𝐗 𝐑 𝐄 𝐀 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑. hetalia

Norway x Pregnant!Reader x Denmark

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That could of been me
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!They're countries in this and sorry if Norway is kinda ooc!

This is for @strawberrystrawder

"Children should be seen, not heard." Lukas scoffed to Peter.

Lukas, or Norway, had been reading a Norwegian book as little Peter entered the room. He was making a big fuss over the meeting with other fellow micronations, explaining how happy he felt seeing others like him. His mood was quickly brought down though by Lukas' comment and sent him hurrying over to Berwald for comfort.

(Y/N) was sitting beside her one year boyfriend, Lukas, as this all happened. She gasped quietly when she saw Peter run off and Lukas not moving an inch to help out.

"What the hell, Lukas?!" She started, punching lightly his arm "Why did you do that?!"

He only looked at (Y/N) and rose a brow "I don't like children, they're horrible, and I don't want one." He casually returned to his book.

"O-oh.." the female looked down at her lap and hugged her stomach. She was, in fact, pregnant but now knowing Lukas did not like children, she felt her previous excitement diffuse. She sighed quietly and got up, heading to her room. Lukas did not question her actions.

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(Y/N), over the days since that happened, pondered many questions. Should I keep the child? Do I tell Lukas? What do I do? The questions plagued her mind and she couldn't think of anything else. She even considered the option of leaving him. Just slip away. She was sure she wanted the child and her opinion of him had drastically changed. He seemed so charming and kind, always polite.

"God.." she whispered, currently laying on her soft bed. She turned over to her side and focused her eyes onto a framed picture of Lukas and her. They went out for ice cream while on holidays in Spain and so (Y/N) decided to take a picture. It was pretty funny, Lukas was wearing blue sunglasses and he had a pretty sunburnt face.

(Y/N) chuckled quietly and refocused her gaze onto the picture beside it. It was her and her best friend, Matthias. The Dane was holding her over his shoulder, grinning like no tomorrow. He took a sneaky picture of them when she was looking back, pouting in annoyance. A chuckle escaped from her mouth again, she knew now what to do, he would definitely help her out.

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Matthias furrowed his brows at the girl in front of him. He rested his chin onto his palm, his elbow rested in top of a kitchen counter.

"So.. you're pregnant?" He mumbled quietly.

(Y/N) simply nodded, looking down at the wooden floor.

"But that's.. but that's awesome! You have a living being inside of you, you'll raise it to be someone great!"

(Y/N) let a couple of tears slip down her red cheeks, sniffling she spoke up "I'm glad you're so happy.. but that's not the point," Matthias, by the time she finished that sentence, was already hugging her tightly, in helps of comforting her. He gently began stroking her hair and back as she carried on "It's Lukas.. he told me he doesn't want a child.. he doesn't know I'm pregnant and I don't think I actually love Lukas.. that it was simply a silly crush, but I have no idea anymore."

Denmark thought for a moment, it was unlike him to think through his words but this moment was special "(Nickname).. don't worry, he'll surely accept this.." Every single one of those words hurt him, he was throwing out the chance of confessing to the girl he loved all his life.

"But you don't understand!" More tears slipped from (Y/N)'S eyes "He said that children were horrible! I love children and I always wanted a little child waddling around the house, learning and growing! Matthias.. please.. let me stay at your home, I don't want to stay in that monster's house!"

Matthias' grip on her loosened ever-so-slightly just to look at her face "Our home," he corrected "this place is already like a second house to you. You can stay (Y/N) but please, don't cry.."

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Many years had past since that event. Eight years to be exact. Lukas had not called (Y/N) nor tried to contact her. He immediately gave up when he finally noticed her not being around.

Today was a meeting that would of been like any other. Would of if someone he hated – The Dane – didn't bring two other people with him. Two females. One of which was a child and another who he finally realised was (Y/N).

"What..?" He quietly whispered to himself.

"I'm so glad she's old enough now that we can bring little Dorete[1] to the meetings, right, min dronning[2]?"

"Yes! I'm so happy, my king!"

"Hej, I'm not little.."

They had a child? That's where she went? Did I ever do something wrong to her? I hate children but that could of been me..? Do I regret it? I have no idea..

[1] Dorete is a Danish feminine name, that translates to God's gift. I think Matthias would call her this as he considered it a gift from God that (Y/N) accepted his feelings when he finally confessed to her and allowed him to be the child's father like figure

[2] 'My queen' in Danish