"I bet he's going to tell us something stupid like the baby kicked." Lovino complained before ringing the doorbell.
"And even if that's what it is, I want you to at least act happy and be on your best behavior." Antonio replied as they waited.
"Oh fuck off I'll act happy if I want to." The Italian retorted, crossing his arms over his chest.
A moment passed before a tall figure opened the door. The personification of Germany was standing before the couple.
"Hallo, come in." Germany greeted, steping to side, allowing them to walk in.
"¡Hola Ludwig!" The Spaniard said cheerfully, following his lover into the German house.
"Ciao potato bastard." Lovino groaned. "Where's my fratello?"
"Oh Feliciano is in the kitchen." Ludwig answered, closing the front door.
Lovino began to make his way to the kitchen when suddenly three large dogs ran ovee to him, pawing at him and licking his legs and feet.
"That's right, I forgot you had dogs." Lovino mumbled before petting the furry pets. The attention made all three of them, Blackie, Berlitz and Aster, bark with joy.
At that, a figure emerged from the kitchen door. Lovino looked up to see his little brother walking toward them.
"Ciao fratello, long time no see!" The northern nation smiled, resting a hand on his belly.
No kidding about long time no see, Feliciano's belly was way bigger than he last remembered. How far along was he?
"Yea ciao." Lovino replied.
"Oh and ciao to you Toni!" Feliciano smiled happily.
"¡Hola Feli!" Antonio smiled in return.
In a matter of seconds, Feli had tightly engulfed both nations. Lovino could feel his little brother's big belly rub against him and suddenly feelings of sadness overtook him.
"Ve~ dinner should be ready in a few minuets." Feli informed the two. "Ludwig, could you set the table?"
"Ja." The tall blond nodded.
After the table was set, Feli began serving plates of chicken alfredo to everyone. The former nation of Prussia, also known as Gilbert, had also joined them for dinner. Gil was Ludwig's older brother and lived downstairs seeing as though he turned the basement into his own living space.
"Man Feli, I can never get tired of your cooking!" Prussia exclaimed, taking another bite.
"Oh grazie." Feli replied, showing a smile.
"Sí Feli, your food is amazing." Antonio complimented after.
"Grazie Toni." The cheerful Italian replied.
"Okay Feli." Lovino began, pushing around food on his plate with his fork. "What is this good news."
After slurping up a noodle, the younger nation gave a nod. "Oh yea the bambino!" Feli glanced at his lover beside him who was displaying a small smile then continued to look at his brother. "We went to the doctor the other day and we found out that.. Its going to be a boy!"
"Oh congratulations!" Antonio cheered.
The Spaniard was so happy for the two. Of course he was a bit jealous like Lovino was but he was definitely more happy than jealous. Lovino on the other hand was just processing everything. His brother was going to have a son. He couldn't help but think about how nice it would be to have a son of his own.. or a daughter, he'd be happy with either..
"That is good news." Came Lovino's reply, he even smiled a little.
"You guys didn't tell me this!" Gilbert exclaimed.
"We were going to, it must have just slipped our minds." Ludwig told his older brother.
"Lies." Gil pouted.
"Ve~ we're sorry." Feli said sympathetically.
The rest of the dinner was cheerful, everyone talking about Feli's baby on the way. After dinner, Lovino and Antonio began saying their goodbyes. Feli and Ludwig walked the couple to the front door.
"We should do this again sometime!" Feli smiled.
"Yea I guess." Lovino replied, crossing his arms.
"Well hasta luego Feli and Ludwig." Antonio spoke up.
"Auf wiedersehen." Ludwig responded.
"Bye potato bastard, bye fratello." The older Italian spoke.
"Bye.. Oh!" Feli said before placing a hand on his own belly. "The bambino says bye!"
The younger Italian quickly grabbed his brother's hand and placed it where the baby had just been kicking. Lovino wanted to protest but when he felt the little one kick again, he could feel his heart melt with how adorable it was. And yet, he could also feel his heart break knowing he'd probably never feel something like that for himself with a baby of his own.
The next day, Antonio definitely noticed a slight change in his lover. The Italian didn't get out of bed, not even once. He just laid there, grieving and wallowing in his own sadness. Sure, the Spaniard tried cheering him up by making him breakfast or even offering to take him out somewhere nice. But his efforts were hopeless. Yesterday's encounter with Feliciano really upset him. There wasn't much he could do.
Though, towards the end of the day, Antonio was grateful that Lovino got out of bed to take at least take a shower, maybe that would make him feel better.
The sound of the shower echoed throughout the house and at least that comforted the older nation. A few minuets passed and those few minuets turned into an hour and that hour turned into two.
"I should go check on him." Antonio mumbled to himself, sitting up from his place on the couch.
As he stood outside of the upstairs bathroom door, the Spaniard heard what sounded like sobbing so he quietly opened the door to get a peek.
Lovino was standing over the sink, hands gripping to the sides of it as he tried to sob quietly, he really didn't want his lover to come rushing over and worrying about him. He really just couldn't help it, he couldn't help feeling sad about all this. Everything was just really starting to get to him, he felt so defeated, it was as if the universe just didn't want him to have a kid. Everyday his hopes for having his own baby just got lower and lower. By now, they were practically non existent.
((A/N: okay so I have been having this idea for a spamano mpreg story for the longest and sO HERE IT IS! Sorry if it's a little boring right now, it'll get better! ^-^ I'm probably gonna update again this week so um yea. Please enjoy~))