be careful. Ve need to take extra precautions." Germany said as Italy nodded thoughtfully when he patted his belly happily. The German smiled a little more, sure his eyes must betrsy the warmth he sometimes kept hidden.
"I will be. I won't cost us our little girl again." Italy replied as he walked over to Germany and, before waiting for the German to put the book down, climbed into his husband's lap. Before Germany could even begin to scold the Italian he pressed his forehead against the blonde's making him blink. "I really hope this is truly it."
"Ja, me too, sveetheart. I really hope this is it und ve have a chance at another new child. Especially for the twins to be elder brothers." Germany grinned at this making Italy laugh and beam at his husband. Germany loved making Italy laugh and smile like that, seeing the warmth in hid amber eyes that shined so much they nearly looked gold. His wife truly was beautiful and he couldn't stop marveling at this. Italy was more beautiful than anyone, woman or man, could ever hope to truly be and he was Germany's.
"We should talk names! I've been thinking of some names for girls!" Italy babbled again as Germany put his book on the nightstand and raised a brow. "Well, for girls and boys names. Both genders, one in German and one in Italian. Girls names first!"
"Alright, tell me vhat you have for girls names." Germany sighed out as Italy sprawled out over his lap. Their legs tangled together naturally as Italy rested his hands on Germany's chest then rested his chin on top of them smiling. He looked at Germany, taking a breath and begsn to tell him.
"For a girl the German name it could be Michaela," Italy took note of Germany's little noise of interest. "The Italian girls name could be Alessandra. For a boy the German name could be Wolfgang, though it feels a bit too much like Wolfram but still. The Italian boy name could be Carmine. What do you think?"
"Vell," Germany started musingly as Italy waited with a bit of anxiety sparking. "I like the boys names but Wolfgang doesn't feel like too much, especially with Wolfram. But for the girls names-" He hesitated briefly.
"What? Do you not like them?" Italy asked in a worried babble as he looked at his husband, sitting upright.
"Nein! It's not that but...um, vell the Italian girls name," Germany started again hesitantly. "Vhy don't ve svitch out Alessandra for vun I've been thinking of?"
"Which would be?" Italy asked curiously now as he tilted his head and Germany smiled softly. He cupped Italy's cheek rubbing it with the side of his thumb taking in the warmth radiating off his cheek.
"How about ve use the name Cecilia?" Germany suggested making Italy blink rapidly as he looked at Germany then smiled brightly with a warmth in his cheeks as he jumped up happily. Germany looked at his wife smiling softly as Italy jumped around on the bed with a happy shout. He landed down next to Germany on his knees, smiling brightly as he blushed looked at Germany warmly.
"I love that name! It's pretty and perfect so we can swap it for Alessandra!" Italy chirped then slid his arms around Germany's shoulders and hugged him tight. "I hope this can be it. I am so excited and I don't think I could take another miscarriage, Luddy."
"I knoe. Neither can I." Germany sighed then hugged his wife around the waist and hesitantly pressed a hand to Italy's stomach. "I can only hope I'm providing you vith a Wolfgang/Carmine or Michaela/Cecilia."
"I hope so too. It'll be nice having a baby around the house!" Italy exclaimed then pressed a kiss to Germany's cheek and the German blushed but returned it softly. Germany laid back taking hid glasses off, placing them on the bedside table, then turned the light off and Italy snuggled into his chest and the German held him tight. "Ti amo, Ludwig~"
"Ich liebe dich, Feliciano." Germany replied softly as he hugged Italy just a little tighter. The hope was like a bright beacon in the dark room and they both clung to it as they fell asleep, slowly but surely.