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Jeongin feels like a whale. He's 8 months pregnant with twins and feels like he's two seconds from bursting. Like one held in fart will be too much and he'll just pop, deflating like a balloon. He loves their pups, he really does, but he will love them even more when they're in his arms.
"Innie, sweetie, love of my life." Seungmin's voice slowly approaches from the kitchen, clearly wary. Which is valid since Jeongin just finished having a breakdown over the fact that Seungmin, accidentally, ate the chicken tenders Jeongin had been looking forward to eating all day.
Jeongin meets his husband's cautious eyes with a glare. "Not your sweetie." He pouts, it really holds no venom, but he's trying to act as if he hadn't just stained his shirt with tears over a couple chicken tenders at that.
Seungmin's shoulders drop. "Innie, this is a little more serious and you're not going to like it."
"Are there no chicken tender places open?" His voice warbles on the edge of breaking again. He just really wants his chicken tenders. Chicken tenders with ranch and chipotle sauce mixed together, his current craving.
"No, not that." Seungmin shakes his head, his hand reaching out to gently caress Jeongin's thigh, "I've already ordered some fresh ones. I just…" He trails off but Jeongin already has a hunch on what he's going to say. He's been picking up the subtle changes in Seungmin's peach scent for the past week.
"Your heat."
"Yeah." Seungmin plops down on the floor next to him, pulling off the compression socks Jeongin wears like a second skin. His feet had started to swell badly this past month and Seungmin had started a nightly routine of massaging them to help bring down the swelling and alleviate some of the pain. On the bad days, he wraps an ice pack to Jeongin's soles.
"I thought you wouldn't get it." Jeongin's eyes flutter close as Seungmin begins his gentle massages, starting on the arch of his feet. His thumbs digging in enough to feel, but not enough to hurt.
"That's what the doctors said too. You being pregnant should have stopped my own cycle, but alas. I've been pushing through my preheat, but I'm sure I'll hit my full heat tomorrow."
"I can't…you know…" Jeongin trails off. Usually he loves Seungmin's heats. They both do. But this time Jeongin knows he can't partake how they normally do. He won't be able to help Seungmin through it and it's going to hurt, both with Seungmin's cramps but also the feeling of uselessness he will have.
Seungmin moves to the balls of Jeongin's feet, gentle rubbing the top of his foot at the same time his thumbs dig in. Jeongin winces in slight pain, but not enough for the other to stop. "I've already called in reinforcements."
Jeongin's scent sours at that comment, the bread becoming rotten and the milk curdling over. Even though he won't be able to aid Seungmin the way he needs, he does not need others doing it for him. He rather find a way instead. Hell, he would overnight ship a fucking machine right now if that's what it takes.
"Not like that, Innie." Seungmin chuckles, running a hand lovingly up Jeongin's calf, "I meant for food. We both are going to be incapable of taking care of ourselves. Minho and Chan are meal prepping for us and will be checking in throughout the week to make sure we are both eating, especially you." H leans in to kiss Jeongin's knee, "Above all else, I want you happy, healthy, and taken care of."
Jeongin relaxes. The other omega couple is acceptable. They're way too devoted to each other to even consider helping Seungmin in any other way. He won't overreact by them enntering their space, especially if they are bringing food.
He continues, moving on to the other foot at the same time. "Changbin has offered to clean around the apartment for us. I think Chan will probably help him too, lets be real. And I've strictly ordered our alpha friends to stay miles away."
Changbin is a beta, so that's also acceptable. Jeongin loves the other three, Jisung, Felix, and Hyunjin, but he would absolutely lose it if an alpha was anywhere near his mate in heat. He knows Seungmin is his, both in mate and in legal vows, but he's protective of him. More so around alphas than omegas. They're both omegas, so they've had their fair share of alphas vying for their attention and swearing that they could change their mind.
"All you need is one good knot and you'll be a new man."
Seungmin finishes up the other foot and moves to sit next to Jeongin on the couch. He holds a hand up to the other omega's face and Jeongin leans into the touch, welcoming it. "I have no idea what my heat will be like, but I know I want you there for all of it. Even if all you do is watch. Or you can tell me to do things. You'll still be able to take care of me." He leans in to press a kiss to Jeongin's lips, his other hand coming up to caress Jeongin's stomach. One of the pups gives a good kick, pulling a laughter of shock out of Seungmin.
"I wouldn't want anything else. You take such good care of our pups growing inside you. You'll be able to take good care of me easily."
Jeongin shivers under the attention before pushing at Seungmin's shoulder. "You flatter me." He teases, hoping his husband doesn't notice the blush forming on his face.
"I'm just telling the truth." He leans down to press a kiss to Jeongin's bump, looking up through his lashes at the other. "You've never been hotter than being round with our pups. If it wasn't a danger for you or the pups, I would be on you ever day, making you cry—happy tears that is. I seem to be good at making you cry sad tears."
Jeongin cards a hand through Seungmin's lovely brown locks, "Yeah, and what? Risk you getting pupped up too?"
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
He would. They'll make sure Seungmin is the next one to carry their pups, but that'll have to wait until their little twins are in school. It's already going to be hard caring for them as it is, let alone adding in another. He's heard stories about having two under two, no way they'll willing make it three. But just thinking about Seungmin round, like him, is so endearing. Though, he secretly hopes his mate's pregnancy is easier than his own has been.
But that's not what he says. "You would be such a nuisance pregnant. You would take advantage of it and make me be at your beck and call." His voice is thick with fondness as he strokes Seungmin's hair, petting him like a dog, as he talks, that Seungmin only smiles back up at him.
"And you would because you loooooooove me." He sing songs back, drawing out the word love to an unreasonable length.
"A horrible mistake on my part."
There's a knock at the door, breaking apart their little game. Seungmin shoots up. "Your chicken tendies are here."
Jeongin watches, eyes full love as Seungmin goes to get them. Whatever Seungmin's heat throws at them, they'll be able to manage.
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Seungmin's heat is definitely in full throttle the following evening. Jeongin can smell the sweetness coming off of the other in waves, tsunami waves specifically. Seungmin has spent the better half of the day prepping his nest. He keeps adding and taking things away, not yet satisfied. Some time after dinner, he moved the nest to their floor, pulling the mattress down with him.
"You're gonna need a helicopter to lift me off of that." Jeongin chuckles in the door frame, yet internally cringing at the idea of having to get himself off of the floor later if Seungmin has him come in the nest. He's happy he already ate dinner because if he does end up on the floor, he's not getting up from it for at least a couple hours.
Seungmin had taken a break from his nest building to spoon feed Jeongin. He refused to let the other lift even a finger to take care of himself. It had been like that all day. It's like Seungmin could tell, even in a different room, if Jeongin was trying to do something for himself and would be there in an instant to do it himself.
Seungmin's sweet scent sours on the edges, "I didn't think about that." He looks around the nest in defeat. "Nothing is right. I just…my nest is wrong."
"Oh, sweetie." Jeongin waddles over to him, using the bed frame to slowly lower himself down onto his knees. Nevermind not wanting to be on the floor. His mate needs him. He can feel his bones grinding against each other and does his best not to show it. He pulls Seungmin against him, "It's such a pretty nest actually, but if you want my advice..." He trails off giving Seungmin time to reject it and when he doesn't, he continues, "I think you should go steal all of our extra stuffing the living room and grab some of the stuff for the pups. It's probably missing the rest of our little pack, unborn or not."
Seungmin nods, "Yeah. Our pups should be here too." Before leaving the nest, he manoeuvres Jeongin around until the pregnant omega is lying on the pile of blankets, hugging some of the pillows to support his limbs. Jeongin lets out a quiet rumble in appreciation. Seungmin didn't bundle up all the blankets, he laid them out flat so it's like Jeongin is on a giant cloud. He'll ignore the prospect of having to get off the floor for now.
It doesn't take long for the other omega to come back, arms overflowing with blankets and pup clothing. He stops just outside the nest, staring down at Jeongin.
"Can I enter?"
Jeongin makes a confused noise and holds out grabby hands, wanting his mate closer. "It's your nest."
Seungmin shakes his head, "Nest for pups. Pups' nest." He mumbles, but crawls in nonetheless. He positions all of the bedding around Jeongin, make him as cosy as possible. He scents the pup items as well before tucking them into the folds of the nest.
Seungmin beds over to nose at Jeongin's scent glands, "This is good. Good nest. Nest for pups and dam. Perfect." His words ghost over Jeongin's neck.
Jeongin practically melts into the nest with the attention for his mate. The pups kick a few times as if shifting around and getting comfortable as well. Seungmin settles in behind him, his hands coming to rest under Jeongin's bump.
"Good omega." He mutters into Jeongin's nape.
Jeongin begins to purr, filling up the room nicely. He lets himself drift off into slumber like that. Seungmin's sweet peach scent encasing his bread and milk scent perfectly.
Though slumber doesn't last long as Jeongin wakes up barely an hour later with the immense urge to pee.
He groans, a crick in his neck aching, as he tries to move out of the nest. Though, just as he suspected, it is hard to do so in his current state.
"Min? Minnie?" He reaches behind him to shake at Seungmin, waking up the other omega.
Seungmin's scent, still masked in sleep, spikes with concern. "Pups? They 'kay?" He slurs as he pushes himself up to scan over Jeongin, checking for any form of discomfort.
Jeongin lets out an airy laugh. "I just need to piss, but am kinda stuck on the floor."
His mate acts with the same vigour as if Jeongin had said the pups were on their way. "Of course." He pushes himself onto his knees to slip an arm under Jeongin's back to help the other sit up. Once Jeongin is sitting, Seungmin stands up and holds out both hands towards the other.
Jeongin takes his hands and Seungmin, in an unnatural display of strength from the other, manages to do all the heavy lifting to get Jeongin standing.
"Where have you been hiding that?" Jeongin asks, steadying himself on his mate.
Seungmin wraps an arm around his waist to guide him to the bathroom, "Need to be good for dam and pups." Is the only explanation he gives.
He doesn't question it and allows the other to help him to the bathroom. Though, he does question it when Seungmin shuts them both in the bathroom.
"Darling, I love you. I'm aware you put these pups in me. Get the fuck out while I piss." Jeongin's modesty comes in waves. Yes, Seungmin has obviously seen him stark naked many times before, especially during the process to get pupped up, but his bathroom time is sacred. That has no reason to be witnessed, especially when he's sure he could gas out their entire apartment at times.
"But what if something hurts you?"
Jeongin deadpans him, he has no time for this lest he pisses himself right now, "The toilet going to swallow me up whole? You think I could fit down those pipes right now?" He gestures at his belly. "Stand guard outside if you must. I'm fine in here."
Seungmin hesitates leaving for just a moment, but clearly thinks better about arguing with his pregnant mate. The door clicks behind him and Jeongin goes about his business. He's pretty confident one of the twins have chosen his bladder as their favourite pillow at the rate in which it fills up.
He uses the counter to help himself stand back up and washes his hands. As soon as he opens the bathroom door, Seungmin is on him, nose already pressed into his scent gland.
"I wasn't gonna die in there, Min." Jeongin pushes lightly at his mate.
"You need to be lying down. You shouldn't be up and walking. Dam needs rest. Pups need rest." Seungmin tugs him back towards the nest. Jeongin forces him to stop before he's pulled back into the nest.
"I can't get back on the floor. The effort to get back up is not worth it."
Seungmin looks between Jeongin and the nest. "I made a bad nest?"
Jeongin sighs, well aware on how delicate his response needs to be. "It's a pretty nest, darling. It's just not…optimal for me at this stage." He gestures to his belly again. "I feel like a beached whale."
Seungmin shakes his head, "Not beached whale. Prettiest dam ever. So good."
"Yes, pretty dam, but also one who's knees snap crackle pop when trying to get on the floor."
The other omega nods, somewhat sullen and yet determined, and begins to move around the room. He starts by shoving everything off of the mattress so he an get it back on the bed. Jeongin tries to help him but is immediately waved off and informed to sit down.
"Dam just needs to sit and be pretty."
Jeongin doesn't fight it. His attempt to help was more for show. He can't really be bending over continuously to pick the nest items off the floor and he also has no actual desire to be moving a mattress around. So, he happily takes a seat in Seungmin's desk chair to watch his mate work.
Once the mattress is back on, he lays blankets over it, apparently opting to not spend time on fighting a sheet. He layers blanket upon blanket on it. Pillows form a half circle at the head of the bed with the clothing tucked into the crevices.
It takes Seungmin a solid 45 minutes to get the new nest to his standards and Jeongin has been dozing in the chair the entire time. It's probably only 10 or 11pm at this rate, but that's much to late for him nowadays.
"It's ready, sweetie." Seungmin rouses him gently.
Jeongin lets out a sleepy chirp laced with joy that he can sleep in an actual bed now. Before he can get in the bed, Seungmin strips them both completely. Jeongin appreciates the skin to skin contact as he gets comfortable again. Seungmin had even made a pseudo pregnancy pillow out of the blankets to help support Jeongin's bump.
"Is this your heat?" Jeongin asks as Seungmin plasters against his back. "Just wanting to take care of me?"
"My pretty dam carrying our pups." Is all Seungmin gives in answer, but it's enough information. Instead of a lust ridden heat, Seungmin is overly protective and in caretaker mode for his heavily pregnant mate. Jeongin can work with this. Actually, Jeongin can take advantage of this.
He does have a full week ahead of him to be pampered after all.