So! My older brother is officially the best! I no longer have to write on paper then transfer it to my phone anymore! I have a laptop he's letting me borrow until my mom can help me out with a new one so I can easily update chapters again! I'm so happy and I want to finish this up as I'm happy so many people seem to like this so much! And I'm glad for it! Also, Happy New Years to everyone! Here's for a new year that'll be even better than the last! So enjoy the chapter and I'll be posting again very shortly! Enjoy!
"So~ Let's play a game!" Astrid declared loudly as she shut Cristiano's door, Austynn laying out on Cristiano's bed with him, heads dangling off the bed. Both raised a brow, Cristiano achieving it better than Austynn.
"What game?" Cristiano asked with curiosity shining in his green eyes then and Austynn grinned with that sparkle, infectious as they both flipped up to a sitting position.
"We say who we like! A crush~" Astrid declared making the six and seven year old blink, Astrid now being the oldest of their little trio. Cristiano then slowly grinned as he jumped up laughing as he threw his arms out grinning wider.
"Let's do it! I bet I can tell who you like, Asty!" Cristiano declared loudly as he lightly bounced on the bed making Austynn smile, his curl bobbing gently. Astrid raised a brow in defiance and Cristiano smirked bending lightly at the waist, hands going to his waist. "You either like Mr. Russia's daughter, Tatiana," Her cheeks burned then as she squinted. "Or you like Ileana or even Liam~"
"Psh!" Astrid finally snorted throwing her head back, looking the perfect image of Prussia then as she smirked. "Not even close!"
"I think it's Tatiana cause you blushed at that!" Austynn declared making Cristiano smirk and jump once before thumping on the bed making the springs screech beneath the weight. Both shared grins when Astrid squinted and jumped to her feet with a loud laugh.
"I know who Austynn likes!" Astrid shouted as she pointed at Austynn who blushed, violet eyes narrowing hard on the little albino. Cristiano smiled, oblivious of the mood so much like his father, and raised a brow.
"Who would that be?" Cristiano asked tilting his head looking like a puppy and Austynn blushed so hot Cristiano thought he could feel the heat on his own cheeks. He looked at his friend curiously when Astrid cackled evilly, smirking as her ruby eyes twinkled.
"Austynn likes-"
"Don't!" Austynn cried as he lunged forward and Astrid danced out of the way and pointed at Cristiano.
"You!" It was silent after that, Austynn lightly shaking with his embarrassment, his face such a dark red it was hard to imagine it any other color. His violet eyes stood out like neon against the red of his cheeks and Cristiano even felt his own cheeks begin a slow burn as he looked at Austynn.
Austynn avoided eye contact, staring at the floor, face burning and tears pricking then welling making Cristiano and Astrid blink. Austynn lifted his hands rubbing his eyes sniffling lightly as Cristiano climbed off his bed and Astrid gained a sad, guilty look as they began to pat his shoulders and Austynn kept his head bowed.
"I-It's okay!" Cristiano got out as he lightly rubbed the top of Austynn's head affectionately even if his cheeks burned hotly like Austynn's and they avoided eye contact. The door opened as the last of Austynn's tears vanished and there stood Romano raising a brow. Never before had Cristiano, in his six years of life, been happier to see his mother.
"Astrid, your Padre is here." Romano announced as Salvador whined in his mother's maternal swing, the baby now two months old and gaining weight steadily. Astrid nodded as she grabbed her bag and then swung it over her shoulder, brushing past Romano who moved a hand affectionately over her silver hair as she brushed by and she beamed. She reminded him, somewhat, of himself. Being a bit of a loner the little albino was angry sometimes, snappish and sand offish but sweet none the less and resembled himself. He enjoyed her, slightly, being over.
"I'll see you guys later!" Astrid called from down the hall then thumped down the stairs and Romano nodded then looked at the two boys. He raised a brow then bounced Salvador lightly when the baby wailed out his displeasure and he sighed rolling his eyes lightly.
"I'll be making lunch in a little while. Your Mama is going to pick you up later this afternoon, Austynn." Romano announced as he looked down at the small boys and they both nodded then smiled making Romano's cheeks warm and he turned pulling the door with him then paused. "Pick up any toys you take out."
"Okay, Mama~" Cristiano chirped smiling and Romano smiled adoringly then disappeared with the click of the door knob. Cristiano then looked at Austynn curiously and turned facing him and tilted his head. "Is what Asty said true?"
"I wanna play that new game your Papa got you! It looks like fun!" Austynn said instead as he turned walking to the little window seat Cristiano had where the game sat. Cristiano reached out grasping Austynn's hand easily and he felt like something bigger than his six year old mind could comprehend was happening.
"Austie, I need to know." Cristiano said as his cheeks warmed again and he wondered why, other than feeling embarrassed.
Sure, he was like his mother and talked with the older female nations, flirting even as his mother said, but he found it was fun. But Austynn wasn't meant to flirt with others like his Papa at this age like his Mama said and he found that he wanted to be that serious that his Mama and Papa had together. Like now was the time to be serious. Austynn looked at Cristiano, cheeks red again, his violet eyes troubled for a seven year old and Cristiano felt like he couldn't handle the answer.
"Oui." Austynn finally whispered as he fidgeted as his face burned and Cristiano then squeezed Austynn's hand tight. The small French Canadian looked up at Cristiano who smiled softly and helplessly, brows pulled tight together and he grinned bright as his cheeks burned a dark red.
"Gracias, for telling me!" Cristiano got out as his chest, tight and weird feeling, got his attention and he looked at Austynn. Embarrassed greens met shy violets and Austynn got a smile, tiny shy smile. "Maybe, one day, when we're older like our Papa's and Mama's, we can do that dating thing! Si? Would that be alright?"
Austynn blinked rapidly for a moment at the promise in Cristiano's voice and he smiled bright. His heart was fluttering weirdly with hope and he nodded, squeezing Cristiano's hand tight and he giggled. "Oui!"
"Okay!" Cristiano got out on a little stutter as he blushed then pointed to the game, smiling bright and genuinely. "Now, do you want to play the game?"
"Oui! Let's play it!" And both boys then got caught up in the game, rather than that tense, weird atmosphere neither could truly understand. Instead they focused on a game that filled the whole afternoon that when it came time for Austynn to go Cristiano felt strangely sadder than he remembered being when his friend left. It was weird but when his Mama had called for him to wash up and clean his room before dinner time, he subconsciously shut a door he didn't know was open and decided to save it for another time.
"Austynn and Cristiano are going to make a cute couple some day~" Spain sighed as Romano glared at him, leaning against the counter feeding Salvador and he sniffed.
"Like hell! Cristiano is smart! He won't end up with that perverts son!" Romano snapped while shutting his eyes huffily as he nodded while Spain cooked and the Spaniard grinned at his wife who opened one eye to stare back at his husband.
"I don't know~ Something in the forces have shifted~" Spain cooed as Salvador gulped the formula happily, hazel eyes looking up at Romano the emerald green flecks in his eyes glowing in the hazel.
"It'll end up like you and fucking France fighting over Canada. Why did you ever like Canada, by the way? I mean, he's nice, but why him?" Romano asked now curious as he looked at his husband tilting his head as he stared at the Spaniard curiously.
"Hmmm..." Spain leaned forward twisting the small radio that had on, the soft music filling the kitchen and Spain continued cooking. "Canada was very cute and sweet and I did seem interested in him like France. I think half of it was because you weren't showing interest or I was too blind by his cuteness. But I gave him up like that." He snapped his fingers.
"You think Cristiano will be the same?" Romano asked as he seemed to sigh and give up on the notion his son wouldn't end up dating Austynn.
"Maybe~ I know little Liam definitely likes Austynn from what the little boy has spoken of to me to his cousin and though the little cutie seems to like Cristiano he also likes his cousin." Spain sighed dreamily almost making Romano glare. "To be that young again! The only problem being that you're young and can't do much!"
"Shut up!" Romano huffily snapped as he looked at his husband and found Salvador sleeping, sprawled as much as possible that was still safe against Romano's arm and chest. His stomach was lightly swollen from the formula and he had a little line of formula running from his lips as he lightly did those cute, tiny baby snores that had Romano's heart skipping. His son was utterly adorable!
"Our sons will grow up and find love someday, Lovi~" Spain sang as he shook his hips playfully to the song playing on the radio and Romano blushed. He didn't like the thought of his soft, squishy Cristiano turning thin and developed, toned teenager or grown up. It was painful but he could see his son now, in his minds eye, grown up and happily leaving somewhere - preferably at home- but happy. He felt his chest warm up at that thought and he shifted the sleeping Salvador in his arms.
"I know. I just don't want that day to come yet, I don't want them to grow up yet." Romano got out softly and Spain looked up from cooking to see the sad, longing look on Romano's face and he smiled softly. He set the burners to low for the food so it wouldn't burn and took a step over, curling his arm around Romano's waist, pulling him close carefully.
"They'll grow up, Lovi, because that's what children do. They'll leave and grow but they'll have the best Madre in the world, who they'll adore more than anything. They'll come home, married or not, and we'll get to have adorable little grandchildren~ But that's years and years ahead." Spain assured his wife, stroking a hip softly and nuzzled the soft, dark brown locks that always smelled like Italian spices with a light musk. The smell of his wife that he adored and brought back memories and he smiled.
"I know. I've never been a parent so I don't want to let go." Romano mumbled his cheeks turning red and Spain squeezed his little wife tight making the Italian squeak.
"We can always have a few more children, Lovi. We're still, somewhat, young and fertile, we can have children whenever." Spain assured him again as he stroked Romano's hip and the Italian blushed then pouted up at Spain who smiled gently. He kissed his temple softly, lovingly, making the beloved curl form a soft heart.
"Yeah. I guess." Romano sighed out as he leaned into Spain, letting his eyes shut, then pulled away turning to face the direction of the kitchen doorway. "I'm gonna put him in the swing. I'll help you cook."
"Okay!" Spain cheerfully replied as he turned the radio up a few notches and Romano rolled his eyes somewhat affectionately as he breezed out of the room. He walked to their living room, the baby swing waiting for him and he bent down, tucking Salvador into the swing. He set the automatic swing to a light, barely there swing that kept Salvador sleeping, a soft smile curling over his lips as he stared at his son.
"Don't grow up too fast." Romano whispered softly as he stroked his son's dark brown locks, careful of the curl, and smiled gently. He continued to softly stroke his son's hair happily as he stared at his sleeping face.
"Lovino~ I need help!" Spain called from the kitchen and Romano rolled his eyes again but stood up, brushing himself off on habit, then spun on his heel to go towards the kitchen.
"I'm coming!" Romano called easily and somewhat softly as he left the living room. He entered the kitchen in just some odd steps to catch sight of Spain stirring a pot of contents and Romano squinted then rolled the sleeves of his shirt up over his elbows and walked over to Spain, nudging him halfway out of oven with his hip and stood next to him. Spain looked at his wife who began cooking like he'd been doing it the whole time and he smiled at his wife, pecking the top of his head, when he caught sight of Cristiano smiling from the doorway, cheeks flushed.
"Gracias, for giving me such beautiful children, Lovi~" Romano's cheeks burned as he looked up shyly at Spain then down, his curl a crunched up heart then with his embarrassment.
"Sh-Shut up!" Romano snapped when eh caught sight of Cristiano and smiled with a sigh. "Did you finish cleaning up?"
"Si, Mama!" Cristiano chirped making Romano smile then nod his head to the dining room.
"Then go set the table, mi cielito. What are you waiting for?" Romano asked playfully to his son who then laughed and ran off in a little blur and he sighed. He couldn't begin to imagine his son ending up with France's kid but whatever made his son happy he'd support it, one hundred percent. After all this was his son! How could he not support his son? He shook his head, gaining a curious look from Spain and rolled his eyes.
"You're such a good Mama~" Spain cooed making Romano blush anew and hit his hip against Spain's as his curl crunched into a heart again.
"Shut up! Just cook, you bastard!"
"Te amo, Lovi~"