Little Miracle - BokuAka Omegaverse

36. Giggles

The picture above is the layout of their house. Excuse my weird handwriting that's not how I usually how I write.

By now, Emiko was nearly two and a very active little girl. She would toddle around and bump into things, giggling. Sometimes when one of her parents would be cooking or cleaning, she'd walk into their legs and squeal.

Both would give her a gentle hug and a kiss on her forehead before easing her onto a mat to play.

"Mama!"

Akaashi sighed. "Jesus Christ. Okay." He walked into her room and patted her back. "Hey princess."

"Juice!"

"Ah. Okay." He started to lift her up to go to the kitchen but put her down and held his side. "Oh wow…"

"Juice!"

"In just a second." Akaashi mumbled. He stood back up and walked into his own room. "Ko."

Bokuto looked up from his desk. "Hm?"

"Can you… please get Emmy and get her some juice?"

"Yeah…?" Bokuto stood. "Something smells off. What hurts? Or where?"

"I'm sure it's fine." Akaashi mumbled.

"No, if I can smell it it's bad."

"Just get her the damned juice Koutarou."

"Okay but then straight back."

"Fine. Go."

Bokuto walked out and got Emiko what she wanted before coming back. He set the little girl on his bed before going back to Akaashi, who was leaning against the wall. "Okay where does it hurt?"

"Stomach."

"Like a regular stomach ache?" Bokuto questioned. He took Akaashi's glasses and set them aside.

"Worse."

"You can't be pregnant and that doesn't hurt." He leaned down and sniffed at Akaashi's stomach. "Yeah you're not pregnant. I hope. Uh… can I lift your shirt?"

"Sure."

Bokuto lifted the cloth. "Okay…"

"Daddy!"

Bokuto turned. "Emmy."

"Daddy!"

"Hey, lay on your back so I can properly see."

Akaashi walked over to the bed and laid down. Emiko heard him and got closer. He put her on his chest as Bokuto looked. Akaashi frowned at Emiko. "You have snot on your face."

Emiko screamed as soon as Akaashi tried to remove it and flipped back. Bokuto startled and lifted her off of Akaashi's waist. "Don't do that… jeez."

Akaashi got up quickly and ran into the bathroom. Bokuto froze as a wave of the younger male's pheromones hit him. How much pain did he have to be in for it to be that bad?

"Keiji?!" Bokuto hurried into the bathroom and bent down. Akaashi was crying, leaning over the toilet.

"I-it hurts so… so bad…"

Akaashi never cried no matter how much something hurt. Only when he'd had Emiko did he cry. "Keiji. Take a deep breath, okay? Can you move?"

"N-not very-" Akaashi leaned over the toilet and started puking, crying through it still.

Bokuto wet a rag and wiped his face. "Shhhh… it's okay."

Akaashi stopped for a moment, gasping. "I-I need-" He started throwing up again.