"Here Lovino, I've got your ginger ale."
"Th-Thanks fratello."
Feliciano sighed, setting the glass down on the nightstand. It had been about 2 weeks since Lovino started staying there and in those 2 weeks, the Italian had started getting sick. Feli had been taking care of him in this time, insisting that he make Lovino soup and get him drinks, even empty the bucket that Lovino kept throwing up in. All the treatment however made the older nation feel useless and simply a burden. It wasn't like Feli had no other responsibilities, he did have a new born that he had to look after.
"Do you need anything else?" Feli asked sweetly.
"No I-I'm fine." Lovino managed. "Besides, you should be looking after Lukas."
"Ve~ Don't worry about the bambino, Luddy is watching him." Feli assured the other. "Oh and lunch will be ready in a few minuets."
The mere mention of lunch made Lovino's stomach turn, he had no appetite for anything at all. It was strange, how he could be fine one moment then sick the next but he didn't think so much of it.
"I'll be off then, call me if you need anything." Feli smiled before trotting out of the room.
With a groan, Lovino sat up and attempted to drink the soda left for him. God, being sick was horrible. He'd rather go to war than have some sort of stomach bug. Well, that was a lie but you get what I mean. The point was, was that being sick was the worst.
Upon entering the living room, Feli noticed Ludwig wasn't anywhere in sight. So for the time being, Gilbert was plopped down on the couch, talking on the phone and "watching" Lukas. Said baby was lazily sitting in his baby rocker, dozing off, he loved to take siestas just like his mama, he slept a lot more than an average baby.
"Hm, where's Ludwig?" The Italian nation asked.
However, Gilbert was too engrossed in his conversation to even hear the other. So Feli walked over to him and hit his shoulder.
"Ow! What'd you do that for?" Gil complained, rubbing his shoulder.
"Where's Ludwig?" Feli repeated.
"Said something about his boss calling him in short notice." Gil shrugged.
"Oh alright." Feli spoke, nodding as he did so. "Watch the bambino, I'm going to finish lunch."
"Sure thing."
On the other end of Gil's conversation, the nations of France and Spain were present. France was trying to give Antonio some love advice. You see, Antonio was simply low-spirited and not his usual cheerful self. How could he be? He was missing Lovino immensely, even though it had only been two weeks. This was the second longest amount of time they'd ever spent apart, the first being when Romano gained independence from him and left to thrive on his own. But even so, not long after gaining his independence, Romano and Spain began seeing each other romantically and ever since then they have been inseparable.
Gil and Francis could definitely see the change in their friend. Trying to help, Gil would tell Antonio that Lovino was doing okay and such.
"Mon ami, why don't you just go over there and proclaim your love to your little Italian before begging for his forgiveness?" Francis suggested.
"Yea! You should totally come over and do that then you can see Gilbird's new trick!"
"I want to, I really do but," Antonio sighed, " I can't, it'll be too soon. I don't want Lovino to be anymore mad at me than he already is."
"But it's been long enough!" Francis intervened. " I mean, it's been 2 weeks, I'm sure he's cooled off by now."
"Yea aND GILBIRD'S AWESOME TRICK IS WAITING TO BE SEEN!"
Francis and Antonio listened as Lukas started crying in the background because of Gil's shouting, and following that, they could also hear Feli yelling at him.
"So yea, you should definitely come over." Gil spoke a lot more quietly this time around.
Antonio laughed softly before speaking up again, "I'm not so sure Gilly, I'll think about it."
Through out the week, Antonio was the least of Lovino's worries, he was still sick. Every time he ate, he felt the need to throw every thing up. No matter what food it was, it made him nauseous. Not only did it make him feel like crap but it was really starting to piss him off. All he wanted to do was enjoy some freaking food, something so simple. But no. His stomach felt the need to fuck with him.
"What if I'm dying?" Lovino asked as he sat down beside Feli one afternoon that week.
"Hm." Feli adjusted the Lukas who was in his arms and currently guzzling down a bottle. "I don't think you're dying, fratello."
"You don't know that, I could have the plague."
Feli couldn't help but laugh, "Fratello, it's not the plague. You and I have both seen the plague, I'm sure that's not what it is."
"Then what do you think it is?" Lovino questioned, he'd be grateful with any comfort.
"Ve~ It's probably just stress. I mean, you are going through a lot." Feli answered.
"Stress? I don't know, maybe it is." Lovino spoke before yawning. "I'm going back to sleep."
"But it's 2:00 in the afternoon." The younger nation raised an eyebrow.
Another thing was, Lovino had been so exhausted lately. He took more naps than he normally did, practically only getting up to eat and occasionally use the bathroom.
"I'm a bit tired." Lovino defended himself before walking off.
Ludwig walked in the kitchen, passing Lovino on the way. Making sure his brother was out of ear shot, Feli looked up to his lover.
"I'm starting to worry," Feli began, "About Lovino."
"What do you mean?" Ludwig asked, grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge.
"You haven't noticed it?" The brunet asked.
"Feliciano, I've been working quite a lot these past few weeks, I don't think I've been home enough to notice it." Ludwig answered, sitting at the table.
"Lovino, he's sick. I thought it was just a stomach bug but, it's been weeks." Feli was so into what he was saying, he hadn't even noticed that his son already downed most of the bottle of milk. "I don't know, I mean he's been so tired and nauseous like it's the flu. Except I don't think he's had a fever. He's been throwing up all the time, almost every morning like clock work or something. But anyway, I think it could be stress, what do you think?"
The German thought everything over, sipping on his water. It didn't sound like a stomach bug to him..
"Feliciano," Ludwig finally spoke, putting down the water bottle. "None of those symptoms seem familiar to you?"
Feli thought for a moment before answering, "No not really. Except for yea, that one time my economy went down because our stock market crashed and I got the 'flu' for a week or two."
Ludwig sighed, Feli was really oblivious sometimes, "How about maybe 10 or 11 months ago? Does that ring a bell? Remember you were 'sick'."
"Sick?" Feli wondered before breaking out in a smilie. "I wasn't sick silly, I was pregnant-" Then it hit him and he suddenly felt nervous.
"Mhm." Ludwig nodded.
Feli chuckled nervously before speaking, "Lovino isn't pregnant, silly! He's just sick!"
"Throwing up every morning for a month straight isn't being pregnant?" Ludwig asked rhetorically.
"I-" Feli began but was immediately cut off by the sound of their son whining, the baby had finished his whole bottle.
So much was running through Feli's mind, Lovino could be pregnant.
"Here," Feli spoke up before placing the baby is Ludwig's arms. "I'll be right back."
With that, the Italian stood up and quickly walked out of the room.
Maybe about an hour or so had passed.
Lovino was currently, sleeping peacefully, even snoring lightly. That is until the door slammed open.
"W-What the fuck?" Lovino groaned, pulling the blanket over his head.
"Wake up, fratello!" Came the voice of Feli. "Here!"
Lovino could feel something being thrown at him, it felt like a box.
"Feli, I'm too tired to do anything, leave me alone." The older brother whined.
"If you would look at what I just threw at you, maybe you would change your mind." Feli spoke impatiently, crossing his arms over his chest.
With another groan, Lovino pulled the blanket of him and sat up then searched the bed for what ever Feliciano was talking about. The sooner he follow what ever Feli wanted, the faster he would be left alone to sleep. Though, upon seeing what was thrown at him, Lovino's eyes went wide.
"W-Why?" The Southern Italian's lightly tanned fingers reached out and he picked up the box.
"I.. I think you might be pregnant." Feli answered.
The box was in fact a twin pack pregnancy test. Denial flooded Lovino's mind, he didn't believe he could be pregnant, not after all that's happened. Jesus, did he have shitty luck or what.
"I doubt that I am." Lovino managed to say.
He tried to look tough, he tried to make it seem like he didn't care. But for the first time in a long time, he did have a little feeling of hope in his heart.
Standing outside the bathroom, Feliciano was absolutely nervous. Though, at the same time, he was happy at the possibility that he might become an uncle real soon. Just the thought of their bambino's playing together made him positively giddy! Maybe he was getting ahead of himself but he couldn't already help but to feel happy for his brother. Though he did have to remind himself that Lovino was still awaiting the results.
Inside the bathroom, Lovino was pacing back and forth, the test was placed at the edge of the sink. He just didn't know what to do, he was so conflicted. On one hand, the thought of the possibility that he could be pregnant thrilled him! It was really all he had ever wanted. It was all he and Antonio ever wanted. Antonio was another thing on his mind. How would he even tell him? Did Antonio even want him around? After what happened a few weeks ago, he wouldn't be surprised if Antonio was upset with him. After all, he did punch the Spaniard pretty hard.
Checking the clock on the wall, fear filled his body as he realized the time was up and the results were now in. Taking a deep breath, the Italian walked over to the sink and grabbed the test.
For a moment, his heart skipped a beat and he froze.. because the test displayed a little "+".
The test was positive.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN
I UPDATED QUICKY AGAIN BC I HAVE NO LIFE AND PLENTY OF FREE TIME
bET YOU DIDN'T THIS COMING
I'll probably update again soon because I can't just leave you guys hanging there.
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