This chapter features a pairing very dear to my heart; if you'd like, you can see this as a missing scene from the fic I wrote last summer, One Big Happy, but it's not necessary to read that one first. All you need to know is that Rome is married to both Aegyptus (Ancient Egypt) and Graecia (Ancient Greece), and that he fathered both modern Egypt and Greece.

And with that, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.

Domesticity

"The boys are sleeping?"

Aegyptus and Graecia nodded, collapsing onto the bed. Heavy bags rested under their eyes, much like Rome's own. Of course, Rome was very much an inadequate babysitter, especially when the boys became hungry, and so he could only imagine how tired his lovers were.

So he held open both his arms and pouted his lips a little, eliciting a tired groan from Graecia and a tiny smile from Aegyptus, both of whom were curled against him a moment later regardless.

"We still hate you." Graecia was quick to murmur, but if the fact that her voice was muffled by her face being buried in his chest was anything to go by, Rome wasn't all too worried. He simply chuckled, undoing the ornaments in her hair until it fell from its bun in curls about her shoulders.

Aegyptus's hand reached over and took the ornaments from Rome, placing them and her own down on the floor beside their bed. She then slid over a bit, resting her heavy head on Rome's chest and hearing his heartbeat echo in her ears.

One of her hands splayed over Rome's chest, and tangled itself amidst Graecia's curls. The other woman sighed in content, her eyes already closed even though she was still awake.

Rome smiled softly, kissing Aegyptus' cheek.

"You don't hate me, do you?" There was laughter in his voice, and Aegyptus' smile came back for a moment.

"Of course I don't. You helped me find my greatest treasure." She whispered, looking up at him with tired, albeit happy, amber eyes.

He chuckled. "Hear that, Graecia? You should be more grateful."

In response she punched him in the stomach, but she was too worn to make it hurt. After a moment's pause, however, she replied.

"I am grateful."

Rome smiled at that, running an arm up and down each of their backs soothingly. He was grateful too, not only for his sons but for his lovers, and the fact that they could make this work. He knew they didn't like the idea, at first, but Rome was not so oblivious; he knew that Graecia and Aegyptus had their own special relationship too. Time made them open up to the idea, that and motherhood, and Rome could not think of a time when he was ever happier.

Now, feeling the two women in his arms drift off into sleep, Rome decided he would follow suit. But once he closed his eyes, a shrieking sob echoed in from the next room.

Before either woman could get out of bed (and he knew they had both already awoken), Rome slipped out from between them and shushed each woman with a kiss to her temple.

"You rest, I'll go."

And when the sounds of sobbing slowly faded away, Aegyptus and Graecia never felt more in love.

End.

I really hope that you all liked this one x3 It was a blast to write it!

Next Up: Holland and Belgium have some quality bonding time.

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