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“Achoo!”
Gen sniffled,scrunching his nose up and wiping his ragged sleeve above his lip to wipe his snot away lazily. Heavy eye bags weighed his eyes down,close to swaying shut like theatre curtains as his fingers absentmindedly played with the stickiness of the goo in his hands. His fingers toyed and fiddled with it like slime as his brain slowly filtered out the events of the day like a computer clicking off tabs one by one until..
He snaps out of it,staring down at his now dirty hand,bug eyed as he cursed,flailing his hand away from himself like a kid.
He was going to be a dad soon,for goodness sake,and here he was playing with his own snot while spacing out like a four year old pup! He groans and twitched his head from side to side to make sure no one had seen him. Shame on the captain for training till the late afternoon on his own while combating against sleep,which lulled him in like a jealous lover who’d only gotten two hours of his time with it. He was open and vulnerable here,in nothing but his defence suit,sweat trickling down his forehead,breath caught in his throat,for anyone to peer into the doors to catch him actually doing work.
Doing work when he usually doesn’t,and ignoring a very fussy omega at home. Gen sighs as he wipes the sweat from his nose with his shirt,feeling the heat creep out from his skin,a lingering feeling that just bloated up more as the day passed. What started out as a scratchy throat and a cough that morning had slowly evolved into a big heated sludge wrecking the sides of his brain over and over again,pounding on his nose til he couldn’t stop the snot from oozing out,pushing on the back of his throat until his panting came in much sharper and quicker inhales,and until his voice was that of a frog’s croak.
He groans softly,rubbing his temples as his legs pulled him up,dragging his limp body to the water cooler to lean over and force a few gulps down. No,he can’t return back home,it wasn’t safe for /him/.
“Captain Narumi?”
The two toned haired man pulls away from the small fountain begrudgingly. Had it not been for the sharp voice that tugged him out of his thoughts,he would’ve dunked his head into the water to cool down his monster of a fever. Gen pouted to himself,resisting the urge to throw a mini fit at whoever who dared disturb his internal whining about how fevers sucked,purposefully using the cold water to slick back his hair and erase any evidence of sweat during training,can’t be caught now can he?
“Kafka? I thought you were on your day off? Why’re you still here at base? If I were you,I’d be in bed playing video games right now,” He pocketed his hands nonchalantly,letting his bangs fall in front of his calculating(and very sleepy) eyes again. He watched as the other alpha scratched the back of his neck sheepishly,eyes narrowed in a way he looked like he was glaring when really he was one second away from falling asleep.
“I was following Reno around since he told me about a new bakery that opened down the street but he was swept away by Iharu and now I can’t find them,” Kafka slumped his shoulders,looking more like a sad puppy than the scary kaiju he was supposed to be.
“You don’t happen to know where it is,do you?” He asks,slowly inching closer with hope in those puppy eyes. The captain sneezed again,twisting his head aside and hiding it in his arm so the half kaiju wouldn’t catch onto his little cold. He knew exactly where that bakery was,in fact,his feet performed as an automatic gps when it came to that specific bakery. Hours and countless times of Soshiro’s cravings always directed him back to that bakery with what seemed to be a million Mont Blancs that rivalled the amount of yen he’d spend on his Gundam figures.
“Is that what you should ask of your superior? To be a personal gps? Insubordination,two hundred push ups down now,” he orders,feeling huffy and hot,trying to mask the rasp in his voice. He hides his little smirk when he hears Kafka make a groaning whine,getting on his knees to start.
“Unless….” He hums before his poor officer could start on his punishment,trying to ignore the way his head perked up in curiosity.
“Unless you help me go in the bakery and carry it all the way back to my home,” he finishes,looking pretty smug with himself.
“Buy it and carry it back to your home…? But couldn’t you do that since you’re guiding me to the bakery-?”
“Three hundred and fifty push-ups.”
“Yikes! Okay I’ll do it!”
Gen huffs out,as proud as a peacock,chest out as he broadens his shoulders and marched happily out of the division base with Kafka following behind him,barely escaping a punishment he’d been familiar with from Mina.
Even as Gen’s confident demeanour outshone everything,there was still a puff of tiredness around him,and Kafka wasn’t dumb about it. Still,he was empathetic and decided to slow down behind his captain,slowly lifting his head up and choosing a topic.
“How’s vice captain Hoshina?” He asks,making the other alpha still for a split second. Hoshina was currently in the later stages of pregnancy,his seventh month,full of gen’s pups and forced into maternity leave by Mina when the omega wouldn’t slow down on his workaholic attitude.
“If you can’t find it in you to take a break and end up overworking yourself while expecting,then I’d have to make you stop working completely. Captain Narumi’s been calling every hour too to make sure you’ve had a break,I can’t be held responsible if you won’t listen to him,” She’d told her vice captain,who begrudgingly took the days off offered to all omega and female officers who were about to have babies. He was to be away from work for eight months at least,but somehow he’d managed to sneak some of the paperwork back home to finish and discreetly hand in.
Gen had been delighted to find his mate on leave,excited to shower his beautiful omega in affection and have him visit the first division everyday. However,a heavily pregnant Soshiro seemed to also be a very fussy Soshiro. And tired. Days he’d think the vice captain would visit him turned to be false hopes as he’d come back home with no greetings,but the sight of his usually disciplined lover napping in his nest with nothing but gen’s shirt draped over him. It was a cute sight,don’t get him wrong,but he did miss the much more energetic version of his mate,just a little. Plus,this slower,sleepier and hungrier version ticked his alpha off,set every alarm of protectiveness to the point he could barely find it in him to separate from hoshina when it was time for work. At least,until this morning.
“He’s fine,” he muttered,his shoulders slacking as he looked down,kicking a rock in his path as he walked.
“Really? It’s just that usually you’d rush out of work to return to him,and you’d come late to work,but today you came earlier. Did something happen between you and hi-?”
“Nothing happened okay! Just-do you want to me to guide you to the bakery or not?” The younger alpha snapped,turning with his retinas activated,just enough to see a firework of fear spreading through his subordinate’s veins.
Great,he was getting tired enough that he couldn’t control when he was using his retinas,fun stuff.
He focused back on walking with his sights set to the floor as the officer tried to apologise in a flurry of hand gestures,keeping his head down to make it seem like the wobble in his steps were intentional. His eyes were pricking with hot tears but he wouldn’t show it. He misses Hoshina so bad…
“Here,” he stops in front of a well known bakery. Kafka must’ve been living under a rock if he needed help getting here. “Don’t forget the Mont Blanc,” he gave Kafka the exact money to buy that sweet treat,and his officer rushed in,instantly finding Reno inside who was having a rather quiet and childish fight with Iharu about leaving Kafka on his own. He leaned against a railing protecting pedestrians from the road as he waited under the shades of trees outside the bakery,refusing to enter even as his officers gestured for him to join them. He looked more like a sulky kid than a grown captain,pathetically staring at the ground,lazily using his retinas to stare at the worms squirming in the dirt. His chest tightened and he hid his mouth behind his fist,shielding said worms from the force of his cough,making a crinkly sound with his nose as he forced himself to suck up all the liquids that was threatening to pool out.
Gen snapped out of his daze when the doors of the bakery rang and the familiar voice of Kafka’s chirped out a farewell to Reno and Iharu. “Got my dessert! And your Mont Blanc. You want me to follow you home with it?” He asks slowly,making sure that’s exactly when Gen wanted. The captain nods slowly and kept quiet,walking down the road while absentmindedly listening to the black haired man’s rambles of what was happening in the bakery. Halfway home,he suddenly stops,making Kafka pull back from the fact that he’d accidentally walked faster and slowed down to see what the two toned man was looking at.
Masks and tissues with the defence force logos on them. Another way to promote their job. Gen reached out for them,paying for them and using the mask immediately,but being a bit smarter this time,Kafka doesn’t question it. He flinched when Gen suddenly barked at him to keep the Mont Blanc upright when he’d accidentally slanted it,so he was mostly on his toes now. He doesn’t say a word as he lets Kafka into his home,voice muffled by his mask by then.
“You can put the Mont Blanc on the table and leave,” he accidentally sniffles in between. Kafka gently puts the box down,eyes darting to the room when he hears shuffling inside the bedroom. He tenses,his own kaiju sense heightened when he hears a small growl emitting from gen’s chest,one of protectiveness,one that was ready to chase any intruder to the end of the world and back. One that was fiercely guarding a mate with pups.
“I’ll just leave this here and be off…” Kafka waved,not sparing another glance at the bedroom’s half closed door and rushing out,leaving the sickly man alone. Gen sighs,staring at the dessert for a full second,his eyes slowly drooping. Maybe just a few seconds of rest….
“Gen,where have ya been?”
Oh no.
The alpha turns away,hiding his face.
“Nowhere…” he mumbles a bit more childishly than he’d like. Behind him Soshiro stood there,arms crossed,hip jutting out,clearly wanting an explanation on why Gen had come home so late on a half day. He took a step forward but that just causes the taller man to take a step further too.
“Gen….?”
He tries to reach out to put a hand on his lover’s shoulders,a frown blossoming on his cheeks when the shoulder moved away.
“Got you a Mont Blanc,” the pink eyed man stifles a cough.
“Kafka got me a Mont Blanc. I can recognise his scent here,” Soshiro hums coolly,watching the veins pop at the corner of his husband’s forehead,a smug grin adorning his rosy cheeks.
“Hey! I paid for it okay-?!” Gen snaps back and turns on instinct,accidentally letting Soshiro in on the mask on his face and the pathetic sweat running down his head from the fever that’s raked up high. However,the sight that hit Gen when he turned around made everything worth sacrificing,whatever bit of pride and dignity he had left would crumble and he wouldn’t care if it meant that he got to see Soshiro in his white oversized shirt dripping down to his milky thighs,and shorts that clung to his now much plumper butt. The shirt now fit the omega perfectly,with how his belly rounded out adorably,stretching so beautifully that he almost fell to his knees to lap up at the gorgeous thighs his mate owned,muscular with just a bit of fats padded into it from napping a little too much lately.
“What’s wrong? Cat got ya tongue?” A very familiar smug face dug into Gen’s personal space way too fast before he could pull backwards,staring right into a pair of beautiful eyes,one of ruby and one of amethyst,both staring at him with a competitive flare that dated all the way back to when they’ve first met,adorned on slightly pale skin that reflected the softness of a Dove,if it weren’t for that silly bowl cut Gen had grown to love. He immediately pulls away and stumbles back.
“And what’s with that mask? Ya sick,baby?” He purrs,sitting on the table,making a little tch when the table creaked under his weight.
“I don’t wanna get you sick okay?! You’re pregnant,and I have to protect you! This time from myself…That’s why I’ve been avoiding you,and…and stuff..” the alpha pouted,looking away and closing his eyes and slowly regretting all the decisions he’s made that’s led up to this moment. What he didn’t expect was for the sound of the cardboard opening,nor the feeling of a hard metal being shoved into his mouth before the rich and creamy ooze of hazelnut melted into his tongue. His mask had been yanked down and all he could do was suck on the spoon weakly as he looked up,to meet the caring gaze of his lover’s.
“You should’ve told me. And anyways,even if ya didn’t want to infect me,ya should’ve taken a day off and rested in another room or somethin,” he gently patted his husband’s head,smiling as the fever took over and made him lean into the touch on his cheek as he was fed the Mont Blanc. The soft loving pats,the hand on his cheek,his lover’s voice and the fresh cream full of hazelnut made his shoulders weak,made him relax and eat while watching Soshiro’s face like it was more engaging than the fight with number 9.
“Ya should stop tryna think with that brain of yers. It’s gonna fry soon,” he chuckles as Gen whined and suckled on the spoon harder with each bite he was fed.
“That Mont Blanc was for you…” he whined softly,jolting when strong hands wrapped around his waist and pulled him over a shoulder. “Wha-?! Put me down! Soshi-!” He flails his legs as he was thrown into bed,air knocked out of his lungs.
“How about for the rest of the afternoon,ya lay yer head on my belly and tell me all about what ya want for our babies until ya fall asleep? Once yer asleep,I’ll go take a bath to reduce the chance of me getting your silly sickness? You’ll get some rest and cuddles while protecting me,” he crawls onto the bed,caging Gen,brushing his stomach against his lover’s.
Who was Gen to say no?
The captain croons softly as he rested his head on top of his lover’s round tummy,closing his eyes contentedly like a small cat,feeling his pups squirm and kick inside. Combined with the hard hand bruised with callouses over time combing through his hair,he melted like an ice cream on a hot day,simmering as hot as his fever.
“Yer head’s like a heating pad,feels good for the cramps,” Soshiro yawns softly as he untangled soft burrs in his husband’s hair gently.
“Are ya ready to be a father? I know the pups already love ya,they keep movin whenever yer near,” the omega mumbles,keeping his voice quiet so the ringing in Gen’s head wouldn’t amplify his voice. The captain’s heart flutters at the thought,hand carefully rubbing the taut of his skin,feeling the kicking inside.
“Heh,they’re moving a lot,might be mad they didn’t get some Mont Blanc,” Gen stuck his tongue out playfully,earning a smack on his head in which he responded with a small whine.
“What did you want me to do? You’re burnin up and ya needed somethin in your stomach or ya might pass out on me. And I can’t kneel down anymore to carry you,ya know?” Soshiro sighs irritatedly.
“Yeah,not with that round belly you can’t,” Gen smirks,pressing a light kiss on it to escape his lover’s wrath.
“Ooh,why’re you so mad? Why’re you so grumpy,Soshi? Is it cuz you didn’t get to nap a lot today? Did you nap the whole day?” He can’t help but tease,squirming and flailing and laughing when Soshiro attacks him with a tickle flurry,tears prickled at the corner of his eyes. He hugged Soshiro’s waist and nuzzled into his belly when he’s had enough,just relaxing to the warm kicks of his babies.
“You’re so pretty Soshi,” The alpha croons softly,cheek pressed against Soshiro’s belly in such a silly manner that the omega couldn’t help but snicker.
“Is that so?” He hums,stroking his lover’s head like he would a cat.
“Yeah,your tummy makes you look so cute,you’re so full of my pups,you’re so perfect,” The pink eyed man nuzzled into the tummy while reaching out to touch right below Soshiro’s closed ones. The bowl cut man huffed in amusement. “You’re just delirious with fever,” he whispered softly,making his husband shake his head stubbornly with a whine before crumpling his hand into a fist and pouting.
“How many babies are we having again?” Gen asks softly while resting his hot head on the tummy.
“Two little ones…” the vice captain purrs,trying his hardest not to kiss his silly lover right then and there.
“Two babies? I want ten,” Gen looks up mischievously,mouth curved upwards like a cat,his glint in his eye never fading as his mate let out a sigh.
“You want enough to start a whole new division,” the purple haired man chided,squishing gen’s cheek with his fingers,and then ruffling his hair,rolling his eyes when he was met with enthusiastic nodding.
“Yeah! And they’d all look like me,and they’d have your stupid bowl cut,and my strength,and they’ll play games with me so you can’t scold us all at once….” He yawns and coughs midway as his head droops again,resting on Soshiro who lets out an amused sigh.
“Yeah yeah,keep on talkin like that,go to sleep,love,” he gave one last squish to his alpha’s cheek,feeling the pups squirm and kick against their father’s head with so much enthusiasm it’s clear they got it from both their parents. “Get some rest,and maybe yer fever would be gone by the mornin,” the younger man hums,relaxing his sore shoulders,letting them both be soothed to sleep.
….
“Gen,no.”
“Meehhhhh!”
“Gen!”
Soshiro had to practically wrestle the alpha down,which wasn’t so hard considering how weak and sick the man was now,to stop him from getting close to his feet.
“Lemme rub your swollen feet..” Gen coughed and whined,brain fried as his temperature had risen up to a high 39 degrees overnight,clumsily clobbering over,instinctively wanting to take care of his mate and perform the routines he’s done for the past few months since his mind was going haywire. He makes a hissing sound like a cat’s when that foot he latched onto suddenly kicked into his face,sending him rolling to the side of the bed.
“You’re supposed to be sleeping,Gen. How’d ya get a high fever so fast?!” Soshiro struggles out of bed and waddled to the kitchen to grab more medicine,glaring back at Gen when he heard shuffling from the bed. “Don’t ya dare move a muscle,Mister,” he shot,as the alpha slumped up and pouted.
“I’m supposed to be taking care of you,” Gen whined,sniffling,wiping his nose on his own arm,pouting when the younger man scrunched his face in disgust.
“No,I’m supposed to take care of you now that you’re sick,” Soshiro turns back to the cupboard,tiptoeing as he had to reach for the top shelf to grab the bottles of pills.
Eye droplets,eye medication,migraines,eye pain relief again….aha! Medicine for fevers. He pushes all the bottles back and waddled over to where Gen was now a blanket burrito,sniffling miserably.
“Oh,goodness Gen,ya look ridiculous,” he lets out a laugh,fangs poking out as he settled on the bed,popping a pill in his husband’s mouth. The older man mumbled something intangible before rolling on his side,hair falling onto his face,cheeks puffed up.
“You shouldn’t be walking around in this condition..” the captain mumbles,eyes narrowed as he wriggled closer like a worm,squirming when a hand pressed firmly on his back to keep him from scooting closer.
“I’m not helpless,” The bowl cut man flicked his lover’s head,rolling him back into position. "You’re in a much more critical condition than me anyways,I think we gotta bring ya to the hospital,” he frowns as he touched the alpha’s forehead,watching the man shudder.
“Nghh….can I rub your back?” Gen blinked affectionately,slow with big pupils,like a spoiled kitten. Soshiro booped his nose gently with the tip of his finger,making him sneeze all over again.
“Nope,I’m takin care of ya this time,” Soshiro leans over,wiping his sniffling nose with a warm smile that melted away all of gen’s worries,frying up the last part of his sanity.
“You’ve been takin such good care of me,feedin me,makin sure I slept until my body forced me to,doin the chores,fussin over me,protectin me and the pups…” he purrs praises,nuzzling the man’s hair as Gen started to relax and forget about his duties,submitting solely to his lover whose words were sweeter than honey,seeped through his ears and soothed his brain like it was his own medicine,and it was working.
“Mffm….Soshi,let me help you…”
“No no. You’ve done so much for me already. You’re doin great,” Soshiro pushes back the hand that reached out for him weakly.
“Yer so cute,is this how our whiny little babies will look like once they’re born?” He smiles sweetly,making Gen squirm,nuzzling into his husband,wanting nothing more than for that to the only truth.
“Our pups and I wouldn’t be safe without our brave knight would we?” He fed Gen’s ego to the fullest,seeing as that’s the only way this silly alpha would relax and actually get the rest he needed.
“I’m your knight,” Gen confirms with a yawn as he reaches for Soshiro’s hips to pull closer,leaving a trail of kisses on his tummy,thumb pressing against a spot that spurred the pups to life.
“Yeah? What happened to not wanting to infect me with ya bein so close?” Soshiro teases lightly,rubbing Gen’s back as he gasps and rolls away with the realisation.
“Shit!!!” He buried his face in his palms,kicking out like a brat as his lover laughed behind him. He squirms,trying to distance himself away but strong arms wrapped around his mid section,and it made his breath was stolen out of his lungs when he feels that soft belly press against his back.
“S-Soshiro….” He whined,looking back,holding a sniffle as his hands weakly pressed on his husband’s.
“Yes?” Soshiro purrs like a fox,coy and sly,butting their heads gently and interlocking their fingers together as his mate turned to rest against him.
“You…you’re a pain in my ass,” Gen grumbled,punching the omega’s chest weakly,hands resting on his lover’s ass as he heard a snicker out of Soshiro’s mouth. Reluctantly,he lets Soshiro care for him,even if all he wanted to do was switch positions and make his omega feel like the only omega in the world.
A few more belly naps and little cheek pinches and Gen was back into good health. He hovered over Soshiro for the next few days,clinging onto him as if he were the pregnant one,nuzzling their noses a lot and kissing him like there was no tomorrow to make up for the time he couldn’t be fully affectionate with his husband. A few more months,he thinks,a few more,and this warmth would be filled with two more little balls of joy that would make their home full of laughter and love. Corny,but Gen would rather get sick again sixty other times before ever giving this life up.