Rusger Oneshots

Cute Pregnancy Fluff Moments

Wheeee a oneshot :DDD

Yeah I don't know what that title is either. How can I name a actual book if I can't even name a oneshot- 

not to mention a book cover-

Thank you Worksoncoffee for the request!! It was just perfect for a good dose of fluff <3 

And also UserExeNotFound I know you've requested some lesbian rusger before, its not your request but I thought you might like to have this-

Quick question for everyone reading: Do you guys prefer short paragraphs, or long paragraphs?(I used long paragraphs in this oneshot to test it out) Lemme know! And thank you! 

Keeping this short because it is 10 pm here already! I'm going to bed! I hope you guys enjoy this!

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Germany woke up feeling hungry, and rubbed her eyes slowly. The sun was bright behind the curtains already, but it was the weekend, the one time in a week she got to sleep in, and she was going to sleep in. However, the baby inside her seemed to disagree.

She turned over to lay down on her back after a whole night of sleeping on her side, spitting out a strand of hair that was caught in her mouth and huffing when she felt blood circulating through her numb arm again. A slight pressure in her abdomen made her groan sleepily and turned her head down to glance blearily at it under the blanket. It came again, and she groaned again before turning back over to her previous position, yawning and grabbing at the glasses beside her.

There was a fluttering sensation that quickly settled down in her belly, making her smile, and then a growl that followed it almost immediately. Germany sighed and pulled off the carefully tucked blanket around her body, swinging her legs down the bed. A bit too fast, and she winced as a bout of dizziness hit her. Right, no sudden movements. She took a deep breath and rubbed her temples with her fingers, then gave her stomach an apologetical pat.  

Germany looked down at it curiously and put her hands gently over the small bump underneath her loose black sleeping shirt. Both her palms could fit snugly around it now, her fingers crossing over her slightly protruding belly button. A faint fluttering underneath her skin made her smile again, followed by a tiny, barely-there nudge against her right palm. 

"Hello baby," She said softly, continuing to keep her hands around her child. They had definitely grown since the last time she checked, where her hands still fitted loosely around the tiny bump. "Did you sleep well?" Another fluttering, making her grin. An urgent need to go to the toilet made her finally get up, slower this time. Germany held on to the frame of their bed for support, the other hand on her stomach protectively. She continued whispering to her baby, smiling at every tiny response she got, and quickly washed her face with cool water to wake herself up. Her wife must be waiting for her downstairs already.

A smell of frying eggs made her stomach growl loudly again, and a excited fluttering started up underneath it. "Your мама must be cooking again." Germany grinned, and quickened her pace down the stairs, letting her hunger urge her on.

She darted straight into the kitchen, making a sound of enjoyment at the absolutely delightful smells of breakfast greeted her. But they were not quite so tempting to make her sit down and wait for her food, instead she opened the fridge and locked on to the sight that greeted her immediately, an opened packet of those processed cheeses that came in squared slices and were each wrapped in plastic.