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[M/Germany x F/Philippines]
•The Boss' Vater 3 (finale)•
°Side story + Soft angst°
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{Warning:}
-Cringe
-Errors
-Typos
-Google translate
-Mentions of the Third Reich
{Note:}
-Like I said, I wanted a domestic continuation of the two-parts fic.
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3 months has passed, Philia started living with her boss and his father after finding out that she was pregnant with Germany's child. Third Reich wasn't happy to say the least, and Germany didn't know how to feel about it either. Being a father has never once crossed his mind.
And because of it, he and Philia's relationship strained. Did they even have a relationship to begin with? All she knew was that she was just his secretary that he would often seek pleasure from. Same goes to his father.
But Germany would probably beg to differ. He has always had an attraction towards the girl ever since their first time meeting in business school.
She was a first year, and he was about to graduate. After he left and went on to take over his father's company, he had always wonder if he would ever get to see the her again. Heck, maybe she could even work for him in his company.
But after 7 years, he saw her once again. But this time, it was in a job interview. Just as he thought he couldn't get luckier, she was interviewed for the secretary position. And when he found out it was her, he didn't even think twice to hire her immediately.
Philia was more than thrilled. She took her job very seriously and never really hung out with anyone in the office. Barely taking breaks or vacations as well. Germany expected that she would forget about him. After all, she only saw him once and seven years has already passed. But, he did see her a lot. And by see I mean stalk.
Throughout the 5 years of Philia working for Germany, she worked hard, taking over for some of her colleagues' works and reports if they couldn't do it, took overtimes every Fridays and Saturdays, and wrote reports on Sunday. She was an outstanding member of their company. So Germany could only watch from afar.
The burning flame of her dedication for her work and his company was overwhelming. Which was why Germany barely got to talk to her until recently, when he saw his father leading his poor little secretary to his office.
But for now, Philia sat in the bedroom that Germany gave her, crying her eyes out. Still not accepting the fact that she's pregnant even if it had already been three months. She saw the child as something that would ruin her future. Her dreams. Basically everything that she worked hard for. She never liked children, she saw them as rowdy and annoying little brats.
Why didn't they just abort it?! I'm sure sir Germany doesn't even want to have children! It's ruining his work and disrupting his schedule! And I just lost my job because of it!!, Philia yelled in her thoughts as she clutches her own knees and trembled from all the crying.
Philia sniffles and grabbed the box of tissues, grabbing a few before blowing into it. Philia them tosses them to the trash bin before getting up to head to the kitchen downstairs.
Philia didn't stay in any vacation house or hotels, no. She stayed in Germany's main house even though she could've just stayed in one of his beach houses. Once she got to the kitchen, she was greeted by a few maids and cooks, but she ignored them and just took a glass before grabbing cold water from the fridge and pouring herself a glass of cold water and drinking it.
The servants around the house were already used to the sounds of her wailing cries and curses at the child in her stomach. The older maids were pissed for her 'ungratefulness' while the younger maids would whisper on how they'd relish to be impregnated by a rich man like Germany.
Philia finally calmed down and stares at one of the chefs. The cook felt the girl's uncomfortable gaze on him, he swallowed a lump before turning around to face her, "u-uhm...is there anything that you need, ma'am?" He asks nervously.
Philia flinches and looked down at her lap before nodding. "I...I'm craving for lumpia.." she said. The chef tilted his head before glancing at his fellow cooks and maids who all just shrugged at him, not knowing what the dish was either.
But nonetheless, the cook nodded at the girl's request. "S-sure miss.. when would you like to have them..?" He asked, praying in his mind that it would be for dinner so he could have time to research the said food. "D-dinner please!" She said, cheeks flushed from embarrassment. The chef nodded, mentally sighing in relief.
"T-thank you.." Philia said before abruptly standing up and dashing to her room. The chef sighs as he turns to his colleagues. "What the fuck is a lumpia?" He asked and they all shrugged again and made noises of confusion.
The chef sighs and grabs his phone to do some research.
:GERMANY:
I sat idle in my own meeting with Italy and his board of directors. Discussing our deals and collaborations for our first ever project since our first approved partnership three months ago.
"By the way Germania, where is your lovely secretary? I hadn't seen her since we got here." He smiles, tilting his head and laying his cheek on his palm. That smile of his inspires me to knife all of his teeth out.
But I decided to keep my cool and chuckle, "Miss Philia was promoted and had been relocated to another branch." I said casually. When we found out that she was pregnant, I was shocked. It took me a few days to think things through before finally feeling a huge sense of euphoria in me.
But for whatever reason, Philia begged me to keep it as a secret and to never tell anyone except for my father who, of course, already knew.
"Awee..what a shame. I would've loved to get to know her better.. she seemed like an amazing secretary." He smiles. Again, I want to knife all of his teeth out.
I chuckle, "ja, it is truly a shame." I held a tight grin, before my father finally stood up and cleared his throat to gain our attention, "alright now gentlemen, it seems that our meeting has reached its end. We shall discuss the next phase of the project in the next three months." He spoke. Everyone seemed to have agreed and both sides of the company stood up to shake hands with each other while Italien only nodded and smiled at me which is really irritating.
Once everyone left, I sigh and sat back on my chair until I felt tapping on the crown of my head. "Ugh, was willst du Vater?" I asked.
[what do you want father?]
"Jour schedule is all clear for today." He said, I sat up and looked up at him, "really?" I asked, excitement couldn't help but rise up in my throat like vomit. "Ja. Really." He said, I nodded, "then let's go home quickly. Ich freue mich sie zu sehen" I smiled, all the energy that was drained out from earlier finally returning.
[I'm excited to see her]
My father rolled his eyes and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Ich bin sicher, du bist." He huffs.
[I'm sure you are.]
I chuckle and grinned at him, "was? Eifersüchtig, dass du sie nicht mehr anfassen konntest?" I teased as we begin walking out of the conference room.
[what? Jealous that you could no longer touch her?]
Father let out a 'tsk' and said, "Nur weil sie schwanger ist, heißt das nicht, dass ich sie nicht anfassen kann." He smirks while I raised a brow in confusion, "was?"
[Just because she's pregnant doesn't mean I can't touch her.]
[what?]
He hums as we get into the elevator and I pressed the button to the ground floor. "Ihr Mund funktioniert immer noch wunderbar" he smirks which made me narrow my eyes at him.
[Her mouth works wonderfully]
"Geiler Bastard." I muttered quietly, but I'm pretty sure he heard it as he as he responded with a cocky grin and said; "and so are you, son."
[Horny bastard.]
I mumbled as we reach the ground floor and went to the parking lot, our driver immediately saw us from the garden cafe and immediately finished whatever he was drinking before running over to us. He opens the car to let the air-condition cool down the heated car before opening the doors from the back and got in.
While driving, we came across a flower shop. "Wait! Stop here!" I said which caught the driver off guard and abruptly stop. The cars behind us honked so the driver drove to the side and parked in front of the shop. Father raises a brow at me, "seriously Deutschland?" I glare at him. "Ja. Seriously." He huffs and rolls his eyes before leaning back on the chair, "fine, but make it quick." I nodded and got off before running to the shop.
When I got inside I was met by strong fragrances of flowers. I looked around, so many options..., I thought to myself as I looked at every flower closely, wondering what type of flowers she'd like. "See anything that you like sir?" I turn around to see a petite girl standing with a smile on her face. I shaked my head, "nein, what are the best smelling flowers do jou have?" I asked, the girl seem to have been caught off guard of my accent
"A-ah! Well, we have lavenders, gardenias, and jasmines!" I nodded, "I'd like a bouquet of those please, and a few roses and daisies as well." The girl nodded and immediately went to work. Picking up the flowers and and arranging them into a colourful bouquet. I hope she'll like them., I said in my thoughts as I watched the girl arrange them.
Once they were done, I paid and left.
20 minutes later, we got home, I was the first one to leave the car as I quickly walked inside while I could hear my father chuckling from behind. When I got in, I immediately went up the stairs, ignoring the servants who greeted me as I continue to walk to her room. Once I got there, I took a deep breath and exhaled before knocking on her door. I waited a for a few seconds before I heard a faint: "Come in.." as told, I immediately came in and saw Philia face to face with her laptop, probably scavenging for another job.
I sighed and sat beside her on her bed before gently placing the bouquet on her lap. She ignores it and continues searching. But by this time, I'm starting to get impatient. I bellow a low growl and closed her laptop, Philia flinched and looks at me. "Y-yes sir..? Is there anything that you need...?" I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose. "I didn't fire you Philia, I'm just giving you a maternity leave. And the purpose of a maternity leave is for you to take a break! To rest!" I scolded, Philia lowers her head and nodded obediently.
"S-sorry sir! I just feel restless..t-that's all..." I sigh and nodded. I should've known. She takes her job way too seriously. "You need to relax and take a rest. Because your job right now.. is to make sure you don't drop the child, understood?" She nods and pushed her laptop away from the pillow that it was sitting on. I chuckle and gently took her chin and kissed her on cheek, "good, you should take a nap, I'll wake you up when dinner's ready.." I said. Philia nods again and cradles the bouquet in her arms, I smile and kissed her on the forehead before getting up and leaving the room. Closing the door behind me as I do so.
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The next day, Philia and I went to the hospital for her monthly check up. And when we were done with the ultrasound, I couldn't help but burst into euphoria, a wide ear to ear smile spreading on my face. I look at Philia who refused to look at the pictures and instead is just sipping on her boba tea. The doctor said that it's normal for a mother to feel that way to their child, especially if they're mentally unprepared for motherhood.
"Liebling, would you like to help decorate the baby's nursery room?" I smile and wrapped an arm around her. She looks at me with a brow raised. "We don't even know what the gender is." I chuckle, "well, not yet. We'll know next month." I said and she just nodded with disinterest. I sigh, trying to think of a way on how I could make her excited for our child. "...you could be in charge of the design and budget." I say, Philia perked up and looks at me before looking down at her paper straw, pausing for a minute before looking up at me and nodding.
[Darling]
I smile and kissed the crown of her head. "But you'll be in charge of the name." She said, I chuckle and nodded, "fine by me."
A few hours later, it was nighttime, Philia and I were already home since she said that her feet were hurting. Dinner was done and everyone was asleep. The mansion being eerily quiet.
I sigh and stood up, leaving my room to go to hers, I knocked on her door and waited for a response.
:PHILIA:
Sir Germany has been awfully sweet and caring to me since last week. I don't really know how to cope with that. Has he finally accepted that I'm bearing his child?
Yesterday he gave me bouquet of flowers. I wish I could smell them but I don't have any sense of smell right now. The child took it away. And I'm always having to pee almost every minute, it's irritating. A high inconvenience.
And yesterday, when he lectured me, he gave me a new job. Which was to make sure his child is healthy and carried safely. I could do that. But would that mean that I have to give in on every temptation it gives me? Like eating rabbits? I've been craving for those for the past few weeks, but I resisted the urge since it would be weird to ask that to the chefs, who, I'm pretty sure is already fed up with my requests and existence.
I sigh and lay on my back, placing a hand on my stomach. I noticed how its gotten bigger since a a few months ago. I miss my flat belly.
I sigh, but I can't fail sir Germany. I'd just have to deal with it for 6 more months and then it'll all be over and I'll be able to go back to work as usual. Hopefully.
But for now, I gotta start planning for the decoration of its room. I hum to myself as I scrolled through polenthrall.
[A/n: polenthrall is Pinterest (polaroid + enthrall) in this universe.]
I know I'm supposed to be on the look out for white, greys, and gender neutral colours, but I find myself looking at mauves, cherries, and gold. I have a strong intuition that it's gonna be a girl despite what patients from the hospital said.
I flinch when I heard someone knock on my door. Isn't everyone supposed to be asleep by now? Oh no, what if it's sir Germany?? I should hide my laptop.
I closed my laptop and placed it back inside my drawer before scattering the pillows a little and messing up my hair so it'd look that I was sleeping. I yawn and try my best to look sleepy and tired. "Who is it..?" I ask, trying to keep my voice as low and groggy as possible. "Da ich bin, may I come in?" He asked, his voice was quiet whispering.
[It's me,]
I yawn and stretch my body forward before getting out of bed and lazily opening the door for sir Germany. "Is there anything that you need..sir?" Acting sleepy makes me wanna sleep. Sir Germany shakes his head and lets himself in, closing the door behind me as he pulls me to bed. "Nein, I just want to sleep here with jou. I can't sleep properly in mein room." I nodded.
Sir Germany was the first to lay on my bed before pulling me to him. I obliged and act weak. I lay next to sir Germany and he immediately spoons me. I sigh and nuzzle my face on his chest. Yawning a real one instead of the previously fake ones, I asked; "sir..what am I to you?"
I could feel him stroking my hair and sniffing it. "A lover. Did I not make it obvious enough a few weeks ago?" He asks.
Lover...?
But, I already have a boyfriend??
We're in an open relationship and he knows what my relationship with sir Germany is. He was fine with it as long as I don't date him.
What do I say to sir Germany? Should I tell him the truth? But what if he fires me? What if he no longer wants the child? I'd be stuck with it for the rest of my life. I don't want that.
Instead of replying, I closed my eyes and snore softly to pretend that I had already fallen asleep.
I hear sir Germany chuckle and kiss my head cuddling me tighter.
Es tut mir Leid.
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1 month later, we waited in the doctor's office for the results, I could tell that Germany was anxious. Meanwhile, I had already found everything that we needed for the child and put it all in my clipboard. I also told my boyfriend the situation, he laughed at how ridiculous and pathetic the whole thing was but was is willing to help me get out of it.
The doctor came in and Germany stopped pacing around and faced the doctor. "So?" The doctor smiles and gives Germany the brown envelope, assumably filled with photos of the ultrasound. "Congratulations, it's a girl." She said with a smile and Germany almost jumped in euphoria but hugged me instead.
I wasn't surprised, I knew. But if ever I was wrong then I would have to trash all of the items that I saved on my clipboard. Luckily I wasn't. A month of easy work paid off. Now I want hard work.
When our visit was over, we left the hospital and Germany began to drive the car himself. "Have you listed all the things that we needed?" He asked and I nodded. I pull out my actual clipboard and with a pen attached to it. "Yes si- Germany. I have it all here." I said, clicking my pen a few times. Germany laughs.
A few weeks ago he told me to stop calling him 'sir' and that I was allowed to call him by his name. It feels weird and alienating.
:3RD PERSON:
The two "couple" left the mall after 5 hours of shopping and finding the right things for the baby. Philia was strict with the colour coding and sizes. She wouldn't accept the clothings or cribs or chairs if it wasn't a certain size, price, or colour. Germany found it cute, but during shopping it was hell.
Philia wanted to stick with the colour palette that she had created for the child. Mauve, gold, maroon, and navy blue were her top picks for the colour, wanting to create an aesthetic that is nice for the eyes but not blindingly bright like pink, white, and cherries.
Germany sighs as they finally got home. Germany carried almost all of the bags while Philia only carried three. While the rest are still being delivered. Germany plops down on the couch, slumping, while Philia sat down next to him, sipping her matcha flavoured boba with with no pearls.
Third Reich looks at the two and raised a brow. He was just sitting on one of the couches as well, and the way that they just sat down as if they didn't see him offended him. "Looks like you too had fun." Third Reich commented.
"Seeing you get all the things that you needed are indeed fun, señor." Philia responded as she stares at her cup, making her eyes cross. Third Reich chuckles, "so, would you like to share the news?" He grins, Philia raises a brow while Germany straightens up and looks at his father directly. "It's a girl" Third Reich nodded and smiles. "A mini Philia, how exciting~"
Germany sneers at his father, "what the fuck?" Third Reich chuckles and closes his book. "I didn't mean it that way, Deutschland." Germany rolls his eyes at his father. "You better not." Philia yawns and stands up, gently dropping the bags on the floor, "I'm gonna go take a nap." She said before walking away from the two.
~ * 4 Months later * ~
Pain, pain, and more pain. Like burning in the infinite pits of flames in inferno is the only way Philia could describe the pain that she feels right now.
Her contractions started a month early, her mucus plug was discharged too early. By the time they got to the hospital, she barely had any hope of the baby surviving. There was no crowning. Although Philia tried to push, the baby's head still couldn't be seen so they had to use a vacuum to guide it through the birthing canal.
[A/n: I hope y'all aren't actually thinking about a legitimate vacuum. Search "vacuum extraction" and you'll know what it means.]
"AAAAHHHH!!!!!"
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"She's beautiful.. good job Germany." Third Reich patted his son's back as they stared at the child who lays peacefully in an incubator.
Germany chuckles as he stared at the baby, eyes full of love. "You should be thanking Philia. She did all the hard work." Third Reich nodded. "Indeed. That's why I bought her a present. I'll just have to wait for her to wake up before giving it." Germany nodded.
A nurse came up to them and asked Germany to fill up a form, Third Reich came along as well.
Meanwhile, as tired as she is, Philia pushed herself off of the bed and stood up. She got her clothes and changed, wearing a hoodie over her head as she left the hospital. A car parked in front of her as the window slid down, "come on. Let's get you out of this mess."
Philia nodded and got inside the car. The window rolled up and drove away immediately, swerving and drifting as it did so. "I'm surprised you were able to get yourself in this kind of pickle, ひまわり, honestly thought that you were better than this."
Philia sighs and leans her head on her boyfriend's shoulder. "I'm sorry babe... I got scared and reckless. It won't happen again, I'm sorry"
Japan smiles softly and kisses her head, "don't worry about it. Let's go home, shall we?" Philia hums in agreement, feeling an uncomfortable coil in her stomach. Guilt? Regret? Sadness? Whatever it is, she doesn't want to think about it. She just wants to escape.
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Germany and Third Reich got back and went to Philia's room, "Therese? You're really gonna name your child Therese?" Germany nodded, "yes. And we can call her Elise for short." Third Reich rolls his eyes. Germany opens the door and was shocked once he saw that Philia wasn't on the bed. "Philia??!" He calls out, "maybe she's in the bathroom?" Third Reich asked, Germany looks at the bathroom and saw that it was open and empty.
A cold chill ran down Germany's spine. He dropped the bouquet of flowers and ran towards the NICU, meanwhile, Third Reich became anxious and immediately went to the counter. Germany saw that his baby was still there, but Philia was nowhere. Germany trembles, his breathing becoming more and more heavy, he felt as if an anvil had fallen on his head as his vision starts to get blurry.
Germany flinched when he felt someone touch him, he turns around to see a nurse, a security guard and his father. "I am so sorry sir, we'll try to find her right away!"
Germany didn't answer and just turned to look at his daughter, peacefully sleeping. Not knowing that her mother had bailed from her. Not knowing that her mother hated her from the beginning. Nor having a single clue that she tried to get rid of her multiple times.
Such a pure and innocent soul. Abandoned.
Months passed and Germany was left to take care of his daughter. Months passed of trying to find Elise's mother, but couldn't find anything else other than the theory that she might've left the country.
Germany couldn't believe it, he didn't want to. So he stopped working with the police and tried to find her through social media, but none. Eventually, Germany gave up and instead focused on taking care of his daughter.
"I'm sorry I failed you, mein Elise..."
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[A/n: not exactly angst, I ran out of ideas, sorry.]