"Beautiful" (Omegaverse Michael x Noah)

~35~ "Pain."

~Noah~ (THANK YOU MIKI FOR THE IDEA! I will use your other part in the next chapter ❤️❤️)
I woke up with Michael wrapped in my arms, stealing half the blanket from me but I didn't really mind. "My love.." I whispered to him and kissed his head as he mumbled something incoherent in his sleep, rolling over to curl into a ball, completely engulfed in the comforter. I stood up and walked over to the bathroom, beginning to brush my teeth.

I read the clock out of the reflection in the mirror, seeing it was almost 10:30 am. I scrubbed my teeth and soon spat out the toothpaste, suddenly feeling arms wrap around me from behind as I did. I flinched, turning around to see it was just a tired and groggy Michael, digging his face into my chest.

"You okay?" I ran my hand through his hair, smiling softly down at him, he shook his head. "What's wrong?"

"My body hurts.."

"In what way?"

"I don't know.. It just hurts." He had tears welled up in his eyes, sniffing. I lifted up his chin with my hand, stroking his face.

"Oh love.. Do you need to see Rose?"

"No, I don't want to. It's not that bad, trust me." He winced.

"Okay I guess.. I'll get you some tea." I washed my toothbrush off and walked to our closet, putting on some proper pants and a button up. Michael sat down in my chair, zoning out.

"You wanna be carried?" I asked, grabbing my phone off the bedside table and putting it in my pocket. Michael blinked, coming back to reality as he looked up at me.

"Mhm.." He held his arms out for me as I leaned down and picked him up, letting him wrap his arms and legs around me. I kissed his head, carrying out of our room and into the kitchen where I placed him back on his feet and started boiling some water.

He immediately hugged me again when he got the chance as I leaned against the counter, rubbing his back. "Are you upset?" I worriedly asked him.

"No, just wanna be close to you.. I dunno why."

"That's cute." I chuckled, lifting his head up and kissing him, he melted into my touch, grabbing my face to keep me from pulling away and leaving him.

"Good morning." Posi walked in, wearing loose pyjama pants and a black bra, holding a bag of chips and slowly taking a bite of one.

"Morning." I responded, leaning my hands on the counter, yet Michael refused to move.

"You good Michael?"

"Mm." He mumbled with a huff, standing up on his tippy toes to scent the crook of my neck with his cheek for literally no reason, everyone knows we're mates.

"Apparently something kinda hurts but he doesn't know what." I lightly moved my head, giving him better access as I decided it was easier to let him do what he wanted right now.

"Is he sick? He's scenting you like you're actively disintegrating." She talked like he wasn't in the room because he basically wasn't, he was in his own little zone, I pushed him down lightly, he whimpered but obliged.

"Where does it hurt?" I asked him, he shrugged, "I dunno, kinda like below my stomach but not really." He said, staring at the ground.

"Your due date isn't for another two weeks." I bit the inside of my cheek, the baby wasn't supposed to come until like early March or the end of February.

"I don't think it's that— I feel like it would hurt more— right?" He crossed his arms, sighing.

"Tell me if they get worse." The kettle started to boil and I took it off the heat, pouring the boiling water into a teacup. "What tea do you want?"