In a world where being born an Omega is seen as a mark of weakness, what happens when someone is born even weaker than that? How does society treat you? How do your family and friends look at you when you're deemed less than the lowest rank?
Kim Tae...
“Here you go, sir,” Taehyung said gently, handing the medicine to an elderly patient who had come to the health center for his weekly blood sugar checkup.
“Your sugar levels are a bit high, sir. You’ll need to work on that, okay?” Taehyung advised with a warm smile, sitting behind the counter. His doctor had restricted him from moving around too much due to his pregnancy, so he had to limit his activities at the clinic.
“Hehe, my daughter got married last week, so I indulged in some sweets out of happiness,” the old man admitted, his hand trembling slightly as he took the medicine.
“Congratulations on her marriage, sir. That sounds like a joyous occasion,” Taehyung replied sincerely. “But now that you’ve had your cheat week, no more sweets, alright? Also, make sure to rest and avoid overworking in the fields.”
The old man chuckled, getting up slowly from his chair. “Alright, my child. I’ll listen to you. God bless you and your little ones,” he said, placing a gentle hand on Taehyung’s head in blessing.
Taehyung beamed at the gesture, feeling a sense of warmth as he watched the familiar figure walk away. The man was a regular patient, and his words always carried a comforting, fatherly tone.
Just as Taehyung turned his attention back to the counter, busy scheduling the next appointment, he remained unaware of a pair of loving eyes watching him from a distance.
It was Jungkook, his husband, standing near the entrance of the health center. He had come to pick Taehyung up, knowing it was his last day at work. At six months pregnant, Taehyung’s doctor had advised him to rest and focus on preparing for their baby’s arrival.
Jungkook leaned against the wall, a soft smile on his face as he observed Taehyung’s kindness and dedication. His heart swelled with pride and love, knowing how much Taehyung cared for others, even while carrying their child. Soon, he would step forward and take Taehyung home, ensuring his husband and their unborn children received all the care they needed.
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"Oh my god, Koo! LOOK HOW CUTE THIS IS!"
Taehyung's joyful voice echoed through the store as he held up an impossibly tiny baby shirt, practically beaming. They were out shopping for baby clothes at a mall outside their pack, known for its excellent baby product selection.
"Very cute, honey," Jungkook replied, carrying Taehyung's purse in one hand while walking a few steps behind him, his eyes soft with love. He couldn't get enough of how excited Taehyung was about every single item in the store.
"Let's get it! What do you think?" Taehyung asked, his wide eyes shining with excitement.
"Sure, but baby, don't jump, okay?" Jungkook cautioned, watching Taehyung bounce on his toes like a child. The floor was slippery, and Jungkook wasn't about to take any risks.
They had already picked up all the essentials—receiving blankets, two car seat, two baby carrier, two bassinet, nursing pillows, bottles, two crib, and a changing table. The store offered home delivery, so all that was left was clothing shopping, which Taehyung seemed to enjoy far too much.
Taehyung added the tiny shirt to the overflowing cart Jungkook was pushing. The pile of clothes had no regard for gender—comfort and practicality mattered most to the couple. They were shopping specifically for newborns, so style wasn't even a concern.
"Tae, look at this!" Jungkook held up a pair of matching baby onesies. One had the text "I'm Older," and the other said, "no i am"
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