The moon lit up the dark room, creating a soft glow against a girl curling up in a chair. Berwald stared at her, trying to figure out what she was doing. When he heard a cry, he sat up slowly. Her head snapped up and looked at him. Wiping her eyes, she stood, stumbling a bit.
Berwald climbed out of bed and walked over to her, picking her up and laying her down. “What’s the matter?”
“My legs hurt. I don’t know what to do.” She cried and he nodded, sitting down at the end of the bed and taking one of her legs. He began to massage her calve, moving down to her ankle and back up. She laid back and sighed, her breathing slowly as she relaxed. He moved to her other leg, pressing firmly to loosen up the muscles. She let out a soft sigh and he smiled, pressing his lips to her leg.
Giggling, she took his hand and pulled him forward. He crawled in between her legs and wrapped his arms around her waist. A smile grew on his face as he lightly kissed her stomach, nuzzling into her soft skin. Grunting, he looked up at her as her feet caressed his sides.
“Let’s have a baby.” His deep voice was warm and loving as he spoke. She stopped and sat up a bit to get a better look at him. She sat up all the way, bring him with her. Laughing excitedly, she kissed his lips ever so softly, and caressed his cheek. She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He kissed his wife with passion and so much love. “Are you sure, Berwald?” He nodded, looking into her moonlit (e/c) eyes, giving her the same question. She smiled and kissed him back, the excitement shining in her eyes. He fell back with her, fits of giggles leaving her.
“Huh, ______’s pregnant?” A curious Prussian and his brother stared at the girl in front of them. Her cheeks were pink, a big smile on her lips. Berwald sat on the couch next to his Finnish friend, Tino. His eyes moved to the people crowding the room.
A bubbly Italian hugged her and spun her around. “Oh Bella, I’m so happy for you~” She chuckled, allowing the Prussian to now hug her. Berwald glared at them, wanting to be the only one to hold her. She wasn’t too far in, but her stomach also wasn’t that big.
Berwald stood and walked behind her, wrapping his arms around her protectively. He nuzzled his face into her neck, behind her (h/c) hair.
“______, when you have you’re awesome little boy, I’m sure he’ll be almost as awesome as me.” Gilbert grinned. “But you have to let me play with him.”
(Name) chuckled rubbing her husband’s arms. “Of course, Gilbert. But what if the baby’s a girl?” The Prussian’s smile faded, but it sparked back up as he thought more about it.
“Ja, I’ll teach her to be awesome!” Ludwig smacked his brother on the back of the head and smiled warmly at the couple. He gave his congratulations and left with everyone else.
Berwald pulled her to the couch and kissed her face. “When will we have her?”
Running her hands softly through his blonde hair, she looked at him curiously. “Her? You want a little girl?” He nodded slowly, blue eyes gazing intently at her. He only ever thought about a little girl, since he always grew up with boys. He placed her on his lap and rubbed his hand over the bump. She kissed his forehead and chuckled. “Well, let’s hope for a baby girl then, huh?”
The Swedish man grunted, picking her up and spinning a bit. She held onto him, screaming but then stopped as he captured her mouth in his. He hurried up the steps, careful not to shake her too much, and took her to their room, closing the door with his foot.