Brother!England X Pregnant!Reader

You sat on your loveseat, nervously waiting for your brother to show up. It had been a few months since you married your fiancé Francis and now, you’re pregnant.

You were nervous to tell your brother. He and Francis didn’t really like each other. Okay, they hated each other. Even at your wedding, Arthur just sat with your family and barely talked to you and your husband. So how would he react when you told him you were pregnant?

“(Name)?” You look up and see your brother in the doorway. “Hi Arthur.” You say. “Come sit down.” You motion for him to come sit next to you.

“So, why did you call me?” You hesitate before saying, “I’m pregnant.” Your brother frowns. “And, it’s Francis’s child?” You nod. Arthur sighs. “Great, another annoying thing to be added to the family.”

“What do you have against my husband?” You ask him. “He’s kind, sweet and loving-“

“Don’t forget vain, an alcoholic and was a player.” That did it. You slap your brother on the face. “He’s none of that!” You shout. “What the hell has he ever done to you?”

Arthur sets his face in his hands. “He took you away from me.” You whisper. You look at him with a confused look. “What do you mean?”

“We used to do everything together, until you started dating Francis. Then you spent all your time with him.” You give him a hug.

“Just because I’m married and I’m going to have a kid doesn’t mean that I still don’t have time for you.” Arthur smiles. “Thanks (Name). So,” He looks down at your stomach.

“I’m going to be an uncle?” You nod. “Well, that’s great!”

Nine months later you gave birth to a baby boy who you names Matthew. You sat in the hospital room, watching your baby sleep. Arthur was supposed to come today, while Francis was picking up lunch.

After you told your brother you were pregnant, he surprised you by actually trying to become friends with Francis. In a way, it sort of worked out. Sure, they would disagree from time to time but for the most part they didn’t bicker with each other, and that made you happy.

The door to your room opens and Arthur comes in carrying a small plush polar bear. “Hey (Name),” He whispers, trying not to wake up your baby.