"I can't fit into any of my clothes anymore!" Lovino complained.
"I'm sure you're just over exaggerating." Antonio told him, folding some of his own clothes and placing them in his suit case.
The Italian sent a glare in his lover's direction before attempting to button his shirt again. It just didn't button over his belly which was growing more and more every week. He was at least grateful to be in his second trimester by now, he was just shy of 15 weeks which was roughly 4 months already. Now Lovino wasn't so worried and could actually enjoy pregnancy. Especially since most of those horrible symptoms he experienced before were now gone.
"Look, it doesn't button up over this!" Lovino said, pointing to his round belly.
Antonio looked over to him and showed off one of his cheerful smiles, "Your belly is so cute Lovi! It's getting so much bigger!"
"Are you calling me fat?" Lovino scowled.
Oh no. Mood swings. Antonio forgot how sensitive Lovino was now.
"No- I was just saying-" Antonio tried explaining himself but Lovino looked like he was boiling with rage.
"You are calling me fat!" Lovino started to cry.
Dios mio, Antonio felt like bashing his head in to the floor. Like he said before, mood swings were the worst.
"Lovino, you're not fat." Antonio told him, packing away a few more things, "You're pregnant, there's a difference."
"Y-You don't think I'm fat?" Lovino wondered, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.
"Of course I don't think you're fat." Antonio answered honestly with a small smile. "In fact I think you look beautiful with your belly like that."
At that, Lovino started blushing and easily became flustered.
"Don't say things like that, you bastard." The Italian said before sniffling.
"But it's true." Antonio shrugged. "Now, why don't you just wear one of my shirts for now? Then you can finish packing."
"Okay." Lovino nodded.
The two of them were going to be traveling back to the U.S for America and Canada's birthday party. Yep it was the fourth of july day weekend and Alfred was going to be throwing a huge birthday part for the both of them but set it for the fourth of july because it would be a bit more convenient even though they had different birthdays.
Now, the couple was packing up everything they needed, their flight was scheduled for tomorrow morning. Alfred would be picking them up from the air port and they were to stay at his house for the weekend. The only thing that scared Lovino now was the chance of anyone finding out about his pregnancy just yet. Of course he'd let the other nation's know eventually but telling everyone at Alfred's birthday party didn't seem ideal. It would take away from Alfred and Matthew's special day, it actually seemed a bit selfish to announce his pregnancy at a time like that. Lovino was sure that if he announced it there, all the nations would go crazy with baby talk and it would ruin the evening. So maybe a different time would be better or maybe he'd just not hide it at the next world meeting so every one would get the idea.
"When we come back," Lovino began as he pulled on a bigger shirt, "I need to go shopping for bigger clothes."
"Aw you're going to be wearing maternity clothes, Lovi." Antonio smiled happily. "You're going to look so adorable!"
"Shut up." Lovino blushed.
The next morning, as planned, they both got up early maybe around 5:00 in the morning. Their flight was to take off at around 6 so Antonio rushed them out of the house so they wouldn't miss it.
The flight was almost like it was a few months ago when they traveled to the states for the world meeting. Antonio slept through most of it but Lovino was awake the whole time, he couldn't sleep even though he was tired he couldn't get comfortable enough. Not only that but his back hurt like a bitch, it was really annoying and no matter which way he sat, his back felt achy.
After 8 long, agonizing hours, they finally landed at the air port.
"Lovi my neck hurts." Antonio complained as they waited for their luggage to come around.
"Well it's your fault for sleeping all weird when ever we get on a plane." Lovino told him. "Besides your neck is nothing compared to how bad my back hurts."
"Aw Lovi, don't worry I'll give you a nice massage when we get to Alfred's house." Antonio assured him.
"Grazie." Lovino nodded.
After a few minuets, their bags came around and they both picked them up the proceeded to walk to the parking lot where Alfred was probably waiting. As expected, the American was leaning against his car with pajamas on and sipping a mug of coffee. Upon seeing them, Alfred's eyes lit up and he smiled.
"Yo dudes!" Alfred called out, waving one arm.
Lovino quickly fixed the front of the hoodie that he was wearing to avoid Alfred seeing his belly.
"Why the fuck are you in your pajamas?" Lovino asked, raising an eye brow.
"'Cause dude, I just got here a few minuets and I woke up late. I forgot I had to pick you guys up today." Alfred explained. "Iggy's in the car but he's out cold, probably snoring and everything. Charlotte's sleeping too in her carseat."
"You're such a forgetful bastard." Lovino told him.
"Yea I know" Alfred laughed. "But at least I'm here!"
After a few more minuets of small talk, Alfred packed both of their suitcases in the trunk of his car then the three of them got in. Sure enough, Arthur was curled up in the front passenger seat, snoring lightly as he slept. Charlotte however must've woken up upon hearing people enter the car. Soon, she was looking around, smiling and cooing.
"Ciao bambina." Lovino cooed at her which earned an adorable smile from her and even a bit more cooing.
"Dude she really likes you." Alfred smiled as he started up the car. "You're surprisingly good with kids."
"What do you mean surprisingly? I'm the best with kids." Lovino declared.
"Yea except for when they start crying." Antonio chuckled. "Then you walk away or panic."
"Shut your whore mouth." Lovino said, nudging Antonio's arm.
"How's the food coming along, dude?"
"Don't ask me questions, idiota, get out of the kitchen."
When they arrived back to Alfred's house, the American nation immediately sent every one to do a job. Arthur was sent to put up decorations while Antonio and Lovino were sent to cook food for the party tonight. Not too long after, Francis and Matthew arrived so Francis had been sent to make food as well. Alfred insisted that his brother just relax since he was 8 months pregnant but he claimed he was fine and that he should help cook too.
So, back to the present, all four nations were standing in the kitchen constantly mixing or measuring and putting things in the oven or even stirring pots atop the stove.
"But I wanna knoooow" Alfred whined.
"Some of the food is almost done." Matthew told him. "Stop being so impatient and go finish the decorations."
"Fine." Alfred pouted.
With that, the blond nation walked out of the kitchen to go finish blowing up the balloons in the back.
"When do you think everyone else will be here?" Antonio asked aloud, stirring a sauce in one of the pots.
"Well, mon ami, I believe they will be here some time in the afternoon." Francis answered.
"I'm done cooking." Lovino announced.
"But Lovi, the food isn't ready." Antonio told him.
"I know that but I'm taking a break, my back hurts." The Italian replied before walking off to go lay down.
Hours had passed and Lovino hadn't come out of the guest room so Antonio decided to go check on him.
"Lovi, the food's done and people are going to start arriving any minuet." Antonio spoke upon entering the room.
Lovino was cuddled under the blankets, snoring as he slept. How would Antonio even wake him up? He was sure his lover would be mad at him for disrupting his sleep.. but then again, he had to.
"Lovi, wake up." Antonio said quietly, shaking Lovino's shoulder gently.
"Noooo." Lovino whined sleepily, "Go away."
"But the party." Antonio replied.
"But I'm tired." Lovino complained, opening his eyes to look up at the Spaniard.
"After the party, you can sleep as long as you want to." Antonio assured him.
With a groan, Lovino sat up straight and rubbed his eyes, "I'll be out there in a few minuets."
The Spanish nation nodded before happily trotting out of the room. Sure enough, after a few minuets, Lovino emerged from the guest room and was greeted with a hug from his little brother.
"Lovino! Long time no see!" Feliciano exclaimed happily.
"I just saw you like 2 weeks ago." Lovino sighed, pushing his brother off of him. "Who else is here?"
"Hm, well there's me, Germany oh we brought Lukas too. Gilbert, Austria and their bambino, oh he's the cutest thing~" Feli went on. "Hungary's here too and the rest of the nations are just arriving. Oh and by the way, nice save with the oversized sweaters."
The younger nation gave a tug on Lovino's green hoodie which covered up his round belly for the most part.
"Is it really noticeable?" Lovino asked.
"Not really, a tiny bit." Feli told him honestly.
The brothers began to walk down the hallway and made their way down to the kitchen where Francis and Antonio were bringing out the food. At the same time, there was a knock at the front door.
"I'll get it dudes!" Alfred exclaimed, running to the door like an excited child.
"Ooh I wonder who that could be." Feli smiled as he and Lovino walked outside to the backyard.
The backyard was decorated beautifully, red white and blue streamers hung every where, balloons tied up to fences, the food was neatly piled on one of the tables, all the party hats and noise makers were American and Canadian. It looked really nice and lively.
"Oh there's my little Lovino!" An excited voice called out.
Before he knew it, the nation of Belgium attacked him in a hug.
"Hi Emma." Lovino smiled hugging her back.
"Aw why don't you ever hug me?" Feli whined.
"because I see you like every day." Lovino sighed as Emma pulled away.
"It's so good to be seeing you. I think you've grown!" The blonde smiled.
"More like shrunk." Feli muttered before giggling.
"Shut up." Lovino snapped at him.
"Oh Emma, I haven't seen you in a while." Elizabeta said, walking up to them.
"Elizabeta! I know I've missed you!" Emma exclaimed before giving her friend a hug.
As the night progressed, more and more nations appeared all happily congratulating Alfred and Matthew on their birthdays. Lovino couldn't help noticing how many nations brought their babies to the party and how adorable they all were. Especially Finland and Sweden's newborn, she was so adorable, almost as adorable as Charlotte.
"Go get me more food." Lovino told Antonio, giving him the plate he just finished eating from.
"But that was your second plate." Antonio said.
"I'm still hungry." Lovino pouted. "Besides, I'm eating for two."
"True." Antonio sighed before standing up from his seat beside Lovino.
Once he walked off, Alfred came running up to Lovino.
"How're ya enjoying the party 'mano?" The American asked excitedly.
Alfred's cheek was painted with red white and blue glitter, he was wearing American flag themed clothes as well. It was the most American thing Lovino had ever seen.
"It's pretty cool." Lovino shrugged.
"So then why are you just sitting here? Come dance with me!" Alfred said.
Truthfully, Lovino would love to get up and dance but his back was killing him and he still wasn't done stuffing his face with the french food Francis made.
"I'm not really in the mood for dancing." Lovino lied.
"Fine." Alfred said with a pout. "Come have a drink with me then, there's this cool wine Francis brought that tastes awesome, I know you'll like it."
Yet again, something Lovino couldn't do. It really sucked because he had been dying for a glass of wine for months but he couldn't drink it, he refused to even have a sip.
"I don't really want any." Lovino lied once more because he could really go for a cold glass of wine right now.
"WHAT?" Alfred exclaimed. "You don't want wine?! But you always drink wine!"
"Is everything okay?" came the sound of Antonio's voice as he walked up to them, a plate stacked with food in hand.
"Alfred's having a hard time processing the fact that I don't want wine." Lovino explained, taking the plate from Antonio. "Grazie, mio amore."
"De nada, mi corazón." Antonio replied sitting back down.
"Lovino you have to try this!" Feliciano said walking up to him, holding a french dessert.
"I've already tried that and it was amazing." Lovino told him.
Alfred took that chance to walk away and find Arthur. The Englishman was talking to Matthew about something while holding Charlotte in his arms.
"Iggy!" Alfred exclaimed, running up to them, "Something's wrong with Lovino!"
"Oh my god, what is it?! Is he alright?!" Arthur panicked trying to spot said Italian.
"What? No he's not! Listen to this, he refused wine." Alfred explained.
Arthur narrowed his eyes at his husband. Was he serious?
"You're joking right?" Arthur asked unamused.
"What?" Alfred asked.
"I thought there was a real emergency, bloody hell." Arthur rolled his eyes.
"I'm telling you, somethings up with him." Alfred said, "Remember when he was over here last time? I knew something was up. There's still something wrong with him."
The English nation already knew what was 'wrong' with Lovino, but he had promised to keep his mouth shut about it.
"There's nothing wrong with him, he's fine." Arthur insisted.
Back at the table, Lovino and Feliciano were eating some food while Antonio chatted with Gilbert about random topics. Suddenly, the nation of Poland came skipping up to them, sporting a very fabulous american flag dress.
"Like hi you guys." Poland smiled to the group of people.
"Ve~ Ciao Feliks!" Veneziano smiled in return.
Lovino and Antonio simply waved. Feliks glanced down and Lovino's belly and smiled widely.
"So it is true!" The Polish man exclaimed.
"W-What are you talking about?" Lovino questioned.
"You!" Feliks pointed to his belly. "I can't believe you're pregnant! I'm like so happy for you!"
The loud exclamation made most of the nations turn their heads and murmur amongst themselves. Another pregnant nation? How exciting!
"I told you not to tell anyone!" Feli cried out.
Lovino glared daggers at his little brother, he should've known he was the one to blabber.
"Well I didn't tell just anyone, I told him." Feliks shrugged. "I'm pretty sure he already like knows he's pregnant."
"I'm going to fucking kill you." Lovino hissed at his brother.
"LOVINO YOU'RE PREGNANT?!" Alfred exclaimed, running over to him.
"Why do these things happen to me?" Lovino muttered under his breath.
In less than a minuet, almost all of the nations came flocking over to him and Antonio, congratulating them. They were all so happy for there to be another pregnant nation! That means another new baby nation would be here soon!
"My little Lovino, I'm so happy for you!" Belgium smiled before hugging the Italian tightly.
"Th-Thanks." Lovino said a bit awkwardly.
"Well we already knew but congrats Toni!" Gil exclaimed, smacking Antonio's back.
"Ow! Thanks I guess." Antonio said, rubbing his back.
"Why didn't you tell me, dude? I thought we were best buds!" Alfred told Lovino, honestly feeling a bit hurt.
"Because of personal things." Lovino vaguely replied. "I-I'll tell you why later."
"Okay." Alfred said sadly.
"We have to plan you a baby shower just like we did with all the other pregnant nations. Remember how amazing yours was, Matthew?" The nation of Finland spoke, turning to the Canadian.
"Oh yes, I do. It was lovely." Matthew nodded with a smile.
With a smile in return, Finland asked, "So how far along are you?"
"Only four months.." Lovino answered shyly.
"What do you mean only four? You're practically halfway through your pregnancy." Elizabeta grinned.
"I haven't thought of it like that." Lovino said honestly. "Really, lets stop talking about me and lets celebrate Alfred and Matthew's birthdays huh?"
"I like the sound of that!" Alfred smiled proudly.
Immediately following, the sound of fireworks near by could be heard and the sky was giving off different color glows. Then, a few fire works made their appearance before all the nations, proudly gleaming red white and blue. Some fireworks were even decorated in silly smiley face patterns or pretty heart patterns.
Although, both Antonio and Lovino wished the evening could have gone a little differently, they both could agree that the night was still pretty fun and amazing.
"Okay so the reason you didn't tell me you were pregnant was 'cause you were scared 'bout losing the baby?" Alfred asked.
"Yea.. I know it might sound a little silly."
Both Alfred and Lovino were up late, it was around 3:00am, and they were in fact eating ice cream and watching That's So Raven on DVD because Alfred loved that show. They hadn't had much quality time in months so, with all the other nations long gone to their hotels, why not chill now?
"It's not silly." Alfred insisted. "Y'know, Artie was really scared about miscarriage too when he found out he was pregnant."
"Really?" Lovino asked before taking another bite of ice cream.
"Yep. But he eventually got over it and started getting all happy about a baby." Alfred looked to Lovino. "And you know, you look adorable with a baby bump."
Currently, Lovino was proudly showing off his protruding belly by not wearing any sweater of some sort. All he had on was one of Antonio's t-shirts and some pajama pants. Even though the shirt was a bit big on him, his baby bump was still very much noticeable.
Upon hearing the comment, Lovino's cheeks flushed red and he looked down to the bowl in his hands.
"Shut your face." Lovino told him, still a bit flustered. He always got that way when people called him 'adorable' or 'cute'.
Alfred laughed, "You know I'm just teasin'"
Lovino laughed lightly before playfully punching Alfred's arm. "I know, bastard."
((A/N: This was the longest chapter in this story believe it or not but it was pretty fun to write!
So yea sorry for it being so long!
I don't think I'll be able to update over the weekend but I will try to update next week. Oh, I'm so excited to write the next chapter! I don't wanna give spoilers but it's gonna be.. pretty interesting!
Anyways, thanks for reading and thanks for all of your nice reviews!
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