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“Changbin! Do you know what day it is?!” It Is too early for Chan to be this excited. In all reality, he probably hasn’t slept at all, if the cold spot in the bed is anything to go by.
“Good morning, Channie.” Changbin forces out through a yawn as he shifts in bed so he can look at his mate. “All I know is that you are shouting at me and it is too early.” Then there is a mug of what smells like hot, creamy coffee being held under his nose and Changbin lets a smile grow on his face, taking the mug in hand.
“
That
is why I made this.” Chan settles next to the omega in the bed, kissing his cheek as he cuddles up to him.
“Coffee in bed? What is it, Valentine’s day?” Changbin’s voice is rough with sleep as he lets himself cuddle into his alpha’s side.
“Not quite, you’re close though.” Chan coos as he scents Changbin’s head gently.
“Mmmm oh! My heat’s supposed to start tomorrow isn’t it?” His voice takes on a sultry quality as he moves himself around slowly to set the coffee aside and straddle his alpha’s lap. “Is that what this is all about, alpha? You trying to kick me into my preheat early?”
“And if I was?” Chan murmurs back as he catches Changbin’s lips in a heated kiss. “How else am I gonna knock you up like you want, pretty thing?”
“Mmmm, I dunno, think it might involve that fat alpha knot, big boy.” Changbin growls back as he pushes himself up to kiss his alpha. “Why don’t you scent me, baby, make me really yours?”
It’s all Chan needs to push himself into the younger man’s space, nuzzling at his neck and jaw to spread his own scent all over the omega.
“Fuck—“ Changbin growls as the overwhelming scent of mango and pineapple floods his senses. “Alpha~”
“Yeah, baby? Is it working?” Chan asks as if he can’t smell the delicate orchid intensifying as slick starts pooling in Changbin’s boxers. The omega knows it’s obviously working. He doesn’t leak slick unless he’s in or near his heat.
“Maybe~ might need you t-to do something— ah—“ He gasps as Chan’s lips find their way to his throat where he nips and sucks at the skin. “M-more— need more alpha~”
Chan’s hand comes up to grab Changbin’s arm and wrestle the omega underneath his body onto his front, claws digging in possessively as he rocks his hips down. The action has Changbin letting out a shuddering moan and pressing his ass up for more friction. The moan pitches up when sharp teeth find their way around his mating mark, causing more slick to gush from his needy hole.
“O-oh fuck alpha~” His voice is high and reedy as he feels the clothed outline of Chan’s cock nestling itself neatly between his cheeks, rock hard and twitching with every little sound the omega makes as his mark is bit into with sharp teeth. “Br-breed me alpha~” His omega takes full control as he felt his body warming with his preheat.
Chan growls around where his teeth are clamped tight against Changbin’s skin and he ruts his hips harder against the omega, the motion stuttering when he feels slick gush from the omega even through his sleep shorts.
“So fucking wet.” A string of spit bands between Chan’s lips and Changbin’s skin as he pulls away to praise his prized omega.
Changbin in heat is always something to be desired, he leaks and begs so perfectly, presenting himself to his alpha without being prompted and whining high in his throat in just such a way that sends Chan’s alpha absolutely insane with lust.
“Stop fucking teasing and just get inside me already.” He isn’t so far gone that he can’t voice what he needs. Even the thought of having his alpha’s knot pushes a gush of slick out of him again. God his shorts are starting to get uncomfortable. He lets out a whine, shifting so he can push his shorts down over his ass. “Fuck me alpha please.”
He lets out a needy whine as his own clawed hands drag his shorts off his body, hissing at the cool air making contact with his slicked-up pussy. There is a torrent of orchid filling the room, the usually delicate scent becoming sweeter and stronger with every passing second of Changbin’s heat intensifying.
“Good boy…” Chan growls as he pulls back, staring down at the omega presenting himself so well. Then there was something pressing against Changbin’s pussy that was definitely not his alpha’s cock, pushing out a needy whine before Chan starts eating him out in earnest, tongue lapping eagerly at his folds and clit before pushing into his core.
“Chan– Chris fuck the foreplay and just fuck me already.” His voice takes on an edge as he starts to tumble deeper into a primal headspace, his need to be fucked and bred overpowering any of his more civilized human instincts and needs for intimacy. “Fuck me–” His hand reaches back and grabs Chan by his hair dragging him away from his pussy roughly.
“That’s no way to talk to your alpha.” A strong hand comes to the back of Changbin’s neck as the other grips the wrist holding his hair tightly and before Changbin can realize what was happening he was being pushed harder with his face down in the bed, his bare ass presented so prettily for the other. The show of strength also has a tingle running up Changbin’s spine, knowing the only person in the world who could overpower him
was
in fact Chan.
It’s exciting, being forced down like this.
Changbin isn’t able to relish the feeling long by the time he feels the warm head of Chan’s cock start to push inside of him, sending little sparks of heat and pleasure through his throbbing pussy as it pushes into his core. All Changbin can do is moan and shift to push his free hand into the mattress, trying to get some leverage to push himself fully back onto Chan’s cock to no avail.
“Please– Alpha-ah! Please fuck me please more!” He moans and whines, his heart hammering away in his chest and his pussy throbbing around the length now buried deep inside him.
“Needy bitch of an omega, aren’t you?” Chan’s voice has a dangerous edge, something sharp and spicy lingering under his mango-pineapple scent as he bucks his hips forward, jostling Changbin harder into the mattress in a way that had slick gushing from his pussy again. “You’ll take what your alpha
gives
you.” He bends over Changbin, getting his mouth back around Changbin’s mating mark to bite it roughly, teeth gripping back onto the scarred flesh hard enough to draw blood.
“A-alpha! Fuck– A-ah!” He tries to pull his hand free to grab at Chan’s hair to no avail, his arm trapped firmly in place as Chan starts to buck roughly, forcing him down harder and harder into the mattress. He can feel his cheeks flushing as his heat starts to take hold of him. “More– Alpha more– harder–” His voice is ragged and rough as his claws searched for something to grab to stabilize himself
Chan growls as his teeth bite harder into Changbin’s neck, hips rocking and bucking almost frantically as he becomes overwhelmed with Changbin’s heat-sweetened scent, his sharp claws gripping tighter on his wrist.
“Fuck– ah–” His panting and moaning turned from easy sounds to empty, wordless pants and growls kicked from his throat with every thrust of Chan’s hips. He lets himself drop into a deeper, more primal headspace as he can smell blood from where Chan is biting into him. It’s another couple of thrusts before Changbin feels something starting to swell against him, catching on his entrance at every thrust before it’s too big to be pulled out again.
It swells again one final time and Changbin yelps and claws to try to get himself free of the knot filling him up. It’s overwhelming and hurts in the best possible way. All Changbin can do is growl and whine, his hand coming to dig his claws into Chan’s thigh sharply as the alpha continues to buck and rock his hips at a frantic pace.
It was another couple of moments of labored breathing as Chan comes down from his own orgasm before there are fingers on his clit, stroking him roughly as Chan licks and kisses at the rough bite on Changbin’s neck. To which the omega responds with a low moan, rocking his hips as best he can with the pressure against his clit, his whole body starting to tense with his orgasm.
“Fu–fuck– more–” Changbin’s voice is ragged and raw as he lets out weak, open-mouthed pants, his mouth hanging open wide enough that drool is starting to drip from his lips. He can feel his legs starting to shake as heat coils in the pit of his stomach before he’s cumming messily all over Chan’s fingers and the bed. They’ll worry about that later when Changbin isn’t deep in his pre-heat and knotted to Chan. “Yes! Yes– Ah!” His voice pitches up as his orgasm continues to rack through his body.
Chan groans as he releases his omega’s mating mark, groaning against his neck as he felt Changbin’s pussy pulsing and squeezing around his knot. Every pulse seemed to squeeze a new wave of cum from the alpha’s knot.
“Fuck– more–” Changbin growls again, rocking his hips roughly back onto the knot, loving the way the knot tugs at his pussy. “More Chan– Fuck! Harder– Fuck me harder–”
Chan growls and rocks his hips forward again, clawed hands coming to grip Changbin’s thighs and stomach.
“Good omega– taking my knot so well– gonna breed you so well– Fuck you full of pups–” Chan pants and laps at Changbin’s neck, moaning as his hips still flush against Changbin’s body, panting tiredly. “Wait– break… need a break please–” He pants tiredly, his body collapsing on top of Changbin as he catches his breath.
Changbin just whines, not moving as he feels the weight of the alpha crush him a little tighter into the mattress. His breathing is ragged with how his neck is bending under the pressure of the alpha’s weight holding him down.
“Neck– neck– alpha my neck.”
“Shit– Sorry.” Chan backs off, doing his best to shift as gently as possible so he doesn’t tug too hard at the knot still locked in Changbin’s pussy, shuddering at the tension between them.
“Alpha– ah– fuck your knot’s so big alpha~” His voice is so high as he let himself sit up on his knees, turning to push Chan onto his back before shifting to start riding his knot, moaning gutturally as his hands come to his chest to tease his nipples and heighten the pleasure of the knot rubbing inside him.
“So pretty…” Chan pants as he lays back, his hands coming to hold Changbin’s sides as he rides, bouncing as best he can on the knot still swollen inside him. Changbin’s face is flush and shining with sweat from his heat starting to fully take hold of him. “Good omega– fuck.”
Changbin’s words are beginning to dissolve into mindless moans and grunts with every bounce of his hips. He lets out a whimper as another orgasm starts to crawl between his hips, one hand dropping to toy with his clit as he continues to bounce sloppily. It only takes a couple of strokes of his fingers over his clit before he’s cumming again, squirting hard enough on his alpha’s knot to have it pop out of him.
“No– Ah! Alpha no!” He whines, legs shaking as he rocks his hips roughly along Chan’s length, the sound quickly morphing into an angry growl as the alpha’s knot slaps uselessly against his pussy.
“Hey– Shhhh sh it’s okay baby.” Chan coos, his hand coming to cover Changbin’s pussy gently before pressing his own fingers into the omega, feeling the way his pussy clenches and flutters hungrily for anything it can take. Changbin groans and rocks his hips again, his toes curling as Chan hooks his fingers upward to hit Changbin’s g-spot, forcing more pleasure to course through the omega’s body. “Good boy— You gonna cum on my fingers, pretty thing?”
Changbin whimpers again, hips moving uncontrollably as he brings his hands to grip Chan’s wrist and rip his hand away to come again, squirting all over the sheets as his body shakes through his second orgasm of the day.
“Fuck! A-a-ah!” Changbin’s hips stutter uselessly as his claws dig into Chan’s wrist.
“Good boy–” Chan growled, pushing himself to curl over Changbin’s shoulder, licking and kissing at the mark on Changbin’s neck. “So pretty when you come for your alpha.”
Chan’s words aren’t registering in Changbin’s head as he slips deeper into his omega headspace, feeling himself get floaty in the after-effects of his orgasm. He can feel his knees shaking and his heart hammering in his chest as he hunchs over where Chan’s hand stays on his stomach.
He moans low and guttural in his throat before turning to snap at Chan possessively as the alpha draws his hands away, shifting enough to have his knees braced to one side of the alpha as he gnashes his teeth at his neck. He can feel his fangs grazing the barest skin on Chan before there’s a hand covering his mouth, pushing him back down onto the bed roughly.
“Down!” This is the only word Changbin picks up as he is crushed into the mattress with two clawed hands on his neck and over his mouth. He let out a growl as he fought the hands, teeth biting and snapping violently against the palm that was muzzling him.
Then there is a rough hand on his neck, the claws digging into the muscles just around his spine to sufficiently scruff him and make his whole body tense and freeze up at the sensation.
“Stop.” The alpha edge of Chan’s voice cuts through the haze of heat that had overcome Changbin, making him whine pitifully and shrink as much as his tense body could.
It’s another couple of seconds before Chan’s hand slips away from Changbin’s mouth, the small pool of spit that had accumulated on the palm dribbling between his fingers as they drag along Changbin’s cheek.
“… done?” The beginning of the sentence was lost on Changbin as he stays as still as he can, only whining out a weak affirmative that told Chan he could pull his hand away slowly.
“Knot~” Was the only thing Changbin can get himself to repeat, keeping his face buried against the sheets as he lifts his ass higher. “Please~ need knot~” Changbin whimpers and wiggles his ass, digging his teeth into the pillow desperately. “Please~”
“Patient..” Chan pants as he bends to kiss and bite at Changbin’s neck. The position had his cock rubbing against Changbin’s pussy just enough that he lets out another pitiful whine, the sound barely edging through his heat-hazed brain. He arches his back and his neck to have more space for Chan to scent and bite as he pleases and to try to get at least the tip of the alpha’s cock back inside him.
“Hurts~ knot–” He lets out a guttural groan when he feels a pair of fingers get stuffed into his pussy. It doesn’t feel anywhere near as good as an actual knot but it’s
something
and that’s better than nothing.
“I know, baby.” A third finger gets stuffed into him and Changbin lets out a deeper moan, letting his body sag more completely into the bed. “Let me get the knot toy. It’ll be better than my fingers.”
At that Changbin reaches his hand back, grabbing the alpha’s wrist to keep him in place.
“Don’t you fucking dare move.” He growls, the barest edges of his primal nature still having a hold on his brain as he digs his fingers into the meat of Chan’s arm. “Please– feels good…” His words are somewhat slurred as he rocks his hips back minutely to get the stimulation he needs to keep his body from cramping up.
“Please let me grab it, baby?” God, how can he say no when his mate was kicking out so many sweet pheromones? Even when his body begins to boil with need. He feels Chan pull his hand away and whimpers, relaxing his hand from where he had been gripping Chan’s wrist. Almost as soon as he’s left empty he felt his pussy clenching painfully around nothing.
“Ah! Chan! Please~ pleasepleaseplease–” He begs and gasps as he feels his body reacting until there was a piece of silicone being pushed into his pussy. He lets out a keening whine when he feels it start to swell inside him as Chan rocks it gently back and forth in his body.
“Good boy, Binnie…” Chan coos as he kisses along Changbin’s back and onto his butt cheek. “Taking your toy so well, pretty boy.”
“Kn-knot~” He whimpers, gasping softly when he felt the toy swell to its largest size, effectively plugging the cum in his body. Being so full felt amazing like he was supposed to be like this. Bred up and plugged.
“Yeah pretty baby, you’re getting it.” Chan coos as he shifts to kiss and nibble at Changbin’s mating mark gingerly. “And when I’m ready I’ll fuck you again, just like you like.” At the mention of being fucked and bred again, Changbin whimpers, turning to stuff his face into his pillow as he pushes his ass higher into the air.
His heat lasts a week and a half this time, shorter than normal, even if he had his alpha with him and by the end of it Changbin was exhausted. He barely ate through the whole ordeal, save for small amounts of snacks and water that Felix would bring him when Chan needed a break. It was another week before Changbin even let himself hope that any of the times Chan knotted him had taken.
He
feels
like something is changing but he could just be imagining things. Imagining feeling something sticking inside him, clinging to his womb in a way that feels different. He definitely feels bloated, like the beginning of his period which usually comes after his heats. He’s getting the same cravings too, chocolate and oranges and anything with bubbles to drink.
He doesn’t want to say out loud that he doesn’t think it worked but the second Monday after his heat broke is starting to feel like it. And it hurts.
“Channie…” He whispers gently as he steps into his mate’s office, heart hammering in his throat as he tries to keep himself from crying
Chan must hear how tight his voice is because he turns his chair immediately toward Changbin, his eyes wide with fear and concern seating itself deep in every line of his face.
“Hey, what’s the matter, baby?” He stands and before Changbin can even say anything he feels himself burst into tears, a quiet sob coming from his throat as he wraps his arms around his body. “Woah, hey why the tears?” Warm hands are on Changbin’s face, Chan’s thumbs swiping the tears away as quickly as they fall as the omega looks him in the eye.
“I-I don’t think I’m pregnant…” That morning he’d woken up to blood in his underwear, not what he usually had on the first day of his period but still, any blood seems scary when you’re trying to get pregnant.
“Hey, that’s okay, Changbinnie.” Chan coos as he wraps his arms around his mate, squeezing Changbin as close to his body as he can as he kicks out a wave of comforting scent to cover Changbin’s distress. “This was just our first time trying, remember the doctor said it might take a couple of heats for us to get pregnant.” Always the voice of reason to Changbin’s emotional side. “How about we ask Lix to grab some tests on his way home from the dance studio and we can test after dinner, sound good?”
“But I… I got my period, I don’t… I don’t think it would be worth it.” He doesn’t want to get his hopes up that the blood wasn’t his period. He hiccups softly, sniffling as Chan continues to stroke his cheeks, wiping tears away gingerly.
“It won’t hurt to try, baby. The worst that happens is that it’s not positive and we have to try again.” His voice is soft and Changbin can feel the love radiating from his hands as they squish his cheeks gingerly. “And if it is positive that’s great! We’re gonna have a baby! And we can call the doctor about your bleeding.”
Changbin lets out a soft hiccup, feeling his lips tremble a little bit. He doesn’t deserve to have Chan. He’s so positive all the time even when things look terrifying.
“Now stop those tears, pretty baby. Whatever happens, it’ll be fine.” His hands fall from cupping his face down to hold his waist, stroking his tummy with his thumbs. “I think it worked. And if it counts for anything, you smell different.”
“I smell like I always do when my period starts.” It’s true, he smells no different than any other time he had his period, a little sweeter maybe but he had also spent his whole heat with an alpha that smells like tropical syrup. “You’re getting my hopes up. I don’t wanna get my hopes up in case I’m not.”
“There’s
nothing
wrong with getting your hopes up, Changbin. You know why?” One hand comes up to nudge a knobbly knuckle just under Changbin’s chin, forcing him to look into Chan’s eyes. “Because I’m right here to catch you if they let you down. And I will always be here.” Chan’s lips are soft when they press against his forehead and the fingers holding his chin are so gentle he can barely feel them.
It’s unfair how gently Chan treats Changbin. Especially when Changbin is less than kind to himself. Chan treats him as if he’s some precious piece of blown glass that has to be handled with the utmost care. He should take a page from the alpha’s book, and treat himself kinder.
“No more crying, pretty baby. Unless they’re happy tears.” Chan murmurs against Changbin’s forehead before pulling away and giving him a half smile. “You wanna come sit with me while I work? I just have a couple more things I need to finish up, then we can start dinner?”
Changbin agrees easily, letting Chan drag him away from the door to his desk where the alpha sits down before patting his lap. He crawls into it without hesitating, sitting chest-to-chest with him so he can hook his chin over Chan’s shoulder.
“Hang on baby, here.” Chan pulls back before grabbing the hem of his extra-large hoody to lift it up and over Changbin’s body, trapping the omega in place. “That’s better, right?”
Normally he’d be inclined to agree that yes, this is
much
better. But right now Chan’s scent feels overwhelming. Cloyingly sweet in its syrupy nature as it invades every part of Changbin’s being.
“Wow, you really smell
different
,” Chan comments after he clicks a couple of times on his keyboard, turning to stuff his face in Changbin’s hair and take a deep breath. “Like
really
different. Really good, wow.”
“Stop lying. I smell stinky. Like blood.” His voice isn’t actually loud enough to be heard outside of their little cocoon and Changbin is grateful for it. “If the test is negative I’m gonna cry even harder ‘cause you’re getting my hopes up.”
“I dunno, I think you’re talking yourself down, Changbinnie.” Chan murmurs softly as he bends to kiss Changbin’s head tenderly. “You remember when we were first dating? And your heat hit while I was over?” Changbin does not want to think about the baby he had to abort. “I think you’re psyching yourself out because you are extremely fertile, baby.” His hand soothes the omega’s back tenderly and Chan chuckles.
“Don’t make me think about that.” Changbin whines as he forces his head through the neck of the sweater so he’s nose-to-nose with Chan. There is a moment or two pause before Changbin moves so he can press a kiss to his alpha’s neck. “You really think it worked?”
“I know it did, baby.” Chan coos before kissing Changbin’s head once more.
Chan finishes his work quickly and Changbin peeks his head back out of the neckline of his hoodie as he takes a nap in the alpha’s lap, only waking when he feels Chan stand with the omega gathered in his arms.
“Shhh you’re okay, Bin.” Chan whispers gently as he carries Changbin into the living room. Distantly he hears Felix speaking, the low tone of his voice muddling the English further in Changbin’s half-asleep brain. He smells sweet, caramelized sugar invades Changbin’s senses when Chan passes through the kitchen to give the younger omega a peck on his lips. “
You got the tests, yeah?
”
Changbin sucks in a deep breath, worming his arms under Chan’s arms and locking his ankles behind his back as he turns to look at Felix with bleary eyes. The blond is right next to him and Changbin mindlessly puckers his lips out to the other omega, whining for kisses when he sees him smile and smells the bloom of affection in the air.
“Hi Binnie hyung, did you have a good nap?” Changbin offers a quiet hum in response after receiving his kisses, yawning before unlocking his ankles and moving to try to put his feet on the ground.
“Good morning sleepyhead.” Chan laughs as he lets the omega down, pulling himself out of the hoodie so Changbin can keep it to stay warm. His hand cards through Changbin’s hair, gently pulling at small tangles until it comes free. “You wanna have some dinner? Felix brought your favorite.”
Changbin can smell it as soon as he steps away from his alpha. It smells… fine. He can chalk that up to having a snotty nose from crying and falling asleep with said snotty nose stuffed firmly into Chan’s scent. His mouth isn’t watering like it normally does when he smells it, which is fine. He’s just sad right now.
“Thanks Bokkie.” He coos as he comes to kiss Felix’s cheek again. “You didn’t need to do that when we already asked you to stop once.”
“I wanted to, it was right there so I figured I might as well. Chan said you were feeling down so a pick-me-up was needed.” He’s too good. Too kind in the way he strokes his hand along Changbin’s bicep and gazes at him with stars in his eyes. “I also got a couple of different kinds of tests. Digital, not digital, early detection, the works. We can test after dinner.”
“For now, let’s go eat and watch a movie, okay?” Chan coos from where he’s standing behind Changbin, his hands still resting possessively on the omega’s waist. “We can put something silly on so we don’t have to think, yeah?”
Changbin sniffles and nods, rubbing his eyes with his sweater paws. Chan holds him by his waist as he starts guiding Changbin to the living room. He wants to help some, looping his hand into a bag of takeout as he’s guided along and depositing it onto the coffee table gingerly. He lets out a yelp as Chan pulls the omega into his lap as he falls onto the couch.
“Sorry, pretty thing.” The alpha murmurs as he scents at Changbin’s neck, kissing and nudging his scent gland tenderly. “Just wanna have you in my lap all night.” His voice is muffled as he nuzzles against Changbin’s neck, his arms wrapping more firmly around the omega’s middle.
“What has gotten into you? I thought omegas were supposed to be the clingy ones.” Felix teases as he unpacks the food and sets it out on the table. He leans closer to Changbin once the food is set out, taking a breath in the other omega’s space before sitting back. “Oh– oh I think dinner can wait. You smell… milky?”
“I smell like milk?” That can’t be what Felix means.
“No, I dunno how to describe it other than milky. You smell sweeter and creamy? Like Minho-hyung.” The older omega smelled like raspberries usually. Right now his scent is closer to raspberry milk, being about ready to burst in his own pregnancy. “I think maybe you should take a test before dinner.”
“I… I dunno…” Changbin keeps his voice soft as he stares down at the hands on his stomach. Chan hasn’t stopped touching it since they sat down.
“I’ll come with you, come on. You can pee on the stick and then we can ignore it for a while and eat something okay?” Chan is tender and sweet and kissing his neck as he offers a proverbial hand to hold. “All you gotta do is pee on the stick.”
“What if… what if it’s not…” He feels the tears start up again, less tears than before but his lip still wobbles and frowns. “What if I was but it’s not sticking.”
“Hey, if that’s the case that’s okay, Felix and I will be here.” Chan’s hand comes up to stroke his hair gingerly as the other stays in his stomach. “There’s no harm in peeing on a stick.”
“He’s right, here, I’ll take one with you.” Felix digs through the other plastic bag, producing a box of two early detection tests with a soft smile. “Oooh omega bonding activity, come on, let’s go piss on a stick.”
That makes Changbin giggle, distracting him from the way his heart is beating faster in his chest and his palms get sweaty with nerves. He can trust Felix to make things lighter even if Changbin is spiraling through the worst case scenario.
He nods softly and Felix takes his hand to drag Changbin to their downstairs bathroom where they do both indeed pee on sticks in turn. Changbin keeps his with him, capping the pee end before washing his hands and coming back to the living room where Chan has set the food out. He’s left a little spot on the coffee table open where Changbin places his test, face down on the wooden tabletop. They turn some mindless documentary on the TV to listen to and watch while they eat, Changbin barely picks at his food, nerves set too high on his shoulders and in his throat for him to even want to try to stomach something.
He hadn’t bothered setting a timer for the test, opting instead to just check when they’re done with their dinner, snatching it off the table as soon as Chan finishes clearing the takeout boxes. He waits for Felix to retrieve his own from the bathroom, feeling his heart start to hammer in his chest with the anticipation.
“I feel like I’m gonna barf.” He’s not going to but one can imagine the kind of stress he’s under, this is the one thing he wants most in the entire world right now and if it doesn’t go the way he
wants
it to he might have a little bit of a breakdown.
“It’s okay. Here. Ready? On three.” Felix is quickly back by his side, his own test held upside down in his hands as they get as close as Changbin will let him. “One… two… three.” They flip them together and Changbin’s heart slides the rest of the way up his throat into his mouth.
Pregnant.
“Pregnant.” He repeats the word on the stick softly, barely above a whisper before shaking it in his hand and looking quickly at Felix’s.
Not pregnant.
He points to Felix’s stick and then to his own as his hands start to shake.
“Pregnant.” He says it louder, voice shaking as he looks up to make eye contact with Chan across the coffee table. “I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant!” He doesn’t even think as he drops the test and jumps across the table to tackle Chan to the floor. “I’m pregnant!!! Oh my god!”
Chan catches him as they tumble to the floor and Changbin starts peppering his face with kisses as the tears fall freely from his eyes.
“Hey! Easy baby, easy.” Chan laughs as he rolls them so Changbin can’t accidentally kick the coffee table over and he can pull Changbin into his lap to hold him properly. “What did I say, hey? You’re super fertile. And this explains why you smell so sweet.” To prove his point Chan shoves his nose into Changbin’s neck and takes a deep breath, Changbin takes the opportunity to inhale some of Chan’s own scent, it’s extra sweet and almost boozy smelling with how excited he is.
“And we can definitely say that my birth control is working.” Felix laughs from the couch, setting his test on the table before walking around to join the cuddle puddle. “Good job, Changbin-hyung.” He presses a kiss into his cheek, bringing one small hand down to stroke his nonexistent belly gently.
“Good job Channie too, this was a two man job.” Chan whines from where he’s hooked his chin over Changbin’s shoulder. Changbin can’t see but he can hear the tears in his voice, happy tears, excited tears. Chan is finally getting to be a father after them being together since college and him talking about it since before they even started dating.
“Good job Channie.” Changbin coos as he pulls back to look him in the eye, a fresh wave of tears starting for both of them as Changbin leans in to kiss him. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Chan is soft as he squeezes Changbin closer, arching himself away after a moment to look between them at Changbin’s belly. “Hi baby.”