For all the talking Joshua and Jeonghan do, the actual making the baby part of their arrangement somehow slips through the gaps.
To be fair, they did talk about it very early on. It was a joint decision that at least at first, they would try it outside of Jeonghan's heat — even if that decreases the chances of pregnancy by a lot, they’re not looking forward to overcomplicating things. Knotting during a heat might give them over 80% of chance for pregnancy, but neither of them are prepared to jump into something so intimate and intense with each other.
Those conversations, however, don’t account for a lot of the other details in the situation, and realization only seems to befall Joshua once they inch closer and closer to the scheduled date. They were both in a bit of a rush to start as soon as possible, a mix of nerves and excitement, but in the nights leading up to it Joshua can’t help but start growing nervous every time he pictures it: he’s afraid he won’t know how to act, how to treat Jeonghan, how to make the experience at least comfortable despite the awkwardness.
He’s too embarrassed to bring it up with Jeonghan, or anyone else for that matter, so he’s unsure if he’s supposed to feel relieved or even more apprehensive at how the omega looks just as hesitant as he walks into his apartment when the set evening comes. Jeonghan is still wearing his outfit from the office, formal and sleek, and after general pleasantries and some small talk about the traffic, there’s a thick silence that stays for just a beat too long; enough to bring a shiver of discomfort to Joshua's spine.
Jeonghan is no better, shuffling on his feet before piping up a little too suddenly. “I’m just going to, uh, shower first. If that’s alright.”
Joshua feels the blood rush to his neck, trying his best to wipe his mind clean of any imagination of what Jeonghan's shower might involve considering their plans. “Yeah, of course. You know where the bathroom is, just use anything in there that you want.”
Jeonghan nods, an awkward tilt to his pips, and then he’s scurrying off to the bathroom carrying his overnight bag with him. Joshua breathes out heavily once the omega is gone, not solely due to the uncomfortable interaction; when he leaves, Jeonghan takes with him the almost suffocating scent of anxiety he was putting out without even realizing.
As the shower starts running, Joshua busies himself with meaningless tasks to keep moving. He makes sure his bed is looking nice (even though Jeonghan has certainly seen it at much more deplorable states), prepares some towels to make the cleanup easier, and even checks the expiration date on his lube (which he’s not even sure they’ll have to use, but you know, better be safe than sorry).
Then, he sits on his bed and waits, awkwardly looking at the wall and trying to keep himself chill . He can smell Jeonghan leaving the shower from two rooms away, the sweet and citrus smell of orange and caramel that he’s come to associate so heavily with the omega — though right now, so much stronger than he’s ever noticed before. When Jeonghan comes into the view, Joshua has to stop himself from choking on air lest he makes things even more awkward; it’s hard to though, when the elder is only wearing an oversized shirt Joshua bought him years ago, and a snug pair of boxers.
Jeonghan still looks nervous, hovering by the door for a moment before walking in and closing it softly behind him. It makes the scent even more overpowering now, and Joshua realizes that the omega’s body is probably preparing itself for what it knows it’s about to come, releasing pheromones to attract the alpha.
“So, uh, how do you want to do this?” He asks, trying not to let the silence linger for too long again. “You’re in control here, just tell me what to do.”
Jeonghan is pointedly not looking Joshua in the eyes, but he nods. “On the bed, for sure. We should try on fours, I read that’s the best position for conceiving.”
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Fiksi Penggemar"What if we did it, though?" Jeonghan questions, not without hesitance. Joshua can tell from the way his finger runs meticulous circles on the edges of his bottle. "Made a pup together, I mean." He's gathered since the start of this conversation thi...