After spending the rest of the weekend there at Alfred's house, the couple said goodbye to their friends and happily headed back to their home in Madrid. After about a week or so of being home, Lovino couldn't take it anymore and dragged his husband down to one of those maternity clothing stores. The Italian nation could no longer fit it to any of his old clothes, not even one shirt. And with his belly growing more and more each week, he was in desperate need of some new clothes.
Now here there were, Lovino in one of the dressing rooms with Antonio standing outside holding a few shirts and jeans Lovino had picked up out of interest.
"Hand me the blue one!" Lovino called out from inside the dressing room.
Antonio looked to the pile of clothes in his hands and fished around for which ever shirt Lovino was talking about but upon searching, he found there were two blue shirts, one light blue and one dark blue.
"Lovi there's two blue ones here." Antonio told him, leaning against the dressing room door.
"Give me them both then, damn it!" Lovino snapped.
The Spaniard happily tossed both of the shirts over the door for his lover to catch. In about a minuet or so, Lovino opened the door, almost sending Antonio on his butt.
Antonio shrieked (not as manly as he would've liked) as he almost fell "Lovi you almost killed me!"
"Nobody told you to lean against the door, you stupid jerk." Lovino retorted. "How does this one look?"
Once Antonio got back his balance, he looked over the shirt Lovino was currently sporting a simple short sleeved dark blue shirt that complimented his protruding belly very well.
"I think it looks fine." Antonio answered honestly.
"Fine? Just fine?" Lovino crossed his arms. "Not 'hot' or 'sexy' or even 'damn fine'?"
"Hm well why don't you pick up something from the Victoria's Secret from across the street and then we'll talk about you being sexy." Antonio replied cheekily.
It wasn't unusual that Lovino's cheeks flared up in a blush.
"Why do you have to say things like that?" The younger nation questioned, trying to hide his blush.
"I'm just teasing you, mi corazón." Antonio laughed before giving Lovino's cheek a kiss, "Now go try on another shirt."
"Don't tell me what to do." Lovino retorted though he did obey.
Antonio threw a pretty red and white striped tank top over the dressing room door. After a few seconds, Lovino threw it right back over the door, causing it to land on the pile in his lover's arms.
"What's wrong, Lovi?" Antonio asked, facing the door.
"That shirt is fucking girly." Lovino answered, "It has a bow in the back."
Okay so it did have the most adorable red bow tied high up in the back, but it was cute! And Antonio really wanted to see Lovino wearing it.
"Come on, Lovi, it's not that bad!" Antonio said, throwing the shirt back over.
A few more seconds passed before Lovino spoke again, "I fucking hate you for making me try this on."
"I love you too, sweetheart." Antonio replied, rolling his eyes.
After Lovino tried on a few more shirts (though it took hours because he complained that everything he tried on made him look ugly and fat) they bought a fair amount of both shirts (even the red and white striped tank top with the cutest bow) and jeans and decided to head home.
When they got home, the first thing they both did was take showers, it was so hot and muggy outside that they couldn't resist. And to 'save water' Antonio insisted that they shower together though Lovino clearly knew that was a load of crap. After they were both showered and changed into some pajamas they decided on making dinner for themselves.
"Y'know," Lovino spoke as he chopped up some basil for the fettuccine he was going to make, "I was just thinking about how we should enjoy these last few months of peace and quiet."
"And why's that?" Antonio asked from beside him, grading some mozzarella cheese into a bowl.
"Because in less that four months we're going to have a newborn baby and those things can scream like hell." Lovino answered, "And then it'll be regular baby and then it'll be a screaming toddler and then a screaming kid-"
"But then it'll be a teenager after that so it shouldn't be so bad." Antonio shrugged.
"Who know's how long it's gonna take for our bambino to reach the physical age of a teenager? Jesus Christ it could be like a hundred years from now until that happens." Lovino replied.
"Oh I don't think it's gonna take that long." Antonio told him before chuckling. "You over exaggerate."
"I do not." Lovino pouted, looking up at him.
"Do too." Antonio teased, looking back down at him.
"No I-" The Italian began but stopped for a moment and put a hand over his belly, looking down at it as well.
Antonio raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you okay?"
Though his question stood unanswered with Lovino just standing there staring down at his belly.
"Lovino-"
"I think the bambino just moved." Lovino finally spoke before looking up at Antonio.
"What? How do you know if-"
"Because it felt weird. I read in a book what it will feel like when the baby moves for the first time and I just suddenly got a weird feeling in my belly. It felt like the way they described it in the book." Lovino explained.
"Well what does it feel like?" Antonio asked curiously.
"It feels like.. Pop corn popping if that makes sense.." Lovino tried his best to explain but Antonio could never imagine the feeling of that.
"Does it it hurt?" Antonio questioned.
"No." Lovino answered. "It just feels.. weird. Wait- see it's doing it again."
The smaller nation looked down towards his belly and poked it, "Hm it's like a bubbly feeling. I don't think it's gas though."
"Good thing you have a doctor's appointment next week." Antonio said. "She'll tell us what it is."
Sure enough, a week after the incident, the couple found themselves in the office of Doctor Sanchez who was excited to hear about the little popcorn feelings Lovino was talking about.
"Ah that does sound like the baby was moving!" She exclaimed happily, "Have you felt it much since then?"
"Well I've been feeling it every other day this past week." Lovino answered.
"Mhm I see." She nodded. "I'm pretty sure that was and still is your little one moving around. Hop up on the table and I'll have a quick listen to your belly."
Honestly, Lovino didn't want to get up from his seat in the comfy chair in front of her desk but it wasn't like he had much of a choice. So, mentally groaning, Lovino walked up to the hospital bed and sat up on it, Antonio followed behind him, standing close to the bed.
"Oh this may be a bit cold." Doctor Sanchez warned before pressing the metal chest piece of her stethoscope to his belly.
It stood silent for a few moments before she pulled the piece away.
"The baby's heart beat seems to be normal." She noted to herself.
After the quick listening, she started up the ultrasound machine so they could see a bit more on how the baby was doing. In less than five minuets, she was good to go and already pouring that dreadful gel on Lovino's belly. And so began the ultrasound; Doctor Sanchez began running that wand over his swollen belly to try and find their little one.
"Did you know," She began as a clear image of their baby was finally shown on the screen, "Your little one is about the size of an avocado."
"Wow that was pretty fast," Antonio chuckled, referring to the growth of their baby, "I didn't think it was that big."
"Honestly I didn't think so either." Lovino nodded, looking at the screen.
In an instant, the little one moved over a little and Lovino could clearly feel it, it felt like that little weird 'popcorn' feeling he tried to describe. The three of them looked intently to the screen and watched as the baby inside of Lovino moved it's little hand up and pop it's thumb in it's mouth, clearly sucking on it like any baby would.
The couple couldn't help smiling at the same time, it was just about the most adorable thing they'd ever seen.
"Did you feel the baby move again?" Doctor Sanchez asked Lovino.
"Sí I felt it again, it felt like a weird fluttering." Lovino answered.
"It's going to feel like a couple of different things but I'm sure you'll be able to tell it's the baby and not something else." She told him, "Oh and by the way, you should try to gain at least 13 pounds this trimester."
Hearing that, Lovino almost died, he didn't want to gain all that weight, he was very self conscious about things like that. Though he knew he had to for the baby.. He'd just have to work extra hard to get the weight off afterward. Lovino simply gave a nod in her direction.
With a smile, Doctor Sanchez looked back to the screen, "Hm I can tell you the baby's gender if you'd like. I can clearly see it's little parts that will tell me so."
Antonio and Lovino looked to one another as if to consult each other. Did they really want to know what the baby would be?
"Do you think we should find out now?" Antonio asked, holding on to Lovino's hand.
"I mean, it would be nice but.." Lovino tried to think for a moment. "Maybe we should just keep it a surprise."
"But Lovi you know I'm impatient." Antonio whined.
"You can wait another four months or so." Lovino told him.
"Fine." Antonio pouted.
Doctor Sanchez let out a light laugh, "Well I guess if you decide you want to know the gender before birth, you can come back and I'll tell you both."
"Sounds good." Lovino nodded.
"I think it's going to be a girl." Antonio said honestly as he drove them down the road leading up to their house.
They were currently in their car going back and forth on what they thought the baby would be. Antonio thought it was going to be a girl but Lovino had another idea..
"I'm telling you it's going to be a boy." Lovino retorted.
"And what makes you think that?" Antonio questioned.
"Because I just have a gut feeling." Lovino told him.
"I think your 'gut feeling' is wrong." Antonio said, pulling the car into their driveway.
"Listen, if it's a girl, I'll give you 20 euros." Lovino said, unbuckling his seatbelt as Antonio did the same, "If it's a boy, you owe me 20 euros."
"Are we really betting on our baby's gender?" Antonio asked before they both stepped out of the car.
The couple slammed the doors shut before Lovino answered, "Damn right we are. You are so gonna owe me 20 euros."
They walked into the house kicking off their shoes near the front door.
"I'm gonna go change my clothes, bastard." Lovino said before walking off.
A few minuets after, Antonio had made his way to the living room to watch a little tv and relax and Lovino had come back downstairs to join him, seeing as he had nothing better to do.
"Ay Lovi you look so sexy." Antonio smirked as Lovino entered the room.
But all the Italian had on was one of Antonio's T-shirts and a pair of stretchy pajama shorts, it was hardly sexy, in fact it was anything but that.
"What are you talking about?" Lovino wondered, walking over to the couch.
"I mean you look so sexy in my shirt," Antonio explained, "Especially with your belly showing off like that."
"You think my belly is.. sexy?" Lovino asked.
Antonio cheerfully nodded in response.
"You're weird," Lovino said but that did not stop him from climbing and sitting on to his husband's lap, "But it's not like I mind it."
Antonio placed his tanned hands at Lovino's hips with a smirk playing at his lips, "Bésame, mi amor."
"Certamente." Lovino mumbled before connecting their lips.
In a matter of seconds, the small kiss turned out to be a very heated make out session with Antonio passionately rubbing his hands all over Lovino's body, earning small moans from the Italian as he did so. After a few more seconds, they ended up in the position of Antonio on top of Lovino as they made out, the smaller nation's legs wrapped around the Spaniards waist as Antonio felt on his lover's belly.
And then the door bell rang.
"Aye dios mio, hijo de puta!" Antonio swore, getting up from his position. "Qué demonios!?"
"I love it when you curse." Lovino smirked.
"When I get back, I'll be sure to curse a little more then." Antonio teased before standing up and walking off to the front door.
Lovino sat up as he heard the door open and fixed his dismayed shirt a little bit before hearing a, "Qué demonios estás haciendo aquí?" from Antonio who sounded utterly pissed.
"Olá irmão."
Fuck.
With a groan, Lovino stood up and walked over to the door where the almost identical brothers were having a stare down. Antonio definitely looked more upset while his older brother looked to be more mischievous.
"Ciao Alvarez." Lovino waved to the 'spain look alike' (well technically Spain was more of his look alike but whatever) hoping to end what ever the hell they were doing.
"Oh olá, Lovino." Spain's older brother, Portugal (or as his human name was, Alvarez) greeted.
"What are you doing over here?" Lovino asked curiously.
"Yea, what are you doing over here? Stay on your side of the land." Antonio crossed his arms.
"Oh hush, Toni." Lovino glared at him.
"Well I heard from Tim that Lovino here announced that he was pregnant at America's party so I had to stop by of course." Alvarez explained. "I mean what kind of an uncle would I be?"
Antonio groaned, putting his hands over his face.
Well as you might have already guessed, the two brothers didn't get along very well and really haven't for a while. They're relationship sucked and they hardly ever saw each other though they had no desire to see each other in the first place. However, Alvarez was completely cool with Lovino, the Italian had no problem with him. Lovino thought the brothers were so childish with each other.
"How long will you be visiting?" Lovino asked his brother in law.
"Only about a week," Alvarez grabbed his little brother in a 'playful' head lock and frazzled the Spaniards hair, "That is if meu irmão will let me."
Antonio tried pushing away from his brother but obviously he wasn't as strong as him.
"A-Actuall-" Antonio went to protest but Lovino jumped in.
"-Of course we'll let you." The Italian assured him, "You can stay in the extra guest room we have."
"WHAT?" Antonio exclaimed but Alvarez smiled a little.
"Ah, obrigado." Alvarez nodded, letting his brother go.
"But Lovi-" Antonio whined.
"Nope." Lovino held up a hand. "I don't care. I think you two need to work on your relationship as brothers. I mean how is our baby supposed to enjoy the company of it's uncle when you two go at it every time you see each other?"
Damn it, Antonio knew he had a point.
"Fine." The Spaniard pouted, "But only because you put it like that."
"Good." Lovino nodded, "Now Alvarez, go get your bags from the car, Toni will show you to the guest room."
A/N: I thought it was about time that I brought Spain's big brother into the story so... hERE HE IS THE AMAZING PORTUGAL! I used the human name 'Alvarez' because I dunno I feel like it fits him.
I was going to make them learn the gender of the baby buuuut I figured why not make it a surprise and have you guys wonder through out the rest of the chapters ^-^
I didn't think I was gonna update this weekend but uh yea here's the update! The next chapter will be filled with Alvarez and Antonio so I hope you guys don't mind that haha
Translations:
Bésame, mi amor = Kiss me, my love
Certemente = Of Course
Aye Dios mio, Hijo de Puta! = Oh my god, son of a bitch!
Qué Demonios?! = What the hell?!
Qué demonios estás haciendo aquí? = What the hell are you doing here?
Olá irmão = Hello, brother
meu irmãon = My brother
obrigado = thank you
So thanks for reading!
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