"I'm home!" Lovino yelled, kicking the front door shut.
He'd been out earlier, shopping around for a few things, more specifically a few books. Yes, he bought a few more pregnancy books, he hated to admit it but he sort of felt like that potato bastard, Germany. Feli used to tell him all the time that Ludwig would stay up all night reading pregnancy and parenting books for when their little one would arrive. Some of the books Lovino bought were a bit different, they were more centered on the topic of miscarriage. Nearing the end of his first trimester (by now he was just about 10 weeks along), he felt like any thing could happen between now and the next three weeks. In three weeks he would officially be at his second trimester which meant the chance of miscarriage would drop significantly. Until that time, he had to be alert and ready for anything bad that could potentially happen.
"Oi Antonio where are you?" Lovino called out walking into the kitchen and placing his shopping bags down on the counter.
Still no answer. With a groan, Lovino walked to the back door and slammed it open to look out at the almost never ending tomato field that had been behind their house for as long as Lovino could remember.
"Bastardo, are you out here!" The Italian yelled out.
"Sí, I'll be right there!" came the voice of Antonio who was somewhere out there, Lovino couldn't even tell exactly where.
After a few seconds, Lovino could spot Antonio cheerfully walking over to him with a basket of Tomatoes in hand.
"Hola mi amor, I didn't think you'd be back so soon." Antonio smiled once he made it to Lovino's side.
"Oh please, so soon? I've been gone for hours." Lovino replied before the two of them started walking back inside. "I even had to stop 3 times on the way back so I could throw up on the side of the god damned road."
"Well," Antonio began, setting the basket down on the counter, "Don't worry, that'll let up soon."
"It better, I'm tired of throwing up my guts every five minuets, it's fucking annoying." Lovino complained, grabbing his bag off the counter.
"Aye but won't it be worth it in the end?" Antonio grinned before giving Lovino's cheek a kiss.
"I guess." Lovino muttered though he did in fact know it'd definitely be worth it.
"So, what did you buy while you were out?" Antonio asked, picking up the basket and bringing it over to the sink.
"Nothing really." Lovino answered, sitting down at the table, "Just some books."
"Really?" Antonio said as he began to wash off some of the fruit. "What are they about?"
Lovino was a bit hesitant to answer but did so anyway, "Just a-about some baby stuff."
"Hm I figured." The Spaniard nodded. "Can I see them?"
"No!" Lovino was quick to answer which definitely caused Antonio to raise an eye brow.
"Why not, Lovi?"
"Because.." He really didn't want to explain his fear of miscarriage, he didn't want Antonio laughing at him or to make him feel silly for having such a fear. "Because.. They're all in Italian! And unfortunately for you, you don't speak or even read Italian so yea."
"Oh." Antonio nodded again, he was a bit skeptical about it, and where did he find those books in Italian when they were in Spain? But he didn't say anything else about it. "Okay."
"Now I'm off to read so don't bother me, okay?" Lovino said before standing up, bag in hand.
"Okay I won't" Antonio replied still thinking about what Lovino could be up to.
In less than 2 seconds, Lovino suddenly felt happier, almost giddy and lovingly. So he strode over to Antonio and gave the Spaniard a kiss on the cheek.
"Later we can watch movies and cuddle, okay, mio amore?" Lovino smiled.
This was definitely Antonio's favorite mood swing, he could very much do with out the other ones that made Lovino boil with rage or cry uncontrollably.
"Sí, that sounds good." Antonio smiled in return.
The rest of the week, Antonio could definitely see that something was bothering Lovino, and he didn't like it one bit. For the most part, Lovino seemed on edge about something but Antonio couldn't figure out just what that something could be. He couldn't think of a reason for his lover to be like this. The Spaniard even tried asking but all Lovino would say was that it was nothing and that he shouldn't worry about it. So that got him no where.
One day out of the week, Antonio took out the time to see Francis and Gil, maybe they could help him figure out what was wrong with Lovino.
"Non, mon ami, I have no idea." Francis shook his head. "Gil maybe you can help?"
Gilbert finished guzzling down his beer before wiping his mouth and speaking up. "Maybe he's just nervous about having a kid."
"What?" Antonio questioned.
"Ah! Oui, that must be what it is!" Francis nodded. "Maybe the reality of it all has gotten to him and now he's nervous about having the baby."
"But why would he be nervous? I mean I think he'd be a great parent." Antonio said before sipping his wine.
"I'm sure he will be. And maybe he subconsciously knows he will be too but of course doubt will still fill his mind." Francis explained.
Antonio couldn't help but to think how smart Francis sounded, it did make sense. And to think that was the same person who jumped out of Gil's birthday cake with pasties on. Huh.
"I guess you're right." Antonio agreed. "Maybe he's just nervous for that."
Francis nodded. "My Mathieu was a bit nervous too when he first found out he was pregnant with our bébé, but now his nerves have settled and he's even excited about it."
"Yea well, Roderich was never nervous or scared." Gil said before pausing to think about it, "Maybe it's cause he raised a couple of kids before in his time. Ah who knows. I know I'm not nervous."
"Sure you aren't." Francis teased which resulted in a little chuckle from Antonio.
"I'm not!" Gil protested.
Francis merely shrugged before going back to sipping on his wine.
In just about 2 minuets time, Gilbert's phone rang loudly through out the whole bar.
"Hallo?" Gil answered, picking it up.
Both Francis and Antonio watched as Gil's features twisted into a horrified expression and even a faint yelling could be heard coming out of the phone's speaker.
"OKAY IM COMING HOME RIGHT NOW JUST LIKE CHILL UNTIL I GET THERE." Gil exclaimed in a panic.
"Is everything okay?" Antonio asked.
"No it's not, Roddy's going into labor and oH MY GOD IM GOING TO BE A FATHER IN A FEW HOURS." Gilbert still panicked, shoving his phone back in his pocket and slapping down some money on the counter for his beers.
"Hey congratulations!" Some random guy from across the bar called out.
"nO DON'T CONGRATULATE ME I'M NOT READY TO BE A FATHER." Gilbert called out after him.
"Well, pacing back and forth here won't help you." Francis told him. "You better go before Roderich rips you in half."
"RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT I SHOULD GO. BYE" Gil exclaimed before running out of the bar to find his car.
Francis and Gilbert couldn't help but to laugh.
"So how do you like the pizza?" Feliciano asked his brother. "Y'know I used some new spices too!"
Lovino, not much in the mood for talking or anything, was over at his brother's house currently tasting some of Feli's food.
"It's fine." Lovino muttered, taking another bite.
Feli sat across from him and eyed him down, "Are you okay?"
Lovino chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth before answering, "I'm okay."
"No you're not." Feliciano shook his head. "You seem so sad. What's wrong?"
Should Lovino really tell him? He hadn't even voiced his concerns to Antonio but then again he didn't really wish to. In just a few weeks, he'd be fine and wouldn't worry so much so why even tell Antonio? He didn't want to cause a fuss.
But, Lovino did feel like his worries were eating him alive so maybe telling his brother wouldn't be such a bad thing, it might even make him feel better.
"Okay I'll tell you." Lovino sighed pushing away his food, he suddenly wasn't much hungry. "I'm scared because.. Well because of miscarriage." He looked over at his brother but Feli only nodded for him to continue.
"I've been reading a few pregnancy books," Lovino continued, "And they were mentioning miscarriages and how they're very likely to happen with in the first trimester and that scares the hell out of me Feli."
"Lovino," Feliciano spoke up, "I'm sure that won't happen, actually, I know it won't happen. Now stop worrying, it's not good for your baby."
Lovino sighed and looked down. "How do you know it won't happen?"
"Because I know so, and I'm never wrong!" Feliciano smiled cheerfully.
"Yea well what about that time you told me to eat those berries we found when we were kids and that they were safe and I ended up getting food poisoning for like 3 days." Lovino told him.
"Okay that one time." Feli shrugged. "You shouldn't have listened to me anyway, I was not a very smart kid."
"You were smart yes but you had no common sense." Lovino replied.
"Ah what's the difference." Feli shrugged again with a laugh.
Two weeks had passed since that time. Every now and then, Lovino found himself looking at his reflection to see if his belly was growing. Sure enough, his belly was getting bigger as far as he could see, there was now a little bump forming. Though it was mostly noticeable when he was shirtless, other than that, no one would really be able to tell.
One night, Lovino had just gotten out of the shower, he was so ready for bed. Ever since he had first gotten pregnant, he'd been tired more than usual, it was a pretty normal thing for him by now. Though he did read in one of his books that the exhaustion should stop in his fourth month. God, Lovino couldn't wait for his second trimester, no more throwing up or exhaustion, that sounded like paradise.
Anyway, back to the present, Lovino was getting dressed in his pajamas as he had just gotten out of the shower. Pulling up his pants, he couldn't help feeling all bloated and fat, the pants stopped right under his new bump and he raised an eyebrow. Looking over in to the full sized mirror they kept in the bathroom, he got a side view of himself. He hadn't even noticed it before but his belly seemed to be sticking out quite a bit, he wouldn't be able to hide that much longer, it was becoming so round.
Lovino finished getting dressed before stepping out of the bathroom and into his bedroom where Antonio was lying in their shared king sized bed, he obviously looked asleep. So as quietly as he could, Lovino walked over and sat on his side of the bed.
"Finally you're out the shower!" Antonio exclaimed happily nearly giving Lovino a heart attack.
"You almost killed me just now!" Lovino exclaimed, placing a hand over his chest. "I thought you were sleeping, you just scared the crap out of me."
Antonio sat up, laughing lightly, "Sorry Lovi, I didn't mean to. I was trying to fall asleep but I got happy when you walked in."
"Jesus Christ, if you do that to me again I'm probably gonna end up punching you by accident." Lovino told him which resulted in another laugh from Antonio.
Lovino shook his head, with a slight grin before lying down under the blankets. Antonio laid beside him and so began their nightly cuddle session. Antonio held Lovino while they were spooning, the Italian backed up closer to his lover, it was comforting to him to be so close to Antonio right before they dozed off. Somehow, Antonio's hands found their way to Lovino's belly while they cuddled and upon feeling the new growth there he was a bit startled. He hadn't really felt on Lovino's belly in the past few weeks so he hadn't even noticed the baby bump.
"Lovi, what is that?" Antonio asked, patting Lovino's belly.
"It's my fucking belly." Lovino answered, eyes still closed from attempting to go to sleep. "I'm pregnant, remember? That's sort of what happens when people are pregnant, their belly's get bigger."
"Well I know that but I didn't think you'd be showing so soon!" Antonio exclaimed happily.
Lovino opened his eyes and turned to face his lover who just so happened to be smiling like an idiot.
"I'm already 3 months along of course I'd be showing." Lovino told him. "Even if it is just a little."
Antonio couldn't resist anymore, he was just so happy! He leaned forward and connected their lips in a sweet kiss, Lovino was happy to comply and kiss right back. When the kiss was over and they had both disconnected their lips, Antonio placed his hands under Lovino's shirt so he could feel his belly once again. It was such a nice feeling, the Spaniard could definitely get used to this, it just kept him thinking about how big Lovino's belly would continue to grow and how adorable it would be to see that.
"I love you." Antonio said just above a whisper.
"I love you too." Lovino replied with a smile.
In Lovino's mind, he suddenly started to think about the whole miscarriage thing again and all his fears flooded his mind. Maybe he should tell Antonio..
"Toni." Lovino spoke up, gazing into the other's eyes.
"Yes, mi corazón?" Antonio replied.
"I'm scared." The Italian nation admitted vaguely.
"Scared of what?" The Spaniard asked, his voice filled with concern.
"S-Scared of having a miscarriage.." He answered, looking down to the sight of his lover's tanned hands lovingly placed over his belly. "I-I'm scared that I'm gonna lose the baby. I mean, I've been reading all those books and they mention miscarriage and I'm only in my first trimester so it's been scaring me."
Antonio stood silent for a moment before speaking up, "You shouldn't be scared, Lovi. Yes, I know those things can happen but I'm sure it won't happen now. And you know it's okay to be scared about things like that but don't drive yourself crazy with it. Besides, like I said, I'm sure it won't happen." The Spaniard took one of his hands off of Lovino's belly and raised it to the Italian's chin, lifting up his head so their eyes could meet. "So no more frowning my love, everything will be okay, I promise."
In an instant, everything had gotten to Lovino and he found himself on the verge of tears. Honestly he thought Antonio would probably laugh about his fear or something but he didn't, he calmed him down and told him things would be okay. God, this was exactly one of the reasons why Lovino loved that man so much.
"What would I ever do with out you?" Lovino asked, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Hm I don't know." Antonio smiled in return, "You'd probably go crazy. I know I would with out you."
"You're sweet." Lovino said before leaning up and giving Antonio a small peck on the lips.
"And what was that for?" Antonio asked slyly when Lovino pulled back.
"For being a damn good husband like you always are." The Italian answered.
"Well thank you for the compliment." Antonio replied before giving Lovino a final good night kiss on the forehead.
It was a bit rare for Antonio to give him forehead kisses so this time around, Lovino could fell his face heat up in a blush.
"Goodnight, you bastard." Lovino mumbled, closing his eyes.
Antonio embraced him, holding the younger nation close to him before saying, "Good night, Lovi, have sweet dreams."
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