Collision

Chapter 97

"But- the baby, can we...?"

"Yes," he answers quickly, "we can. We won't hurt the baby, I promise."

That seems to be enough for Namjoon. He slides Seokjin off of his lap, hoisting himself out of the chair. Giggling at the enthusiasm, Seokjin kept their hands together as he lead Namjoon to the living room.

There wasn't really a bed for them to use- they couldn't use Yoongi and Jeongguk since it was jeongguk's nest, and that would be so wrong. It was alright there, the place wasn't really important.

Telling Namjoon to stay, Seokjin quickly gets a bunch of blankets, pillows, and more blankets to create a comfortable makeshift bed on the floor of the living room, just like how Taehyung and Jimin sleep by the fire. Hoseok sleeps outside on the porch, saying he likes the cool weather against his fur, and Seokjin gets the couch while Namjoon sleeps just below the couch.

It wasn't always ideal, but none of them complained because they were close together. If they really wanted to sleep together, then they would all go outside and sleep as wolves. Sometimes they did that just for pack bonding, and it always made Seokjin really happy.

Once their makeshift nest was formed, Seokjin settled carefully down. It took him longer than he would like to admit, but he was getting much closer to his due date, and because of it, he wasn't as versatile as he once was.

Glancing up, Seokjin cocks his head. "Alpha."

The whispered word snapped Namjoon out of his daze. He strides over, kneeling down where his legs were. His breathing became a bit heavier as he watches Seokjin prop a pillow under his back, easing the ache from his rounded belly, and Seokjin easily opens his legs.

"You're going to have to tell me what to do, baby," Namjoon whispers, hands trailing up his foot, over his leg, massaging his thigh. Seokjin felt his cock twitch from his pants, already feeling the arousal from before stir again.

"Instincts," Seokjin pants, wiggling. He was eager, his body was eager, and Namjoon's heat emitting from his hand on his thigh was beginning to already swallow him whole.

Namjoon's eyes flared golden, pushing himself back and pulling off his shirt. He tosses it aside, body rippling. Seokjin's breath caught in his throat, staring at the perfection of his chest. His fingers twitched, aching to touch.

Reaching over, the Alpha easily helps Seokjin remove his own shirt. The Omega blushed bright red, realizing that his body was softer, hips wider, and belly protruding with stretch marks to the point that he actually felt self-conscious.

He moves to cover himself with a blanket, but Namjoon grabs his hand and pulls him back. "Don't, Jin. Fuck, baby, you're beautiful."

"Joon, please, I'm pregnant," Seokjin sighs, shaking his head.

"Yes. Pregnant with my pup." There was a growl in his tone, guttural and harsher. Seokjin gasps quietly, bottom lip stuck between his teeth as his body shivers at the Alpha tone to his voice. "Mine."

Taking a single glance at Namjoon's face was enough for him to know that the Alpha in him was taking over, eyes glowing and body trembling as he ravishes Seokjin's body with his eyes.

"Alpha," Seokjin whispers, dropping his hands from where it was covering his chest. His eyes flash, a growl rumbling through his throat. "I'm yours."

"Mine," the Alpha repeats more firmly, hands grappling at his pants, shoving them down and practically tearing them off.

The arousal spikes in Seokjin's body at the possessiveness in his tone, the Omega in him preening as his scent thickens and heightens. His head tilts back as Namjoon sits back, admiring him.