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2P! England X Pregnant! Reader- Anything for you, darling

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanted to write something for the CountryXPregnant! Reader contest, but I've
never really written Hetalia fanfiction before, so I was afraid the character(s) would be OOC.
Therefore, I decided to go with a 2P! character, considering I'm pretty sure there's no exact
personality for them. By the way, whenever it says that Iggy put an arm around your neck, don't
worry, he is NOT strangling you, lol XD So here we go!~

Your (eye color) eyes fluttered open, and you immediately turned your head to see your
husband, Oliver, sleeping soundly beside you. A soft grin crept onto your face; he looked
absolutely adorable when he was asleep. Longing for the warmth of his embrace, you shifted
towards him. You nuzzled up to him, letting out a small catlike purr of pleasure. You felt
his arms pull you even closer, and you heard a quiet, sleepy whisper. "Good morning, love~"
You smiled, looking at your husband, who was now awake.
"Good morning! Sorry for waking you." You apologized.
"It's quite alright." He replied warmly.
Oliver put an arm around your neck, his other hand resting on your swollen stomach. You
placed your hand on top of his and then smiled at him, and he returned it. Thoughts of your
future child filled both of your heads. This silence remained for a moment before broken by
Oliver. "Won't be long now..." He said in a soft, dreamlike tone.
"I know~ I'm so excited, Ollie..." You responded in a similar tone, pecking his cheek. He placed a hand on your cheek,
and just stared at you with his gorgeous blue eyes for a second before his lips made contact
with yours. You melted into the kiss, your arms around each other. Oliver had some sort of heat
that seemed to radiate through his body, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. You
both remained like this as long as you could before the need for air ended it. He let out a
content sigh and you did the same, mere inches separating your faces. "I love you~" You
whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear. His grin got wider.
"I love you too..." He muttered, his eyes still locked with yours. He then landed a quick
kiss on your lips before beginning to get up. You smile turned to a frown. "Aww, come back!" You
whined, holding your arms out. He chuckled at this, before speaking.
"Do you need anything? Something to eat, perhaps?" He asked. You were quite hungry, but there
was one thing you wanted first.
"Hug?" You requested sweetly, your arms outstretched once again.
He giggled, smiling widely from your request, and pulled you into a hug. You held him tightly, as
if you'd never see him again. You took in the scent of cake batter that he always carried with
him. You reluctantly let him go after a minute, and he spoke.
"Anything else, love?" He asked politely. You thought for a moment. Oliver was
excellent at cooking, but desserts were his specialty. Did you want cupcakes? Cake? You
couldn't decide. Then, a sudden craving gave you your answer.
"Ollie, could I have some (Favorite flavor) ice cream?" You asked, looking up at him.
He grinned at your request, clearly prepared to give you your wish. He spoke in what could've
been to sweetest, most caring voice you've ever heard him speak in.

"Anything for you, darling."

Description
2P! England X Pregnant! Reader- Anything for you, darling

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanted to write something for the CountryXPregnant! Reader contest, but I've
never really written Hetalia fanfiction before, so I was afraid the character(s) would be OOC.
Therefore, I decided to go with a 2P! character, considering I'm pretty sure there's no exact
personality for them. By the way, whenever it says that Iggy put an arm around your neck, don't
worry, he is NOT strangling you, lol XD So here we go!~

Your (eye color) eyes fluttered open, and you immediately turned your head to see your
husband, Oliver, sleeping soundly beside you. A soft grin crept onto your face; he looked
absolutely adorable when he was asleep. Longing for the warmth of his embrace, you shifted
towards him. You nuzzled up to him, letting out a small catlike purr of pleasure. You felt
his arms pull you even closer, and you heard a quiet, sleepy whisper. "Good morning, love~"
You smiled, looking at your husband, who was now awake.
"Good morning! Sorry for waking you." You apologized.
"It's quite alright." He replied warmly.
Oliver put an arm around your neck, his other hand resting on your swollen stomach. You
placed your hand on top of his and then smiled at him, and he returned it. Thoughts of your
future child filled both of your heads. This silence remained for a moment before broken by
Oliver. "Won't be long now..." He said in a soft, dreamlike tone.
"I know~ I'm so excited, Ollie..." You responded in a similar tone, pecking his cheek. He placed a hand on your cheek,
and just stared at you with his gorgeous blue eyes for a second before his lips made contact
with yours. You melted into the kiss, your arms around each other. Oliver had some sort of heat
that seemed to radiate through his body, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. You
both remained like this as long as you could before the need for air ended it. He let out a
content sigh and you did the same, mere inches separating your faces. "I love you~" You
whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear. His grin got wider.
"I love you too..." He muttered, his eyes still locked with yours. He then landed a quick
kiss on your lips before beginning to get up. You smile turned to a frown. "Aww, come back!" You
whined, holding your arms out. He chuckled at this, before speaking.
"Do you need anything? Something to eat, perhaps?" He asked. You were quite hungry, but there
was one thing you wanted first.
"Hug?" You requested sweetly, your arms outstretched once again.
He giggled, smiling widely from your request, and pulled you into a hug. You held him tightly, as
if you'd never see him again. You took in the scent of cake batter that he always carried with
him. You reluctantly let him go after a minute, and he spoke.
"Anything else, love?" He asked politely. You thought for a moment. Oliver was
excellent at cooking, but desserts were his specialty. Did you want cupcakes? Cake? You
couldn't decide. Then, a sudden craving gave you your answer.
"Ollie, could I have some (Favorite flavor) ice cream?" You asked, looking up at him.
He grinned at your request, clearly prepared to give you your wish. He spoke in what could've
been to sweetest, most caring voice you've ever heard him speak in.

"Anything for you, darling."