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It's the middle of the night, Sachiro just felt like it was a nap instead of the god-forsaken sleep that he needed when he was woken up by the distress signals his mate was sending through the air and multiple attempts of shaking his body to get him to wake the fuck up.
The alpha rubbed his eyes open, feeling slightly annoyed at having his sleep disturbed when the sun isn't even out yet.
When he managed to open his eyes the sight of his mate, straight out of a painting beauty, stares at him with large doe eyes that pierce through his skull.
"Korai-kun, what time is it?" He grudgingly said. Sachiro's hands found it's way to cup the swell of his heavily pregnant mate.
"I want green mangoes." Korai said in a low voice, almost a whisper.
His mate, beautiful, thoughtful, blunt, determined mate carrying their little bundle of life, Sachiro's omega that he fought 3 other suitors for his hand in marriage, Sachiro's husband whom the alpha cherish and love til day he died, is asking for some goddamn green mangoes.
Sachiro picked up his phone from the bedside table and groaned when he saw the time.
"I know, it's 2 am in the morning... but your baby really really wants the green mango!" Korai whined, releasing both distress and seducing phermones, the same scent that had Sachiro dazed and wrapped around his omega's fingers.
The alpha's hand moved to Korai's waist and pulled them clpser without squishing the baby. Sachiro buried his head on the omega's neck, inhaling the scent sweet vanilla and white roses that seems to get sweeter since Korai started lactating. "Where on earth would I get green mangoes in Japan, Korai." He muttered mostly to himself.
The hand that ran along the brunette locks offer comfort that Sachiro could fall asleep again. "I know, but I saw people eating them on social media and I wanted to try it!"
Internet really is the worst for suggesting green mangoes to 27 weeks in pregnant omega.
"Beside, you wouldn't want your mate to wander the streets at this time. You'll do it for me right, alpha?"
It's unfair, the alpha thinks. But he really doesn't have much of a choice now, does he? Sachiro ran his hands to his face up to his hair before pressing his lips against his mate. Sachiro made sure he kept his distance from Korai's belly as he pushed his own tongue inside Korai's mouth, the omega's hands found its place in Sachiro's neck and wanderes through the brunette fringes before he was pushed away by the same hands and the alpha finally reluctantly pulled back.
"My green mangoes." Korai demanded with a pout on his face.
Sachiro laughed, holding himself back from smooching down the omega again. Instead, he got up from the bed and picked out a tee that he threw over his head. After getting into decent clothes, he grabbed the car keys and kissed Korai's cheeks one more time.
"I'll go now."
"Lock the door!"
It was simply torture.
The alpha doesn't even know where to start searching. Most stores aren't even open yet and green mangoes is not something that can be seen everyday in Japan. Sachiro crossed his fingers and hoped most supermarket are still open today. Thankfully, the couple settled in Tokyo and Sachiro drived through the brightly lit city and since it's too late at night, there are only a handful of people roaming the city and most are city workers.
Sachiro pulled over and parked his vehicle in the designated parking spot in a 24/7 supermarket. This is the sixth store he stopped at and it's been 2 an hour an a half, he really need to get his hand on some green mangoes because he'll have no place in the house if he came home empty handed.
The alpha immediately rushed to the fruit section and he instantly brought back to life he spotted those damn green mangoes. Sachiro reached for the mangoes and grabbed five of them, he didn't waste anytime and lined up in the nearest check out. The cashier took notice of the bags under Sachiro eyes.
"Pregnant wife cravings?" The cashier, a middle aged woman with few old grey streaks, tried to start a small talk.
Sachiro only let out a weak smile when the picture of his husband's face flashed in his mind. "Yeah."
"I'm home."
When the alpha arrived home, he was greeted by the silence of his own house. The sight of his husband sleeping peacefully on the bed warms his chest and does ease the annoyance down a little. Korai normally sleeps like a military man with his hands on the sides and perfectly laid on his back like this very moment. Sachiro sometimes wonder if that's comfortable, especially since the omega likes to knock off his pillow somehow in his sleep.
He put the mangoes in the fridge and figured Korai would eat it once he wake up. For now, Sachiro joined the white head on the bed. The alpha tucked his own arm under Korai's head to act as a pillow, he rest his hands on the sides of the pregnant belly and kissed the temple of his omega as he close his eyes and off to dreamland he goes.
The next day he found Korai on the kitchen, munching over the mangoes while his eyes laser focused on a recent match clip of the league from yesterday.
"Korai, did you eat breakfast already?" Sachiro asked as he started the coffee machine.
It didn't go unnoticed how the pregnant man stiffened, the seed on the mango in his mouth as he tried to deflect the question. "Well, good morning to you too...?"
Sachiro sighed. "Maybe save some of these for later, love. You need to eat something else first."
"Well, your son wanted it since last night." There was a pout on Korai's face.
"I know, it's just not healthy okay. Remember what the doctor said?" The alpha pushed a plate of omelet in front of Korai. "Wash your hands and eat some proper breakfast fof me, love?"
Of course, the omega didn't back down without a huff. There was permanent scowl on his face as he did what he was instructed to but it was almost immediately erased when Sachiro mentioned about the dinner Miya invited the couple to 2 weeks from now. Miya said it was some Japan Volleyball community reunion or whatever, Korai and Rintarou-san was invited despite being on hiatus due to their pregnancies.
"Oh the seasons ending right? Do you think Sakusa-san and Miya will announce their shit at the dinner?" Korai casually mentioned, dillema about mangoes long forgotten.
"Maybe, who knows?" Sachiro mindlessly agreed.
"Oka-san called earlier by the way, she'll visit later." Korai mentioned as he finished the last of his plate.
Sachiro only hummed and threw a glance at the grandfather clock in the living room that is visible from the kitchen. "Call me when anything happens okay? I need to go to work now."
The alpha adjusted his scrub and kissed Korai's hair. "Yes, yes. Can I eat the mango now?"
How can Sachiro say no to those starry eyes? Sometimes he thinks Korai purposely look at him with those eyes with an intention to manipulate him. Sachiro only laughed at said yes as he put on his shoes.
Well, Sachiro didn't think it would happen again.
The way the distress and sour scent disturbed his nose and the hands on his arms trying to shake him is deja vu. Korai is a little manipulator, the omega only smiled when Sachiro jolted awake.
The panic died down when Sachiro looked at Korai's face. "Korai-kun."
"I know. Don't look at me like that."
There it is again, Korai put on the perfect pout and eyes combo he knows Sachiro is an absolute sucker for.
"Yes, it's three AM but I really REALLY really need something..."
Sachiro sighs as he run his hands on the white locks of his husband. "What is it?"
"Oranges from Shoyo."
There was a long pause of silence that you could almost hear a pin drop.
"You want me to go to Hinata-san's house at this ungodly hour? Why not some— normal oranges?" Sachiro tried to reason with his mate even though he knows the pregnant man always win.
Korai only let out a whine. "But Shoyo's oranges are better, okay?! I want those!"
"Why?"
"Because Shoyo picked them it's gonna be the orangest orange! I want it to be like the color of his hair!"
Oh the things Sachiro to for his beloved.