"Beautiful" (Omegaverse Michael x Noah)

~73~ "Ripped Shirt."

~Noah~ (SMUT REQUESTED BY: -Ur_F4v_M00nCh3rub- )
I brought the bottle of beer up to my lips to take a sip as I sat on Rose and Alex's couch in their apartment. Michael sitting down on the floor next to my legs as Lily, Posi, Lia, Elias and him all played monopoly together.
It was almost 7 on a Sunday night, long after Willow and Maisie had gone to bed and Rose asked everyone to come have dinner.

Last thing I wanted to do was play a board game with these people though. Twenty minutes in and they were already yelling at each other.
"JAIL! JAIL! JAIL! JAIL!" They all chanted simultaneously at Elias as he pulled a "go to jail" card.

"Gonna kill all of you when I break outta here." He grumbled, moving his character to the space.

"You're just mad 'cause you're losing." Michael tilted his head with a smirk as he sat on his knees across from Elias.

"You're in like third place, shut up, mutt." He snickered. I sighed quietly, my arms rested on my legs as I leaned over slightly to watch the two of them better.

"I will hit you." Michael narrowed his eyes, leaning forward on his hands.

"That would be priceless." He laughed, the girls slightly backed away as Michael let out a low growl. And with a crash of the game pieces, pounced on Elias.

"Oh my god." I sighed, standing up and placing my beer down on the side table. I took a couple steps over and grabbed my fuckin 2 months pregnant mate, pulling him off of Elias and to his feet. He let out a sighing growl as I dragged him a couple feet away.
He looked past me, eyes shooting daggers at Elias.

"Gotta get your mate to save ya?" He grinned, amused at Michael's immediate response of attempting to get past me to attack each other once again.
I quite easily held him back.

"Both of you, quit antagonizing each other." Rose chimed in from the kitchen as she was in the middle of mixing cooked pasta noodles with the sauce she just made.
"You should know better than to pick fights with a pregnant omega, 'cause you'll fuckin lose." She laughed, glancing over at Elias from the corner of her eyes. He mumbled something incoherent.

"Huh?" Michael leaned against my chest in my arms as he heard her speak, no longer fighting me to leave.

"What?" She turned her head back to look at him, a confused look on her face as if she was worried she had done something horrible.

"How'd you know I'm pregnant?" He furrowed his brows. Her expression relaxed.

"Your scent is the exact same every day, which means you're using scent blockers, even when you're not going out. You've been in my apartment for an hour and you've spent one half asleep, and the other fighting. And Noah's been a bitch, according to Alex." She shrugged, her heard turning back to focus on the cooking.
I looked over at Alex with flattened eyes. Her face went white with embarrassment, eyes shifting over to Rose.

"Rose!" She whisper yelled to her wife, who just grinned, speaking a small apology.

"Also- just to say, I'm not tryna fight him. It's just funny how he thinks he can beat me up." Elias leaned against the counter, raising his hands next to his head in a non-guilty gesture.

"Shut up.." Michael grumbled, digging his face into my chest. I gently rubbed his back, kissing the top of his head before I let go.

"Dinner's ready." Rose hummed, grabbing plates from a cabinet and stepping back as we all gathered and grabbed one. Each serving up the pasta from the pot onto our plates before finding spots to sit down.
I sat down on one of the kitchen island stools, Michael sitting next to me, Posi on the other side of him, and the other's sort standing around the counter as they ate.