A/N: Okay guys, here it is, the final chapter! It's a quick look at a typical day in their lives now.
I'm writing the a/n now because it just seemed like a better fit.
So, I just want to say to guys, thank you! Thank you for all of your continuous support on this story and thank you for reading this and sticking with it to the end, you guys are just amazing! I'm going to start working on the first chapter of the sequel soon so it should be up in no time, please be patient with that. It's up, I'll most likely try to add a link to it in this story but still be on the look out for it in case I forget.
Thanks again and I hope you enjoy!
It had been a year and a half since Lovino and Antonio had become proud parents to a beautiful baby boy and the couple couldn't believe how fast their little one was growing. Their days were now filled with even more happiness and the cheerful laughter of their son. They had their good days with little Alessandro and then there were the days where he had his mother's harsh attitude and stood grumpy all day. Though a typical day started something like this.
"Mama!"
Lovino snuggled deeper under the blanket, snoring right through the sound of the voice.
"Mama!"
Antonio, who was laying beside him, rolled over and opened his eyes ever so slightly. "Lovi."
"Mm what?" Lovino asked sleepily, his eyes still closed as he clutched on to his pillow.
"Alessandro wants you." Antonio answered, closing his eyes again.
"Why can't you go?" The Italian groaned.
"Mama!"
"I believe he said 'mama', Lovi." Antonio said before yawning, "Besides, I got him yesterday."
With a sigh, Lovino sat up straight and looked to the nightstand beside him. The digital clock displayed the time, 6:42. The sun was starting make it's appearance and Lovino hoped Alessandro would be able to go back to sleep for at least another hour or two.
Lovino stood up off the bed and walked to the next door down. As he opened it and stepped inside the brightly painted room, he could see his sons head of brunet curls since the baby was obviously sitting up.
"Mama!" Alessandro called out again, unaware that his mother was already in the room.
"I'm right here bambino." Lovino said as he walked up to the crib.
Alessandro looked up with a huge smile and his hazel eyes lit up at the sight of Lovino.
"Mama." Alessandro smiled happily, reaching up.
Lovino scooped the little one out of the crib and kissed his tan, chubby cheek. "What's the matter, bambino?"
After a moment, the baby looked down and patted his the spot on his onsie where his diaper was underneath. "Bee."
By now, both Lovino and Antonio knew that was Alessandro's way of saying that his diaper was wet and that he needed to be changed. So, within seconds, Lovino brought Alessandro to the changing table and began cleaning the little boy up. After putting a fresh diaper on Alessandro, Lovino brought him back to the crib.
"Noooo!" Alessandro whined clinging on to his mother's shirt before he could be put into his crib.
"Not sleepy anymore?" Lovino asked.
After a moment Alessandro spoke again, "Dada?"
"You want to see papá?" Lovino smiled and the little boy perked up at the mention of his dad, "Come on then."
Back in the master bedroom, Antonio was sleeping soundly as he snored, not even hearing Lovino enter the room with their cooing son. Upon seeing Antonio, Alessandro smiled excitedly and reached for him.
"Dada!" Alessandro squealed.
Antonio's eyes half opened after a few blinks and he woke up to the sight of Lovino standing over him with Alessandro in his arms.
"Buenos dias mi hijo." Antonio smiled as Lovino placed the boy in his arms.
"He wasn't sleepy anymore." Lovino explained, laying beside his husband. "We can stay in bed for another hour or so until you decide to get up and make me breakfast."
"What gave you the idea that I was cooking?" Antonio chuckled, "I'm too tired to even think of doing anything."
"And that is why I am giving you an hour." Lovino said before kissing the Spaniards cheek. "Toni you need to shave." The Italian patted his lover's chin where stubble was coming in.
Seeing what his mama had done, Alessandro decided to lean in and press a sloppy kiss to Antonio's cheek. The little boy giggled at the feeling of the stubble his dad's facial hair and rubbed his little hands against it.
"Ale seems to enjoy it." Antonio smiled.
"He enjoys almost everything." Lovino rolled his eyes. "So before you make me breakfast shave it or else no more kisses."
Antonio gasped dramatically, "You wouldn't."
"Oh I would." Lovino nodded with a playful grin.
With out a moment to spare, Antonio attacked his husband with kisses and Lovino burst out in laughter.
"It tickles and itches, stop!" Lovino laughed.
Alessandro squealed with excitement at the sight and Antonio laughed.
"Does mi tomate want kisses too?" Antonio asked the boy playfully.
The baby smiled brightly, showing off a few of his small teeth. The Spaniard roared playfully before attacking his son with kisses like he had just does to his husband. Lovino sat back and smiled at the sight of two of them laughing and playing. Yea, this is how their mornings usually began now.
After many protests and wasted effort, Lovino was the one who ended up making breakfast. Since he was feeling rather lazy, he decided to just make some pancakes for them all. Antonio took it upon himself to get Alessandro ready to eat. It didn't take long but when breakfast was ready, Lovino served Antonio and put two little pancakes on one of Alessandro's animal shaped plates, this one happened to be in the shape of an elephant.
The couple sat across from each other while Alessandro was seated in his high chair.
"Make sure he doesn't get too messy, remember the last time I made pancakes." Lovino warned.
Antonio did remember, there was an accident with the syrup and it ended up all over the floor. The kitchen floor was sticky for almost a whole week.
"Don't worry, Lovi, there won't be a mess this time." Antonio assured him, only pouring a little bit of syrup on Alessandro's food.
The little boy quickly tried to stick one of his pudgy hands into the puddle of syrup on the plate but Antonio pushed his hand away gently.
"Do you have work today?" Lovino asked, taking a bite of his pancakes.
"Hm I don't think so." Antonio answered, feeding Alessandro a small piece of pancake.
"Alright." Lovino nodded.
"Why? Do you like it when I stay home?" Antonio teased.
"Shut up, I do not." Lovino blushed, pushing food around on his bank.
"Yes you do." Antonio smiled, his attention focusing on Lovino instead of the baby who was dipping his hand in syrup. "You know what? I miss you too when I'm gone."
"I didn't say I miss you when you leave." Lovino retorted.
"You didn't have to, mi amor, I know you're too stubborn to admit it." Antonio chuckled.
Lovino rolled his eyes before looking over at Alessandro. The baby was sucking syrup off of his fingers. Lovino almost cringed, seeing that he got it in his soft curly hair and all over the sleeves of his onsie.
"You told me not to worry." Lovino sighed. "And look at the bambino."
Antonio turned to see the smiling baby covered in syrup and he chuckled nervously.
"Lo siento." He apologized.
"Looks like he's going to need a bath after breakfast." Lovino replied.
Just as he said, Alessandro did need a bath. When ever Antonio fed him, this was an expected result. So after all three of them ate, the baby was immediately put in the tub. Lovino poured baby shampoo on his son's hair in an attempt to get rid of the sticky mess that caked in his hair.
"I told you to watch him." Lovino sighed.
Antonio was kneeling beside him against the bath tub while using some bath tubs to play with Alessandro.
"Sorry, I didn't think he was going to make a mess." Antonio replied squeaking a rubber frog that made Alessandro giggle.
"Next time, I'm feeding him." Lovino said, rubbing the shampoo in his son's hair. He was extra careful not to touch that one curl that was identical to his own.
"Alright." Antonio nodded. "So I take it that I'm making lunch?"
"I'm so glad that you already know." Lovino smirked.
After rinsing off Alessandro's hair, Lovino went off to wash the rest of the sticky baby. When he was deemed clean by his mother, the Italian lifted him up out the tub and Antonio wrapped the baby in a fluffy green towel. Lovino unplugged the drain and cleaned up the toys from the tub while Antonio got Alessandro dressed in a blue short sleeved shirt and little cargo shorts.
When Lovino came walking into the room, Antonio smiled brightly.
"Why don't we read the bebé a story?" Antonio suggested, "It's been a while since we all sat down and did that."
"Alright, that sounds good." Lovino nodded. Though Alessandro didn't understand much of what was going on, he got a little cheerful burst of energy.
In a few minuets time, Lovino pulled one of Alessandro's favorite books off of the bookshelf. It was the Spanish version of the book Knuffle Bunny, El Conejito Knuffle. Soon the little family was sitting on the soft carpet where the baby's toy chest rested overflowing with toys. Alessandro sat in the middle of them, Antonio sat to the left holding one end of the book and Lovino sat on the right holding the other end. The couple took turns reading the pages of the book and Alessandro absolutely loved it.
"Nada más abrir la puerta la mamá de Trixie preguntó." Lovino read off the page.
"¿Dónde está el conejito Knuffle?" Antonio read off of the next.
Alessandro paused for a moment and pointed at the page.
"G- Gon.." Alessandro stuttered, obviously trying to repeat something, "Gon-eyo!"
"Is he trying to say conejito?" Lovino wondered.
"Gon-eyo!" Alessandro repeated happily.
"Aye, mi hijo, you're so smart!" Antonio praised.
"Gon-eyo." Alessandro giggled in response. He hadn't quite got it but if kept repeating it, he'd probably say it properly in no time.
The parents went back to reading and each time one of them said conejito, Alessandro broke into a fit of giggles before trying to say the word. After reading all together, Antonio got a call from his boss telling him to look over some files he had in his office. While Antonio went to work in the other room, Lovino thought of something fun for him and Alessandro to do.
"Look bambino, can you say tomato?" Lovino asked with a smile, pointing to the fruit in front of them.
The two of them were outside in the fields, Lovino decided to take the baby outside to harvest a few tomatoes. The baby always liked being out back in the wide open space. Soon they found themselves in the fields for way over an hour. At the moment, Alessandro was standing in front of a tomato plant, interested with the growing fruit.
"M-Maydo!" Alessandro repeated.
"Eh, close enough." Lovino chuckled, picking one off of the vine. "Here." He placed the fruit in his son's little hands.
Alessandro inspected it before toddling over to the basket and putting it on top of the other tomatoes they gathered.
"Such a good boy. You're mama's little helper." Lovino praised.
"Lovi, are you out here?"
"Yea, I'm out here!" Lovino called back.
"Dada?" Alessandro asked, his eyes lighting up with happiness.
"Yep, papí should be here any second now." Lovino told the little boy.
When Antonio came into view, Alessandro instantly squealed.
"Dada!" He exclaimed.
"Hola, pequeño." Antonio smiled, lifting the boy off the ground.
"I've got a few tomatoes." Lovino said, lifting up the basket. "Now's a perfect time for you to get started on lunch."
"Hm that sounds good, it is noon. I bet mi tomate is hungry isn't he." Antonio cooed, tickling the baby's pudgy belly, sending the little one in a fit of giggles.
"See this is how you feed a baby, idiota."
Lovino smirked as he placed a spoonful of paella in Alessandro's mouth. The baby hummed happily as he chewed and tapped his little fingers against his highchair.
"You're never going to let me live this down are you?" Antonio chuckled before taking a bite of his food.
"Nope, not ever." Lovino replied, "Now that I think about it, almost every time you feed him it leads to a mess. Remember that one time you were supposed to be feeding him cake on his birthday and he got chocolate frosting in his hair and up his nose?"
"That time wasn't my fault, Francis was distracting me with a really funny story." Antonio protested.
"Mhm." Lovino hummed, rolling his eyes.
"Mama." Alessandro spoke up.
The nation turned his head to look at his son who just so happened to be pouting.
"What's wrong, sweetie, do you want more?" Lovino asked, lifting the spoon to the baby's mouth.
Alessandro whined and shook his head. "Nooo!"
Lovino raised an eyebrow and retracted the spoon. "Che succede?"
Alessandro patted the front of his pants, "Bee!"
"Well Toni I guess it's time for you to take him, he needs a diaper change." Lovino said, lifting the baby out of his high chair.
"Alright." Antonio nodded, putting down his spoon to pick up his son.
"I'll clean up the table if you're done." Lovino told him, handing over the little boy.
"Okay." The Spaniard smiled, "then we can watch movies with the bebé."
The small family usually only watched movies together whenever Antonio wasn't busy at work. However, when Antonio wasn't home, Lovino and Alessandro watched cartoons like Dora the Explorer or Backyardigans.
"Ugh you're so lovey dovey." Lovino complained, standing up.
"But you love it." Antonio teased, standing up as well with Alessandro in his arms.
"Shut up." Lovino replied, picking up two plates.
The older nation smiled in response then carried Alessandro off to his room to be changed. Within the 5 minuets that the two were upstairs, Lovino managed to clear the table and wash a few dishes. Once he was done with that, the Italian settled down in the living room and turned on the tv in preparation for whatever movie Antonio was going to suggest.
"Mama!"
Lovino's head quickly turned to see Alessandro toddle into the room with Antonio walking behind him.
"Ciao bambino." Lovino smiled.
"I don't get a hello?" Antonio pouted.
"Ciao Antonio." Lovino rolled his eyes.
"Hola mi amor." Antonio greeted back. "What movie are we going to watch?"
"I don't know, what ever you want to watch." Lovino shrugged.
"What about the Pirates of the Caribbean!? I love that movie!" Antonio exclaimed cheerfully.
"Okay I don't think Alessandro needs to see his father have a mental breakdown over memories and flashbacks of things that happened centuries ago." Lovino said. "Maybe something more kid friendly?"
"Fine." Antonio crossed his arms, "What about the Little Mermaid?"
"That sounds a lot better." Lovino nodded. "The Little Mermaid it is."
In a matter of minuets, Lovino popped the dvd in the dvd player then sat on the couch to one side of Alessandro while Antonio sat on the other. Lovino grabbed the blanket they usually kept at the end of the couch and draped it over the three of them. When the beginning started Alessandro was the first to squeal at the fish swimming across the screen. The second to squeal was of course Antonio. Lovino couldn't help but to think about how much his husband was really just an overgrown kid. Though he would never admit it, it was cute.
Through out the movie, Alessandro would squeal and try to sing along to the songs though it came out like incoherent cheerful babbles. It was simply adorable. On the other hand, Antonio sang along perfectly to each song maybe a little too enthusiastically. Lovino just sat watching the movie and occasionally watching his boys sing or get excited over what was going on.
Towards the end of the movie, Antonio's boss called to ask for some files and paperwork. Reluctantly, Antonio told his lover that he had to get down to his boss' office and deliver said files or he'd be in trouble. After pouting and rolling his eyes, Lovino agreed to let him go. Within minuets, Antonio was rushing out the door with a manila folder in his hand. The Spaniard kissed his lover's cheek and his son's little button nose before walking out and promising to be back soon.
While Antonio was away, Lovino took it upon himself to get the laundry done like he did every week. He had his little one help him gather up the dirty laundry before taking it down to the washer and dryer in the basement.
"Are you okay, bambino?" Lovino asked the little boy.
Alessandro was dragging a small, light basket of clothes across the floor to the washing machine where Lovino stood. Instead of answering the question, the little boy just looked up and smiled happily. Lovino couldn't help but think about how much Alessandro looked like Antonio when he smiled.
"Good job, bambino." Lovino smiled, picking up the small basket. "Go play while mama puts the clothes in."
Alessandro didn't quite pick up what his mother said but toddled over one of his toys a few feet from then anyway. While he played with one of his favorite barbie dolls while Lovino loaded up the washer. After a few silent minuets, Alessandro spoke up.
"Dada?" The little boy wondered out loud.
"Papí's not here, sweetheart." Lovino told him, pouring detergent in the machine.
"Dada?" He said again, toddling to his mother.
"Papí will be here later." Lovino explain slowly. "He's not here right now."
The little nation pouted, his bottom lip quivering as he started to whine. His mother let out a small sigh before picking him off the ground.
"Don't cry, bambino." Lovino said softly but it was no use, the baby had started crying already.
This wasn't very uncommon, Alessandro was quite attached to his dad and whenever Antonio wasn't around, he missed him dearly. As adorable as it was, it also broke Lovino's heart because he hated seeing his baby cry.
"Papí will be here soon, sweetheart, don't cry." Lovino attempted to comfort him.
It worked somewhat, slowing down his son's cries little by little. The Italian held the baby and rocked him in his arms for a little while. That is until the front door creaked open upstairs. After a few moments, the basement door opened and Antonio's voice could be heard.
"Hola- Is everything okay..?"
"Dada!" Alessandro squealed, his whines instantly halted.
"I was trying to get the laundry done but he started crying because it registered with him that you were gone." Lovino explained.
"Aw." Antonio cooed, taking the baby from his lover's arms. "I'm sorry I left mi tomate, papí's boss is a meanie."
Alessandro barely understood what his dad said and yet he giggled and rubbed some left over tears out of his eyes.
"After I'm done with the laundry, I'm going to start making dinner." Lovino said, "Why don't you two go upstairs and play, Ale missed you anyways."
"Alright, Lovi." Antonio nodded, picking up Alessandro's barbie doll from the floor.
"I'm going to call you down later so you better be listening, bastardo." Lovino told him, placing his hands at his hips.
Antonio gasped, "Lovi watch your language around the babé."
"Shut the hell up."
The laundry was done within an hour but Lovino decided that he'd make Antonio put it all away later. Nearly an additional two hours later, dinner was done and Lovino found himself calling out Antonio's name from the kitchen.
"Mm dinner smells great, Lovi." the Spanish nation complimented as he walked in the room with their son in his arms.
"Grazie." Lovino nodded, placing a small plate of spaghetti at Alessandro's high chair. "By the way, you are not feeding him."
"Aw but why not?" Antonio pouted.
"Does this morning not ring any bells?" Lovino reminded him before taking the baby and putting him in the high chair.
"I promise he won't get messy." Antonio said as Lovino looked at him and rolled his eyes, "I promise!"
"Fine but if he gets tomato sauce all over himself, you're giving him a bath." Lovino warned.
"He won't need another bath because he won't get messy." Antonio smiled, sitting beside his son.
Lovino hummed sarcastically as he served to more plates of spaghetti for himself and Antonio. He placed the plates down and sat across from his small family, keeping a careful eye on Antonio as he fed the baby fork fulls of cut up pasta. Alessandro happily, and not to mention eagerly, ate his food quickly. It wasn't a surprise to his parents. When the little boy had his first taste of spaghetti a few months ago, he absolutely loved it and it quickly became his favorite meal. Actually, for a month or two it was the only food he would eat so when Lovino could finally get him to eat something else besides pasta, he was happy. Antonio on the other hand thought the pasta obsession phase was cute and claimed that Alessandro got it from Lovino.
As predicted, Alessandro was the first one finished with his food. The little boy watched and waited for his parents to finish eating up their food too. Though, as he watched them, his eyelids started feeling heavy and he couldn't help but to emit a small yawn.
"Looks like someone's sleepy." Antonio smiled as Alessandro rubbed his eyes with his little fists.
"He's not the only one." Lovino said before yawning for himself.
"Aw you two are so adorable." The Spaniard cooed.
"Shut up bastard, I am not adorable." Lovino protested as he stood up.
"Dada." Alessandro spoke up lifting up his arms to be picked up.
"I'll get him ready for bed, amor." Antonio grinned, lifting up the sleepy baby.
"Okay you do that, I'll be upstairs in a few minuets, I'm going to clear away the dishes."
"Fa la ninna, fa la nanna, nella braccia della mama."
The soft sound of Lovino's voice could heard, echoing in Alessandro's room as he rocked the baby to sleep. Alessandro was snuggled in Lovino's arms, his eyes barely open as he gazed up at his parent's faces. He listened to every word of his favorite lullaby as he sucked on his yellow Looney Tunes pacifier. Antonio stood beside Lovino loving the sound of his voice just as much as Alessandro seemed to love it.
"Fa la ninna bel bambin, fa la nanna bambin bel." Lovino continued softly, watching as Alessandro's eyes slid completely shut. "Fa la ninna, fal la nanna, nella braccia della mama."
After a few seconds of silence, the coupled deemed their baby asleep and Lovino carefully laid him down in his crib. Antonio was sure to place the ragged, hand sewn teddy bear next to him. It was the same teddy bear Alfred gave them at the baby shower over a year ago, now it was Alessandro's favorite stuffed animal.
"Goodnight sweetheart, mama loves you." Lovino practically whispered before pressing a sweet kiss to their son's forehead.
Antonio went next like they did every night.
"And papí loves you too." Antonio said softly, kissing the top of their baby's head. "Dulces sueños."
Lovino turned off the dim blue lamp on the dresser and with that, the two of them quietly left the room, leaving the door slightly opened. As much as Lovino wanted to just plop down on the bed and fall asleep but he and Antonio had to shower before bed. So to save time, they took a quick 15 minuet shower together before finally thinking about sleep.
Feeling fresh and clean, the couple laid down together and quickly snuggled up to each other like they did every other night. Antonio wrapped his arms around Lovino who rested his hands against the Spaniards chest.
"Today was nice, I'm glad we got to spend most of it together." Antonio spoke softly.
"I agree, it was nice." Lovino smiled sleepily, looking up into his lover's green eyes. "I love days like this. Just me, you and Ale."
"So do I." Antonio smiled back. "And maybe in the future it'll be the three of us plus one more.."
Lovino narrowed his eyes. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"I mean later on when we have another baby-"
"Another baby!? You're crazy." Lovino said before scoffing. "Ale is only one and a half and you're already talking about another baby."
"But Lovi wouldn't it be nice?" Antonio asked.
"No it would not be nice. We already have one kid, we don't need another." Lovino rolled his eyes before turning over in Antonio's arms.
"Won't you at least think about it? Pretty please, amor?" Antonio pleaded. "It would be nice to hear the laughter and little footsteps of two niños around the house."
Silence fell between them and Antonio sighed, thinking Lovino's mind was made up. The Spanish nation let out a small sigh but still showed a little smile before pressing a sweet kiss in his lover's hair. A sigh emitted from Lovino's lips and he closed his eyes before he mumbled out his reply.
"Maybe."
THE END