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There was a hint of exasperation amid the fondness and love Dan felt when two big chunky arms wrapped around his waist from behind. A deep sigh of contentment turned into a guttural moan against his mating mark.
Nowadays, it was undoable, almost suspicious, for Jaekyung to have his arms free from a certain omega for more than fifteen minutes. And Dan was fine with it. Most of the time. In the intimacy of their home, Jaekyung’s warmth caging him and flying him to the safest places on earth felt like a dream. Since he and his grandmother heard about the difficulties, the dangerousness, being an omega posed for him, it has always been Dan’s internalized dream and hope to find a mate with whom he would remorselessly share the most insignificant stuff about their pregnancy and found a family together, peacefully.
A kind and caring partner.
A partner to support him in every sense of the word.
A partner who would drop anything to be with him and their (unborn) child.
Dan yearned for protection, understanding, and respect. And Jaekyung granted him all, without ever expecting anything in return.
But today felt slightly different. After interrupting his training for the sixth time in less than one hour just to check on his omega—Dan felt nothing but a pang of unfathomable guilt and annoyance. Worsen when every single Team Black member side-eyed them, clearly uncomfortable. A bite in the inside of his cheek sufficed to contain it all until a break time was called by the eldest coach. Jaekyung was pushed inside the massage room, turned into Dan’s office, under their colleagues' horrific gaze. Likely already thinking about the worst kind of R-rated activities their ears were going to be submitted to witness in a few.
As soon as Dan closed the door behind them, the omega’s back was gingerly pressed against its hardness with his shoulders embracing the shape of two bigger and larger hands. Dan was about to complain, knowing too well what was about to happen but has been immediately shut down by the sweetest kind of kiss planted on his lips, the loveliest rubbing on his nose. A swell wave of citrusy pheromones invaded his nostrils, joining his soul to pique their bond with nothing but love.
Despite their roughness, the same two hands delicately worked on his blue working top and pants to shift them up and down in a swift move.
All of it to see, to observe, to admire—
A bump.
A beautiful baby bump.
Their little bean has finally decided to show up after thirteen long weeks — a four-month wait.
They naturally carried on their routine early in the morning with Dan all groggy from sleep after waking up at every hour of the night from cramps or pee emergencies. Caring and gentle as the alpha was, Jaekyung has been assisting Dan’s mornings since finding out he was expecting. With his eyes still closed, whining to stir his alpha’s pity, the omega willingly and happily let Jaekyung undress him and push him under a lukewarm shower. Not without a teasing on his cute cranky mood that earned him tingly kisses over his warm neck and delicate roaming hands warming up his skin.
That’s the moment Jaekyung almost had a heart attack from overjoy the sudden appearance caused him.
A little bump on Dan’s lower belly that was definitely not here the previous night—or the alpha would have seen it and felt it when he slowly made love to his mate before bed.
Jaekyung had always loved Dan’s body. From his frail stature, thin with some parts harboring a softness as good as a tender marshmallow; to the way he felt, smelt, moved, or fit perfectly inside his arms, existing. Jaekyung loved it, loved its uniqueness, and relinquished the madness taking him apart.
But a nagging question obsessively turned around his mind since then.
Why had no books informed him of the bliss invading his chest at the sight of his lover’s lovely body being wonderfully decorated with the bud of their love?
Nothing has ever made Jaekyung this proud. Of himself, of course. But, above all, of all the positive consequences love and his openness to his mate brought to their life. His inner alpha was screaming to cover with love their tiny little bean, to worship Dan’s entire being to thank him for the gift. He thought about expensive stuffs Dan would sure refuse but set his mind on warm sets of affection. Such as kneeling in front of his family, for example, and that’s exactly what he worked on better behind closed doors under Dan’s fond gaze.
Jaekyung was caressing beneath the swell with his thumbs as he dropped countless kisses, moving up and down and tracing little ant trails over his omega’s skin with his mouth and only stopped himself to inhale deeply, staying silent as if he could communicate with their child all along.
"Aren’t you lucky, little bean?" giggled Dan, before he high-pitchedly screeched his amusement at Jaekyung’s slap on his butt, "You’re going to lead one of the most feared men in the world by the nose…"
Nothing prepared Dan for the cuteness attack of two dumpling ears turning red from embarrassment.
"That’s so confusing, stop it," Jaekyung groaned loudly, the tip of his nose diving inside a belly button distracted Dan for a second. That felt nice and good, the invisible butterflies beneath felt more ticklish than Jaekyung's breath on his skin. "I truly need to feel her. I-I—Fuck, I love you. The both of you. My heart is about to burst, that’s insane…"
Dan sighed in bliss, a shy bubbly grin upped his cute cheekbones. Jaekyung was stripped of his final holdbacks since their wedding. The announcement of the new and long-awaited family member completed their newly shared intimacy and wrote a great help. It felt like the most satisfying victory for Dan to see his lover acting so... free, unashamed of his love and affectionate needs.
His fingers combed and massaged Jaekyung’s scalp for the next ten minutes, allowing his husband to scent his family with ease. Jaekyung was living through waves of hormones and pheromones throughout the whole pregnancy, Dan thought it would be unfair to push him away when he could feel their bond shining with happiness. Not to mention the weight holding him down from his body to his heart, all relaxed by the sweetest smell emanating from the alpha.
Viewed from above, he hadn't really noticed it before—their baby. Dan almost accused Jaekyung’s early overreaction but curiosity has turned into eagerness to get out of the shower and meet the first mirror in the room. He looked… bloated. And that was the first few words he mumbled under his breath, under Jaekyung’s attentive ears and eyes.
Until his alpha pushed them to the side and his left hand cupped his lower belly for him to see it. The shape of their little bean’s—Back? Head? Feet? Hands? Who knew how big she would turn out to be with a father as big as Jaekyung. Perhaps she would be born half his size. Perhaps Dan wouldn't be strong enough to carry her. Perhaps—Jaekyung had interrupted his delirious thoughts he may or may not have shared out loud with gentle kisses on his cheeks and teasing strokes over his belly button. Calling him cute, over and over.
"I ought to make a new nest, now," Dan whispered as he let his head fall back and hit the wooden door, "To adjust it to the size of my belly and… you’ll be all over the place now, too."
A wild smile crept on Jaekyung's face as he looked up fast like an over-excited puppy, "Are you inviting me into your nest?"
Dan usually made a new nest once every six months. Jaekyung was mostly invited here during the omega's pre-heat or whenever Dan wanted him there. They already spent their entire day together — more or less a blessing of working together. It was prone to the sanity and the longevity of their union for them to find their personal space. While Jaekyung opted for sports and exercises to help, Dan found early into their relationship that he loved to connect to his second gender with something as strange and old-fashioned as a nest.
That’s why Jaekyung unquestionably never pushed for more, knowing how sacred it was for his omega — let’s avoid talking about his jealous outbursts towards the first few nests Dan built inside their home where, later, only their insufferable cat, Kyungie, was invited in.
But since Dan acknowledged the tiny little bean in his belly, he had a hard time coping with it, feeling uncomfortable inside his own nest. He kept repeating how something was missing, something important, something he frustratedly couldn’t name on.
And it suddenly all made sense.
"I want you to build one for me, for us… One to welcome our baby. To protect her. Would you do that for me, please?"
Just like he did this morning, Jaekyung ended his share of affections for their unborn puppy-bean by swooping Dan into his arms, lying them down on the room’s couch for a good, although short, twenty-minute nap. The alpha didn’t need it, but he knew his omega would not refuse it after the agitated night —and day— he had.
A promise to work on their nest against his hairline lulled the omega to sleep.
•••
They eventually all met around the break room’s big table in the late afternoon—early evening. Discussions were coming from every corner of the table for the past ten minutes until it all faded out for Yoongu to interrupt the soothing silence.
"J-Jaekyung hyung… Can we ask you something?"
Jaekyung didn’t even look at them. Instead, the alpha was peeling a mandarin for his beloved and delicately held out a piece in front of his mouth. The omega was a blushing mess but he couldn’t control the giggling happiness Jaekyung brought him. Given how the latter was smiling like a fool, Dan must smell like the brightest flowers for him only to enjoy. Those mandarins were not even that good, yet Dan felt like they carried the sweetest taste on earth —without beating the tasty turnips waiting for him at home, his odd and "alarming" cravings once complained about Jaekyung.
"Jaekyung hyung…" interrupted Yoongu, once again.
The alpha rolled his eyes with a dramatic sigh then snarled as he looked at the trio all sitting on one side of the table, "What do you want?"
"Is—Mh, are you going into a special rut or something? Or d-does being married make you have a different kind of rut?" embarrassed, Yoongu looked at his teammates to have their support and showed a relieved smile at their compassionate nods.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Jaekyung wondered, even if he sounded more uninterested than anything. Dan’s appetite and its satiation were his top priorities.
Namwook distractedly laughed next to the fighter’s beloved, "Come on, Jaekyung. You’ve been weird for weeks, now. I mean—You have never been this openly affectionate and clingy with Dan. And we've already seen you in some compromising situations, that's saying something," the grimace was unnecessary but embarrassingly accurate, "What’s going on? Is Dan pregnant or something?"
Dan would never forget the unbelievable laugh shared by everyone around the table except for the couple.
"Yes, exactly. How do you know? Can y'all see it, too?"
Silence.
Except for Dan’s surprised squeal and the sound of his hand slapping harshly on the excited and proud future dad’s mouth.
His naivety was quite worrying, sometimes.
"Oh, wow," thought Yosep out loud, facing the couple with an expression that quickly turned from shock to happiness with a sincere smile beautifying his face.
"What?!"
"Dan hyung! How could you hide it from us? From me! I thought—how could you?!" as if it were the biggest betrayal in history, Yoongu jumped on the table, fists spread widely apart as he leaned forward to look accusingly at Dan who jumped backward from the sudden closeness. Much to Jaekyung’s displeasure who shamelessly hit the youngest shin under the table and boasted under his pained scream — ignoring Dan’s scolding frown was better to fully appreciate the experience.
"Wait, wait, wait!" the oldest coach talked again and gathered everyone’s attention despite their shock, "You fucking litt—How dare you make your pregnant husband work?! Did I not, as your coach, instill some important values in you! What was the point of our heart-to-heart on how to treat an omega well?!"
Before Namwook’s angry mode could stand up to harass Jaekyung, and probably beat him painfully, Dan jumped at his husband’s rescue —as if it were needed— and sort of saved himself from facing an embarrassing discussion altogether. Less than five small steps were needed for him to join the end of the table and wrap protective arms around Jaekyung’s neck from the side, hugging his alpha’s beautiful face as he hid his own blushing cheeks by bending over one of his husband’s shoulders.
Even though he has never been ashamed of exposing his love for his mate in front of other people, he still had the decency to avoid, most of the time, to put on a show. Even more in front of their colleagues who found great pleasure in annoying them. Caught them kissing and exaggerated kissing noises —if not worse— followed all day long.
"Stop screaming everyone, please, I-I don’t like it," Dan’s gentle voice eventually made it out amid the agitated screams, already finding shreds of evidence on how obvious it has been from the beginning, how everything now made sense. What they thought as Jaekyung’s recent disgusting hungry gazes towards Dan’s lower body was in fact… simple enamored looks on his lover’s belly, all this time.
"Are you okay? I’m sorry, sweetheart. You wan' go home?"
"No! I want them to know but… be calm about it, please. I feel so shy, I-I might vomit…"
Unable to resist any longer, Jaekyung gently gathered Dan on his knees with a fond chuckle, endearment clear on his face. Jaekyung was so careful with his omega when he fondled his cheek against his bare and tattooed shoulder, the rest of his body handled with one hand only.
Without leaving Dan’s gaze, Jaekyung let his voice resonate within the room’s four walls, "Dan is thirteen weeks pregnant. We wanted to wait a bit longer to announce it. He is quite uncomfortable right now, so if you have questions or things to say let’s all be cool… And mature, you assholes. No teasing."
"Please."
Jaekyung rolled his eyes, "—please."
The clockwork filled some of the silence between the whispers of their teammates. Slowly, smiles broke upon their colleagues' —friends— faces and the room smelt something close to kindness and happiness. Since Dan joined their team, to protect the omega and his sensitivity, they all sort of controlled and tamed down their pheromones until all faded out with time, and it was even easier after Dan and Jaekyung’s mating. Still, occurrences such as Jaekyung’s win, someone’s birthday, big or little announcements were intended to become a festival of scents.
"I am so happy for you, Dan hyung. Just bitter that I wasn't the first to know but it doesn’t make me less happy. Congratulations hyung, you’re finally having your little pup," behind Yoongu’s words hid all the struggles he knew Dan had gone through the past few years.
The symphony of congratulations turned the smell of his tiny lover into a happy cocktail, a tint of orange blossom prevailing.
Maybe the alpha’s naivety was not that much of a mistake for once.
"But why today feel different, though? Jaekyung hyung didn’t learn about it today too, right?" Daehyun hissed at the thought, ready to tease and harass the champion about his slowness without caring about the consequences he could meet in the ring.
"What do you think I am? A dumbass like y—"
"Jaekyung."
Jaekyung huffed, "Dan showed this morning."
"What does it mean?" innocently wondered Potato.
"Oh God," Namwook sighed in compassion, "Dan, you'll need to be even more patient now. This jerk's obsession will only last for a week or two. I was the same with my wife. So much so that she refused to show me her bump during her third pregnancy. If the degenerate gets too wild, give us a call and we’ll rescue you."
"What? A bump? Let us see it, please please pleeeease!"
And for the first time in five minutes, Dan looked over his thin shoulder to look at the younger fighters trio. Eyes wide, filled with love and apprehension, and his voice sounded so soft like they’d never heard from the omega before.
"P-promise not to touch please, we are… This is my baby."
The omega knew they wouldn’t dare but still wanted to make sure so he waited for their affirmative nods before getting up with Jaekyung’s support on his hands from behind. If everyone saw the gentle encouraging taps on the omega’s butt, they all kept quiet for once. Soon enough, Dan smoothed the fabric of his blue shirt from top to bottom until it stuck elegantly to a pretty oval shape.
Barely noticeable, but it was there.
It was a beautiful sight, truthfully.
But nothing came close to Dan’s evident happiness.
With the most gentle smile on his face and the gentle whispers they only guessed by his moving lips, Dan didn’t need the extra-added long strokes on his belly pregnant people usually self-inflicted in public, his love was already pouring in the gentle and low thumbs strokes he teased his baby with.
"Wow… Pregnancy suits you so well hyung. You looked so beautiful just now," Daehyun was dazed by his hyung’s charms whispered dreamingly, his chin propped on his opened palms, "You are beautiful."
"Yes, you’re very beautiful Dan hyung," Junbeom, the buzzcut man, exclaimed excitedly, "This baby will inherit crazy wonderful genes, what a lucky one!"
Yoongu was used to his friend looking stunning and sweet at any hour of the day. When he used to have drinking nights with him and Heesung, for their day-after’s hangover Dan was the only one to look genuinely gorgeous.
He must admit pregnancy only added sheerness to his friend’s overall features.
They were all mesmerized by the beauty in front of them to the point of forgetting who was their alpha. The trio tensed up when they met his dreadful gaze already looking at them through the space on the side of the pregnant belly. The alpha looked ready to tear their head off and the trio joined into a silent side hug, their hands clutching the other’s. They were about to die, and if not, to suffer like they never experienced.
Jaekyung unmated has always been intimidating, scary even.
Mated? Simply terrifying.
They probably would have died without counting on the omega’s divine intervention. One hand was full with a bigger one to place on the warmth of his lower belly, his fingers roamed over the short soft hair on the back of Jaekyung’s head. Slow and gentle scratches then up and down strokes, then nails got back to their scratches the trio could heard from their seats.
"They’re only being kind, stop it."
"They almost, if not already, fell in lo–"
"And? I’m yours, have your baby growing inside of me, and I’m head over heels in love with you, honey. What do you need more? Let people be kind to me, at least."
The Team Black members knew the couple sometimes stopped their conversation and isolated themselves into their ‘bond talk’. Or that’s what Namwook called it when he taught them about how highly insensitive it was to disrupt a couple's doings. Hence, every time they witnessed this precious, strong, and powerful love show, they kept silent and shrugged it off with sympathetic smiles. Not only did Jaekyung and Dan share a special moment, but the looks of love, how they instinctively leaned into each other’s space, the unique pleasant smell they let emanate in the room every time it happened, was also something special to assist to.
With time, the various signals to end their ‘odd telepathic talk’ —Yoongu ways of calling it— found a wide range of novelties. A kiss; a hand sliding over the omega’s lower back; a butt squeeze; a laugh; Jaekyung tracing his nose against the angel’s cheek; Dan thrown over Jaekyung’s shoulder in a fit of laughter informed them they were getting back home… And it went on and on, all sweeter than the others.
Although today, a whole new sort of devotion blinded them as the alpha reverently kiss the side of a baby bump and nuzzle the fabric against it with a look meeting his mate’s purity.
Jaekyung and Dan formed a beautiful couple, if not the most.
Beauty gloomed down on the alpha's face and radiated back on his teammates' faces, seeing another opportunity to tease the highly respected athlete when their eldest hyung decided to show, for the billionth time, pictures of his children. Talking about babies made him miss his own, apparently. One photo was marked as his favorite one and showed a disgusted Jaekyung, nose scrunched, holding on to a crying baby girl with fingertips, as far away from himself as possible, as if she were the stinkiest thing in the world. The champion felt like he needed to outbid louder than the hysteric laughters around, "This little thing literally shitted on me that day!"
Wiping their tears away from all the added fun, it all turned out boring when their coach went so far back to show his last baby's ultrasound pics. The said 'last baby' was soon to celebrate its tenth anniversary, just to clarify. But they all survived through it simply because Dan was looking so cutely happy about all the narrated stories, bouncing on Jaekyung’s lap and eagerly reaching for his phone to show his own saved ultrasound shots. The alpha grunted a couple of times, holding back the urge to pull back the pictures of his baby and his babies as something close to an indear suffering flared the room at the emission of heavy dominant and possessive pheromones.
They all have heard about how pregnancy made omegas radiate with contagious happiness but they only truly trusted it now when they automatically replicated his facial expressions and giggled stupidly at the approximative shape they could guess behind Dan's pointy finger. They were so whipped for their hyung, too whipped perhaps when they felt ready to lay all the love in the world at their favorite hyung's feet.
Jaekyung was a lucky bastard.
And as if those thoughts came to the devil's mind itself, a victorious smirk broke its bored (and jealous) facade as he threw his arms all around his soulmate chest to press him back against his.
"Do you know the gender, yet?" Yosep tried to divert the tension slowly building into the room, "I think a girl would suit Jaekyung a lot. She’ll sure be the best partner in crime to torment him."
Jaekyung groaned then reluctantly admitted in a lowered sulky voice, "I’ll never let my daughter close to any of you. You’ll just soil her pure heart."
"Daughter?! It’s a girl then?!" Yoongu exclaimed and like an unbearable child, waited for his parents’ affirmation before being overly excited.
"We don’t know yet," Dan smiled and added, "Jaekyung is sure of it, though."
A daughter.
"Let’s all pray for the baby to take after Dan hyung, anyways. From looks to his... aaah, so kind-hearted personality! Everything!"
Yosep laughed at their youngest's words and everyone agreeingly nodded —excluding the couple—, then glanced at Jaekyung’s frown and sulky pout. He seemed a bit hurt by the words, his mind to have already flown to unsecured-lands.
The idiot has already weakened, hasn’t he? Stupid little brother.
"Let’s hear about what Dan wishes for. What would you prefer?"
Dan seemed surprised to have his own opinion questioned, and shyly shared with them, an adorable blush on his cheeks, "Me? I just want my baby to be healthy and happy."
"Yes, but like—how do you imagine them?"
"Oh," then the omega looked down at his husband with one of the cutest smiles, "I imagine a little girl looking as beautiful as Jaekyung, with dark and beautiful eyes. Long and silky black hair. Same strong character and… I’d love for her to inherit how caring and gentle he is."
There was that thing with Dan. Despite all the years, he has never mispoken once about his husband. While everyone was so headstrong about their opinions on Jaekyung, the worst kind of person to exist except for his fighting skills and sports mindset, Dan has perceived him in a different light and has always strongly disagreed. Never once did he need to put words onto it, the strict gleam in his eyes was enough for people to trust his shares. After all, none knew the champion better than him.
"A little girl matching Jaekyung's craziness... That sounds cute. Perfect even," Namwook sounded heavily happy, "Our first girl was the hardest to bear, my wife suffered a lot and had to stop working since then," he sniffed in pity for his wife's suffering, and Jaekyung silently rolled his eyes in the back, "Guys, it's important to treat your partner well, okay? Don’t learn from this stupid ungrateful chil–"
"Hey! Shut up! Dan is the one to harass me about keeping his work!"
The gentle smack he received on the top of his chest made everyone fondly stare at their angel colleague who shyly whispered, "No swearing. Of course, I need to be here. You would have retired otherwise and it's too soon for that."
The couple started to argue about the topic. Jaekyung wouldn’t have been stupid enough to stop his career so soon, counterattacked by Dan telling him how certain he was he would have dropped everything to be a stay-at-home dad under everyone’s unbelievable stares. The omega looked adorable getting his face nearer to Jaekyung’s just to annoy him more, the alpha looking at the ceiling with his eyebrows meeting in the middle of his forehead.
The teammates knew no one could taunt Jaekyung that long without mistreatments at the end, an elaborate plan for revenge already set up in his mind. Namwook worriedly readied himself to jump and protect the shorter man. Either he wasn't as sharp as he grew old or the kids were ahead of him with their distracting gagging sounds—Jaekyung just gave up with a long sigh and fondly pinched the omega’s nose who giggled loudly at his win.
And even despite that, it was as if the old man waited for the hubbub to animate the room back to gently nudge at Dan's shoulder and call for his name, looking all anxious and worried when he asked, "Jaekyung, he—mmh, he takes good care of you, right? You should truly think about taking some rest, Dan."
The alpha annoyingly mumbled inside his invisible beard. Talking about him, implying that he was a bad alpha when he was still in the room? An unwelcomed first time. He knew about Namwook’s inquiries and how often he checked on Dan to make sure he was happy and well-rested, but he had always respected him enough to not do it in front of him. Even less welcomed when their child was technically in the room with them. And a group of three other kids who suddenly stopped screaming excitedly about all the no-ending fun they finally got with a new team member to train, 'The New Joo Jaekyung' project.
"Jaekyung? You don’t need to worry, he is perfect with me," the omega slowly turned his head to look Jaekyung in the eyes, "He is like… the alpha every omega dreams to have by their side."
Relief was clear on the coach's face, and echoed through the long sigh he let out. With his eyes stinging from the tears gathered around his lower lash lines, he reached for the couple to gather them in a tight hug from behind. Compliments fused on Jaekyung's prowess only to make the latter growl. After being his coach for so long, Jaekyung respected the alpha's dedication for him and his career, how hard he worked for Jaekyung to reach this level—but one thing he sure never loved and would never accept was his koala's habits of hugging him out of nowhere, tears pearling down his neck.
Wait— wipe the 'would never accept' part off. The stars shining brightly inside Dan's eyes when he looked at them standing up, the hyung never coming down from Jaekyung's back, might make him reconsider his grief.
How tempting his lips were looking, stretched in the prettiest smile; he was so beaut—
"No kisses, you damn punk!" the hit on the back of his head hurt too much to come from such a softie, "Won't you ever appreciate my care and love for you? Let me hug you, kid. Can't believe you're going to have your own soon..."
Jaws tightly locked, Jaekyung had to reprieve chills rolling down his spine as another wave of tears wet the back of his neck. Unsurprisingly, the alpha was quick to call on the start of their evening session.
They still had championships to prepare, a beautiful baby incoming and the whole lot of emotions it brought wouldn't change this.
•••
"Oh, Potato? You sure you learn about it only tonight? I mean, the assh—" Jaekyung quietly closed the door behind him, isolating the room in which Dan was resting from the noise. He cleared his throat after almost betraying his false goodness, the most hypocritical smile on his face, full of mischief, "Heesung knew about the pregnancy since the wedding."
Second shot of betrayal for the youngest.
Jaekyung knew the actor's passion would not decline from this but it was good enough to busy the stupid Uncle Sunsungie into finding ways to repair his love life. The later he'd met his beautiful daughter, the better it'd be for Jaekyung and his sanity.