To no one's surprise, Seokjin was confirmed pregnant a month later. Jimin and Taehyung had come back but they still didn't see Seokjin often enough, both of them busy with their own problems and Seokjin didn't want to make them even more annoyed with the fact that he was pregnant and they were struggling, Jimin with Yoongi and Taehyung with Jungkook and Hoseok.
His pregnancy went smoothly, his stomach growing every single day. He gained a lot of weight, his face, fingers, stomach, and feet had grown pudgy but he didn't mind. It was just a sign that he was healthy and his Alpha also didn't seem to mind, always pinching his cheeks and sides. It annoyed him sometimes while it warmed his heart at others.
His chest had grown soft as well, his body producing milk for his pups and even though he was constantly sour and hurting, he took all of it for the sake of his pups. They weren't sure how many they were having, but Seokjin was hoping for more than one. He wanted his first to be at least twins because it was widely known that if an Alpha could impregnate an Omega with more than one pup, they were very powerful Alphas. He wanted to make Namjoon proud and he also wanted his son or daughter to have a sibling their age.
He refused to go to a hospital, those were only there for emergencies, most Omegas just gave birth at home because the chances of any complications were slim to none. Their body was made specifically for this so there wasn't any need for a doctor or a nurse.
His father might've been even more excited than Namjoon, if possible. So much so that he almost jumped on his paralyzed legs and started dancing. Namjoon was happy, of course, he was, but he'd rather that stayed between him and Seokjin, in the darkness of their room when Seokjin pretended to sleep and the other would lean in to kiss over the bump of his stomach, whispering how much he loved the pups and how much he loved Seokjin. He was sure he knew Seokjin was awake but just wouldn't say anything. It always melted his heart down to butter.
Currently, he was in his eighth month. He hadn't seen Jimin and Taehyung for a long time now and he had no idea what was happening with them or if they were even alive or not. Last he heard from Namjoon was that there was some trouble but after, the Alpha refused to say anything and they never went to visit. In fact, Namjoon has been looking through house catalogs so that they could move into a house more safe, secure and with enough rooms for everyone in the house, they were three now but would be becoming four or five very soon.
"Joonie?" He was sitting next to his father on the couch right now, the man watching TV while he stroked over his bulging stomach, the pups kicked him constantly in the mornings, though he was thankful they seemed to sleep when he did as well. The Alpha poked his head out of the kitchen, raising an eyebrow in question to see what his mate wanted. Seokjin would usually get everything for himself, not wanting to bother Namjoon but he couldn't even walk properly now and it hurt not only his back but legs too.
"Can you get me some water, please? I'm very thirsty." His father turned his head for a moment to look at the both of them then turned his attention back to the show he was watching.
"Of course, just a moment." He disappeared back inside the kitchen and then came back with a large tray, with enough food on it for four or more people. The soup, rice, and kimchi were for his father, he loved those and Seokjin tried to make it for him anytime he craved it. Today though, he'd only managed to guide Namjoon through it, which was amusing. He hadn't thought he was hungry but when he saw the food, his stomach immediately grumbled and sat up straight, taking the water with a 'thank you' to Namjoon and downing it.
"Aish-how are you supposed to take care of the kids and Seokjin if you can't even cook properly? Seokjin-ah, give birth to these rascals so I can have proper food again." Seokjin giggled at his father's complaining, even though he was eating his food and Namjoon smiled sheepishly. Seokjin placed some of the rice and kimchi for himself, taking the pickles and pickled radish and taking a few bites, smiling at Namjoon.
"They're great Joonie, a little salty but a huge improvement. Dad's just being a sour puss so don't listen to him okay?" He took Namjoon's hand, kissing his cheek and grinning, which made Namjoon grin back and place a hand on his stomach, taking the plate that was handed to him by Seokjin after he had filled it.
"I'm still here you know." Seokjin blushed and looked at his father, giving him an annoyed look.
"We realize that. Now eat, you're practically skin and bones. How do you expect to stay healthy if you don't eat!" Namjoon smiled at the bickering of the son and father, knowing that he and Seokjin would be parents soon. Seokjin seemed to sense his fondness and turn to him, a bright smile on his face as he stroked over his stomach, the pups kicking against his stomach and he sighed slightly.
He'd have to endure this for another month, and then their life would be perfect. He'd believed that he was a slave when he was bought by Namjoon. He didn't believe that anymore, not with the way Namjoon was smiling at him.
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Slave|| Namjin {Book 1 Of Slave Trilogy}
Fanfiction"You're not my slave, you're more precious than that"