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A!Fuma x O!Kento
ABOverse
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"Where is Nakajima?" Fuma asked when he didn't see Kento in the rehearsal room. Kento has never been late especially when they're going to rehearsal for the upcoming concert.
"I don't know, Fuma-kun. Kenty didn't answer my call." So answered and Shori nodded.
"Don't worry, Fuma-kun. Maybe he was still tired. Doing an overseas job sometimes it's tiring, right?" Suddenly their manager patted Fuma's shoulder and smiled at him. Fuma nodded without a word, he just remembered Kento had just arrived in Japan last night.
The rehearsal started and Fuma tried his best to focus on it.
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"Thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you for your hard work."
The rehearsal ended after a few hours, everyone was packing their things. Fuma was going to grab the door's handle when Shori called him. He turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Shori?"
"Can you check on Kenty? We are still worried but we couldn't check on him because So and I have something to do. And you are his– ugh, I mean you're the right person to do this."
Fuma patted Shori's head and smiled, "I understand, Shori." He glanced towards So who was standing a few metres behind Shori and chuckled when he saw his expression. "I didn't know you guys were so much in love with Nakajima."
"OF COURSE WE LOVE HIM!" Fuma laughed at So's answer. Ah, they're so cute as always.
"Okay, okay. I'll check on Nakajima later. Now, I need to meet the director and some colleagues from Yokutabe drama. Tell me if Nakajima contacts you, okay?"
Fuma didn't wait for his younger members' answer and opened the door. He walked to the basement parking lot. When he finally sat in his car, he tried to call Kento but the other party didn't pick up. Maybe he's falling asleep, he thought. Fuma took a deep breath, he knew Kento was not feeling well but he couldn't do anything right now. Fuma decided to send a message to Kento.
Are you okay? This evening after the meeting with Yokutabe team, I'll come to your apartment. Tell me if you want something.
Fuma locked his phone, put it in his pocket and started the car engine. The meeting would start in less than 30 minutes and he didn't want to be late.
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The meeting ended earlier than Fuma's expectation. He smiled at all of the people and said thank you to them.
"Wait, Kikuchi-kun!"
Fuma stopped his steps when the director called and approached him.
"Yes, Director-san?"
"We're going to have a drink. Do you want to join?"
Fuma smiled politely, "Sorry, I have something to do. Thank you for your invitation."
The director nodded and patted Fuma's shoulder. "It's okay. We still have a lot of chances to drink together next time."
After the director left him, Fuma started to run to his car. The discomfort he had been trying to hold back during the meeting was starting to surface again and he couldn't take it anymore. He had to meet with Kento as soon as possible to confirm his situation. Fortunately, the meeting place was not far from Kento's apartment.
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Fuma checked his phone while waiting for the elevator. Kento hadn't read the message he sent. It's not good, there must be something wrong with him. When he arrived at Kento's apartment door, he quickly pressed the passcode he already memorised. The room was dark and quiet. He walked in and turned on the lamp.
"Nakajima? Where are you?"
No one answered. Fuma started to panic. He ran to Kento's room.
"Ugh, what is it?" He stopped in front of Kento's room and covered his nose. There's a strong smell in the air. Rose, citrus, and a hint of vanilla. It's Kento's pheromone, except the vanilla one but the intensity was too much and it didn't feel right. Was he in distress?
Fuma opened the door and found Kento covered his whole body with a quilt, only the top of his head could be seen. Fuma squatted beside the bed and stroked Kento's fluffy hair.
"What's wrong, Nakajima?"
"Kento…"
"Hm?"
"Kento. Call me Kento." Kento lifted the quilt and showed his face to Fuma. His eyes were red and puffy. He looked so cute and pitiful.
Fuma smiled, "Okay. What's wrong, Kento? Why are you crying, hm?"
Kento propped himself up and sat. Then, he pulled Fuma to sit beside him.
"Fuma… Hug me?" Kento stretched out his arms, asked to be hugged. His eyes were so moist and clear, like a crying baby. Fuma couldn't help but chuckled and pulled him into his arms.
"Are you in distress? Would you tell me why?"
Kento shaked his head. He wrapped his hands around Fuma's neck, buried his face in the crook of Fuma's neck and inhaled Fuma's pheromone.
Fuma stroked Kento's back slowly, he released more of his pheromone to ease Kento. As the smell of citrus wafted in the room, Kento tightened his hug and whimpered softly. Kento liked Fuma's pheromone so much, it could make him feel better and safe.
"Kento, tell me, okay? What's wrong?"
"I miss Fumatan~"
Fuma took a deep breath. Kento was avoiding the topic. It couldn't be helped, he had to do something.
"Omega. I'm your Alpha and you have to tell me what's going on. Now."
Fuma rarely used his Alpha voice because he didn't like the reaction Kento would give after hearing his Alpha voice. As expected, the slightly smaller figure was trembling in Fuma's arms. Kento was always scared every time he used his Alpha voice but this time it was the only thing he could do to make Kento do what he wanted.
"Fuma… I'm sorry. I don't know either what's going on. I'm not in distress it just– I think I miss you so much. Sorry, I don't make sense. Don't be angry. I'm really s-sorry."
Fuma pulled Kento to sit onto his lap when the older started to sobbing. He patted Kento's back and murmuring in his ear, "It's okay. I'm not angry. Sorry for using my Alpha voice. I didn't mean to scare you. Forgive me, okay?"
Kento leaned back, nodded and wiped his tears. Fuma's gentle smile bloomed at Kento's cute behavior and he couldn't help but ruffled Kento's fluffy black hair.
Kento pouted, "Don't treat me like a baby!"
Fuma touched Kento's cheek and pulled him closer. He kissed Kento's lips and murmuring after the kiss, "But you're my baby, my beloved baby Omega."
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"What do you want to eat? I already asked you but you didn't read my message." Fuma rummaged into Kento's refrigerator while the owner sat on a dining chair.
"I want Kikuchi's curry. It's been a long time since the last time I ate your curry."
Fuma nodded, "Okay, then help me prepare the ingredients."
Kento jumped from his chair and said "YES!" happily. Fuma laughed in response, "Be careful. Don't cut your finger."
An hour and a half later, the two oldest members of Sexy Zone started eating their food. Kento really liked Fuma's curry, he often called it the best dish in the world. Fuma looked at Kento lovingly, the older man was munching on his food and it reminded him a lot of a bunny. Kento often protested when Fuma called him cute or told him that he looked like a bunny, but in reality he really did.
After finishing half of his plate, Kento suddenly stopped and ran into the bathroom while covering his mouth. Fuma frowned and followed him in worry. He found Kento was squatting and vomiting in the toilet. Fuma squatted behind Kento and massaged his nape. Kento was sweating a lot and his body slightly trembling.
"Are you sick? Let's go to the hospital."
Kento shaked his head, he stood up and took a tissue to wipe his mouth. "I think I'm just so tired. I'll sleep after this." He smiled weakly and patted Fuma's hand to reassure him. But a few seconds later he felt so dizzy and everything went dark. Kento fainted and fortunately Fuma was fast enough to catch him.
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Kento opened his eyes and squinted immediately because all he saw was white and it was kind of too bright for his eyes.
"Nakajima, how are you feeling? Do you feel hurt somewhere?"
Kento looked to the right and found Fuma's worried gaze. He shaked his head, "I'm okay, Kikuchi. Where am I?" His voice was hoarse and Fuma quickly gave him a glass of water.
"You're in the hospital. You fainted and I was so afraid so I called an ambulance." Fuma answered while Kento was drinking his water.
"I'm sorry. But, don't worry too much. I'm sure I'm oka–" Kento's sentence was interrupted by the doctor that was coming into his room.
The doctor smiled and started to explain Kento's condition to Fuma and Kento. As Kento had expected, he was just tired and needed lots of rest. But the last sentence from the doctor made them stunned.
"Congratulations, Nakajima-san is 6 weeks pregnant."
"He is what?!!"
–to be continued.