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Felix always knows when Chan is having a bad day.
They’re small signs the omega has picked up over the years they’ve spent together. The way Chan clenches his jaw, the way his shoulders tense up, the faint bitter note in his scent that’s almost impossible to detect. Probably no one notices these little things, no one but Felix.
Chan always does everything in his power to lift the weight off others’ shoulders, even if it means carrying it all himself.
It was worse back in college, when Chan couldn’t express what he was feeling, so he’d shut himself off. Felix would always go after him, always knew when Chan’s smiles didn’t reach his eyes. Sometimes, it would take days before the alpha came out of his shell and allowed himself to share what was troubling his mind with someone.
Felix knew today was one of those bad days as soon as the door to their apartment opened.
Okay, actually, he'd gotten a call from Jisung a few hours earlier, during lunch, and spent a good few minutes listening to how irritable Chan had been after a meeting with the new artist they were working with. A young alpha in the industry, still too hot-headed to have a conversation when contradicted. And Chan, God bless him, wouldn't let the young alpha look down on Jisung for participating in the composition of his new album while being a pregnant omega.
Felix couldn’t quite make out the details of what had happened. Jisung got sidetracked in the middle of the call to complain about the rebellious baby Minho had put inside him, who was kicking his ribs like an angry rabbit first thing in the morning.
Felix couldn’t quite make out the details of what had happened. Jisung got sidetracked mid-call to complain about the rebellious baby Minho had planted inside him, who was kicking his ribs like an angry rabbit first thing in the morning.
Felix sets down the knife he’s been using to chop vegetables for dinner, drying his hands before leaving the kitchen. Chan is quietly taking off his shoes, placing Felix’s abandoned sneakers in the correct spot next to his own. On a typical day, Chan would announce his presence the moment he walked through the door. He would gently scold Felix for leaving his shoes in a mess yet again and remind him how dangerous it was if he tripped over one of them.
The omega approaches, his shadow covering Chan where he is crouched, surprising the alpha with his presence. Chan looks up and smiles at him, one of those smiles where his beautiful dimples don’t show.
“Hey, honey,” Chan says, leaning in to kiss Felix’s cheek and quickly rubbing his nose against his wife’s neck before walking off to the kitchen. “Did you start dinner? Sit down, I’ll finish cooking.”
Felix furrows his brow. Chan always asks how his day went before telling him what happened during his own separate routine. Felix knows his alpha is just changing the subject.
In the kitchen, Chan finishes chopping the vegetables that had been left out, muttering about needing to restock the fridge over the weekend and how they need to change the light bulb in the pantry soon. The omega leans against the kitchen table, crossing his arms over his chest, watching Chan’s broad back move through the room. His shoulders are visibly tense and his hair is a mess, as if he’d run his fingers through it many times during the day.
“...I think we need to check the door hinges too, they’re starting to make that noise–”
“Channie.”
Chan’s mouth closes. He looks up at Felix and seems to finally see him for the first time since he arrived. His scent softens as the omega releases his own sweet pheromones.
Chan blinks, dazed. “What?” he asks.
The omega approaches calmly, placing a hand on his husband’s chest. He can feel the heartbeat against his palm. Chan holds his wrist, tracing circles on the soft skin with his thumb, in silence.
Felix’s lips curve. “Why don’t you sit down for a bit, hm?” Chan’s shoulders relax slightly, he pulls Felix’s wrist to press a quick kiss there. “Let’s relax a little, okay? You haven’t even told me how your day went today.”
Those probably aren’t the right words, because Chan tenses up once again, his pheromones turn bitter, and Felix can see him running his tongue along the inside of his cheek.
“Nothing much happened today.”
“Chris." Felix says firmly. “Jisung told me what happened today.” It wasn’t a lie, he knew at least a little of what had happened.
Chan clicks his tongue, looking away and muttering about how Jisung can never keep his mouth shut. Felix would laugh under other circumstances, but right now he needs his husband to talk to him.
With some effort, he manages to drag Chan over to sit on the couch. Felix doesn’t give the alpha a chance to complain, climbing onto his lap as soon as Chan sits down.
“What’s this?” Chan asks, but his hands are already holding Felix’s hips to steady him on his lap.
“Nothing much.” Felix shrugs, guiding one of Chan’s hands under his T-shirt, right there at the rounded curve where their little one is growing. “We’ve both been missing you.” He pats his own stomach. “Right, baby? You haven’t even said hi to him today.” He winks at Chan through his lashes with his best pout.
Chan’s eyes follow the movement. Felix feels the body beneath him relax a little more, his back settling into the sofa cushions, the alpha’s gaze softens as he caresses Felix’s stomach with delicate fingers, as if he were made of the most precious crystal on earth.
“Oh, no. How careless of me.” Chan sighs dramatically, leaning in as best he can to press a loud kiss near Felix’s navel. “Daddy apologizes, little one. Did you behave yourself? Did you give mommy any trouble today?”
“He was very good today.” Felix nods, leaning in to kiss Chan’s cheek, making him let out a nasal giggle. “A good boy just like his daddy.” His little fingers find the waistband of Chan’s pants, playing with the button before unbuttoning it while leaving kisses down the alpha’s neck.
Chan’s breath catches. He laughs in that shy way that always tickles the omega’s ears. His fingers grip Felix’s hips, pulling him closer to his lap. Felix promptly tilts his head to give more access to his neck. Felix takes the opportunity to undo the button and pull the zipper down, feeling Chan’s dick twitch, beginning to swell as he pulls it out of his underwear.
“You always try so hard.” Felix whispers in the alpha’s ear, nibbling on the tip of his ear.
“Not always.”
Felix clicks his tongue, rolling his eyes affectionately and planting a kiss on Chan’s chin as he takes his cock in his little hand, stroking it to full hardness.
“My alpha is always so thoughtful.” He sighs dreamily, ignoring the jolt of Chan’s hips beneath him. “Always so good to me and to our pack…”
Felix captures Chan’s lips in a wet kiss. The alpha grunted softly in surprise when he felt Felix’s tongue invade his mouth.
Felix takes advantage of the moment of distraction to pull his own pants down, rubbing the tip of Chan’s dick against his pussy before guiding it inside slowly. Chan gasped against his mouth, his fingers gripping Felix’s hips tightly as he felt the walls of the omega’s pussy open up for his dick.
“You’ve been working so hard to put together the furniture for the nursery all by yourself…” Felix murmurs against Chan’s lips, his voice warm and hoarse. He pulls back just enough to kiss the tip of the alpha’s nose. His hips lower slowly, at an almost torturous pace, one centimeter at a time. “Even after spending hours at work and– ah… you’ve also been helping Jeonginnie move this week…”
“That–” Chan begins, but swallows hard to keep from drooling when Felix lets out a small moan just as he’s almost reached the base of his dick. “That’s no big deal…”
They both moan in unison as the omega sits all the way down on Chan’s dick. Felix places his hands on Chan’s shoulders, letting his alpha lean back against the sofa cushions to enjoy the view while he rides his cock.
“And– and I know you picked up Minho-hyung’s cats from the vet when he was late for Hannie’s appointment…”
Chan lets out a choked laugh. “Honey, I don’t think this is the best time for you to bring up–”
“No.” Felix interrupts, silencing Chan with a finger over his lips. “Be quiet like a good boy.”
Chan’s mouth closes automatically, his eyes blinking at the omega like a – huge – well-trained puppy.
Felix murmurs compliments into Chan’s ear, nibbling on his neck. The hairs on his body stand on end when Chan growls softly in response, his scent filling the room and– fuck, Felix is fucking wet.
“That’s it, just like that.” Felix starts riding Chan’s dick again, speeding up his movements as much as his baby-heavy belly allows. “My perfect alpha, the best alpha in the world. Our baby is going to be so lucky to have a father as kind as you, alpha.”
Chan’s ears are that adorable shade of red that’s starting to spread down his neck and cheeks. Felix notices the way his eyelashes flutter, the way his hips spasm, as if it’s too hard to stay still while Felix’s hot pussy milks his dick at the same time he’s forced to listen to a barrage of compliments from his omega.
Felix wants to devour him.
“Always providing for me, for us. Isn’t that right, Channie?” Felix thrusts with his thighs to move up and down the length of the cock inside him without pause, grinding his hips in circles when he has it all inside him. “Always giving your best when no one is noticing. How did I get so lucky to have such a good alpha?”
Felix bites his lower lip as Chan throws his head back, his fingers gripping Felix’s hips and his face so red that Felix is surprised there’s still blood being pumped to other parts of his body. Chan is letting out little, adorable moans as Felix’s hips sink all the way down, the velvety walls of his pussy taking him in that hot, tight way Felix knows drives him completely wild.
He can feel the alpha knot beginning to form rapidly. Felix grinds his hips with every thrust, determined to ride Chan until he fills him completely with cum.
Felix smiles, panting. He holds Chan’s chin so his alpha is forced to look into his eyes, flushed with shame all the way to the tip of his big nose. “I’m so lucky to have married you, Channie. To have let you bite me and get me pregnant. My beautiful, sweet alpha, I love you so much–”
Chan’s hips stutter. He moans in that hoarse, deep way that makes Felix gasp, his knot swelling completely as he cums inside the omega, the tip of his dick deliciously rubbing that specific spot inside Felix.
Felix brings his fingers to his clit, needing only to rub it two or three times before coming, hot fluid joining the mess between his thighs.
The silence in the room is filled only by their panting breaths. Felix blinks to clear the tears of pleasure from his eyes, unable to hold back a moan as he looks at his alpha.
Chan’s pale skin is completely flushed, his cheeks a shade of warm red. He’s still experiencing aftershocks when he opens his eyes, clouded by lust, his mouth open as he gasps to fill his lungs with air.
Felix smiles at him, even though he isn’t in much better shape, pushing the dark, messy curls away from Chan’s forehead, planting a delicate little kiss there before capturing his lips in a tender kiss. Chan relaxes even more, the tension in his shoulders is already a distant memory from earlier, his scent as serene as a warm, cozy afternoon.
A thread of saliva breaks as their mouths part. Chan babbles incoherently, too intoxicated by their combined pheromones. Felix silences him with a few more kisses, rubbing his nose against his skin, his little fingers playing with one of the strands of Chan’s hair, letting the pleasure take over his alpha until it slowly seeps into his bones.
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Later, they take a relaxing bath in the tub, complete with bath salts and all the trimmings. The two stay there until Felix’s back starts to protest and the baby decides it’s time to start kicking his ribs. Chan scolds the little one in an exaggeratedly childish voice, which makes Felix smile until his cheeks ache. Then he dries the omega's hair and dresses him in his softest pajamas before guiding him to bed.
Felix sighs contentedly as they settle into their nest, sated and refreshed against the soft sheets and fluffy pillows. Chan is lying with his head near his belly, claiming he needed to pay attention to his baby number two – after all, Felix will always be his first baby.
Chan’s lips touch his belly in a soft kiss, tracing circles against the warm skin, his thumb tracing one of the soft stretch marks that appeared as the pregnancy progressed. Felix smiles, his scent sweetening, the touch of the milky aroma lingering in the background. He runs his fingers through his slightly damp curls while Chan rests his cheek on his belly, looking at him with something that can only be described as adoration.
“I hope the pup looks like you.” Chan’s voice is so sweet, that it makes Felix’s heart flutter so hard he’s afraid it will leap out of his chest.
The omega smiles as Chan presses another lingering kiss to his belly, snuggling against the bulge that keeps the little one safe and warm.
Felix laughs, poking one of Chan’s dimples. He doesn’t say it out loud, but he prays every day that their baby will be Chan’s exact copy. At least the first child. Maybe it will have his freckles, because that would surely make Chan very happy. Then Felix could teach his child to love every detail about himself.
Every precious little detail he inherit from Chan.