LOVE SYNDROME [NAN & MAC] - Short Stories

Chapter 19 - Decisions

I attempted my first time skip & omegaverse at Chapter 19, failing miserably, gaps too wide between my chapters to make sense. I do read all your comments, the good, the bad, the constructive, so here's a little work to fill that void #fingerscrossed!

Please read in the following sequence: Chapter 19 - Lines >Decisions>His.

Thank you.

// Run//

//Hide//

//His coming//

His hands shook even as he locked the bedroom door behind him for the first time, slumping on the bed, trying to catch his breath, which would not come.

He was panicking, his brain making it loudly known, his fight or flight response choosing the later, having run up the stairs in a rush. It was so quiet downstairs, one could not have known of an ongoing party unless they were in attendance. If ever there was a second chance to relive the moment, he would break a bottle over Itt's head for putting him in the spotlight. It was one fucking drink and now everyone knew his secret. Kat and moreover Neil, whom he only knew by name, had been his shields, albeit temporarily, because Nan would come up anytime now.

He rushed to the balcony, but only a dark track and large open field greeted him, devoid of the usual spectators and racers, the track closed for the occasion. Jumping off a double-storey balcony would only land him in crutches, to be confined here once more, at Nan's mercy.

//Think Mac, think!!!//

Dad? No...Dad would not support him, he cared a lot for Nan and believed his alpha enough to allow Mac to live here, so his Dad was out.

Friends? What friends, Nan had torn him from his friends during the months he was here, Mac not having the opportunity to meet up or hang out with them like usual, and like a season change, they too withered away, leaving him all alone.

Dew? But the fact Three was his boyfriend cancelled those thoughts, who Three once favored Nan and would spill if Dew didn't, of his whereabouts.

His tummy was cramping, nausea rising to his throat, his nervous system reacting to his stress as he doubled over the toilet bowl, dry heaving, gagging at nothing, his mind going on overdrive as fingers clutched his tummy and the porcelain, body demanding his action, sweat dripping off his temples. The very fact he had to run, but knowing to accomplish that, he had to get off the floor first, had him pushing two fingers down his own throat, bile and vomit rising to the surface.

Pregnant.

Mac was pregnant.

Mac, his very own omega was pregnant.

// He was going to be a Dad?// had Nan pausing at the very first step, the guys walking out the door behind him, mumbling their goodbyes after the party abruptly ended. Never in a lifetime had he seen this coming. Heck, he didn't even think he'd have an omega even back then! Life gave him one, or rather he snatched one, but to actually mate and have him here had been a blessing, minus the brat's cold demeanor and snarks of course. Nan couldn't be without him now, his alpha needing his omega constantly, consoling itself whenever Mac went to work or to his father.

// Mac was pregnant// his mind said once more, and the more times he said it, the better his mood got, improving drastically from previous.

Closing up after the last guest left, Wei touched the frozen shoulder by the stairs on his way back in.