Canada x Reader Wonderful Mistake 2

Canada x Reader 2

It was spring and you were pregnant. The father of your child Matthew Williams was the man of your dreams, and your current boyfriend. You hadn't told anyone but Matthew about the baby, and you wanted to keep it that way, but you knew you couldn't hide it for much longer.

"_-_____… Is there anything I can do to help?" Matthew asked as you lay in your bed, nauseas as ever. You looked at him, (h/c) hair a mess, and tried to speak before throwing the contents of your stomach into a bucket that was near your bed. Your mother thought you had the flu. So she kept you so from school the past few days.

Alfred came inside your room and looked in your (e/c) orbs and laughed. "Dude _____ you look terrible!" you glared at the American who was mocking your situation, though he didn't know the full extent of you illness. After awhile he calmed down from his laughing fit and wiped a few tears from his eyes. "But really, Mattie we need to get going."

"I'll walk home." Matthew said brushing some of your hair from your face. "Well ok dude. See ya later. Bye _____!" and with that Alfred was gone. Now it was just you and your beloved. He smiled shyly at you and blushed. "Y-you still look good to me. No matter what Alfie says." You sat up and smiled. "Thanks Mattie… I really hope this morning sickness goes away soon though. It's hell." Matthew sat next to you. He seemed fidgety though. "Something wrong?" you asked, his eyes meeting yours. "_-_____…Can I touch your stomach?"

"Sure Matthew." A light blush decorated your cheeks as Matthew placed his hand lightly on your stomach. A wide smile grew on his face. "Hello baby…" he said and he leaned over and kissed your stomach.

"Matthew its time for you to go." Your mom said suddenly appearing in the doorway. "Y-yes Miss. (l/n)!" he gave you a quick peck on the cheek before leaving your room quickly. "_____ why was he kissing you stomach?" her arms were crossed and she seemed to already know what was up. You never got sick, and if you did it would only be for a day or two, not five. "H-he wanted my upset stomach to go away so he…kissed it to make it better?" a sigh escaped your mother lips and she closed your bedroom door so your father wouldn't hear. "Sweetie, I know what's going on. Matthew is easy to read. Plus he looks just like your father did while I was pregnant with you."

"Mom please, I didn't mean for this to happen." Your mother put her hand up and looked you dead in your (e/c) eyes. "We will talk to your father tonight. And discuss your living arrangements from now on." As she turned to walk out you felt tears coming to your eyes. "You're kicking me out?"
"We'll see…"You cried softly to yourself before the urge to vomit over came you once again.

After dinner your father had a look of rage on his face. You could tell this was going to be even worse than you thought, because they had called Matthew and his fathers over. "Hello Arthur, Francis." Your father said, greeting his long time friends. Matthew stood next to you, holding your hand tightly. "I vas so afraid when I heard zis terrible news!" Francis cried out over dramatically, Arthur just shook his head. "I am very upset with you _____, we talked to you about safe sex, now look at you." your mother was making you feel worse than you already did, and the look your father was giving you didn't help at all. Arthur cleared his throat and spoke up. "I want _____ to move in with us. It would be better for the child to have both its parents living under one roof." Arthur said looking your father in the eye. "I understand completely." Your father said glancing at you for a brief second; then his eyes drifted to Matthew and he just shook his head. "I thought you would be the last boy that could do this sort of thing…" your father's eyes glazed over for a second like he was remembering something.

Though you had never done the math, you were 17, and your mother was 34, which meant your mother and father were in this same position before. They knew this feeling all to well. "I cannot believe zis beautiful woman is my Matthieu's girlfriend~ Though I must admit I never thought he vould have a girlfriend since he's such a shy little thing~" you felt very off that statement, or maybe it was just your stomach acting up again, you weren't quite sure. "S-she wont be my girlfriend for long!" Matthew said suddenly and very loudly for his usual tone. Everyone looked at him; awaiting the next few words that came from his lips.

He bent down on one knee and held your hand. "______ ___ ______, will you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?" he stood up and you hugged him tightly. "Yes Mattie! Yes!" you pulled away from him, only to be pulled back in for a passionate kiss.  Francis clapped happily seeing his son got something from him, an exhalent kissing technique. "Dad, dad, can she come home with us tonight?" he asked, his big purple eyes pleading. Arthur looked at your mother for approval and he nodded.

                                 -Time skip, the next morning-

You woke up in Matthews's arms, in his room. For a few seconds you were confused, and then you remembered that you would be living with him from this day on. You were happy, but the lingering fear of the baby growing inside you was still there. You had no idea if you would make a good mother, or if the child would like you. As you sat lost in thought Matthew had woken up. "_____… You ok? You look scared. Did you have a nightmare?" you shook your head and faked a smile. "Yeah, just a nightmare. No big deal Mattie. Sorry if I woke you."

He felt like you were hiding something from him, but just ignored it and got up. He stared pulling out some cloths and getting dressed. "Do you feel well enough to go to school?" he asked as you slowly made your way out of his bed. "I think so…" you walked over to him and gave his curl a little tug. "_-_-_____! Please don't do that right n-now." he blushed and pulled your hand away from his blonde hair. "Awwww… Matthew" you whined as he turned around. "I-its can wait till after school… I promise." He kissed your lips softly and looked at the clock. "I guess you two should get ready for school." He laughed softly to himself. It took you a few seconds to get what he said. You laughed to until you felt a warm hand on your bare stomach. "I love you both…" he said before connecting his lips with yours again. "Both of you stop doing the nasty and hurry up!" Alfred yelled from down stairs. You both blushed and finished getting ready.