Love.
It was strange. All of the ways he felt it. Blossoming inside of him like a flower that had finally been allowed to bloom. More intense and deeper now than it had ever been before. A river flowing, rushing rapids towards a singular source.
He understood now. And maybe that should make him love less. Should start the process of falling out of it. Maybe something was wrong with him. Because it didn't.
It only made him fall harder. Fall faster. And there was nothing that could stop the descent. Nothing that could even slow it. It was so true that it could practically become gospel. He could practically hear the angels singing it.
Love was infinite.
...
He couldn't sleep. No, he kept glancing over at that stupid tablet, wishing for the screen to light up. All of his nails had been bitten right down to the quick, and every bit of dry skin had been peeled from his lips when he ran out of fingers. He wanted his alpha. Wanted to see his face. Wanted to hear his voice.
And he knew, rationally, that he was the reason they weren't together right now. Why he was laying alone on this sunken old couch with nothing but blankets to wrap around him for comfort and not with his mate.
But he wasn't feeling very rational at the moment.
He was feeling lonely. Lonely and regretful and it took every ounce of self control to not just grab the keys to the car Jimin had left him and go back.
But Jimin had also been right when he'd said that it was dangerous out there for an omega. And while he was relatively certain that nothing would happen between the house and the car, and then the car and the apartment, it wasn't a risk he was willing to take.
Not when he had another precious life cradled inside of him.
The scent was getting stronger. No longer soft, refreshing undertones carried along the edges of his own scent, but something deeper. Sweet watermelon and something almost herbal, like a blended fruit tea.
An omega's scent. Nothing at all like the hickory wood smoke and campfire scent of their alpha. Nothing deep and almost burnt, like marshmallows that had been roasted for far too long.
But that was alright. That was fine. Because he was going to teach his child from the moment it arrived that being an omega wasn't a curse. That it wasn't something to be ashamed of. That it wasn't something ugly that needed to be hidden away.
It was a blessing. And it was beautiful.
Sighing, he gave in and let himself check the time, only to find that no more than twenty minutes had gone by since he last looked. Groaning in frustration, he let it fall onto his chest, slumping back down. There was no way he going to get any sleep. Not when his entire body ached to have the alpha's arms around him.
His fingers were moving before his mind could even catch up, flying across the screen, typing out a quick message. Chances were exceptionally good that the alpha was already asleep, considering they had said good night hours before. But perhaps if he got no response his heart would finally stop feeling as though it were being torn apart and he could rest.
'Alpha
I can't sleep
I thought I could be strong and make it through another night alone
But I can't
I need you
Your voice
Something
Anything'
Somewhere in the distance he could practically hear Jimin sighing at him, making some comment about how this was exactly why the fool bunny always thought he could have whatever he wanted. That he was meant to be teaching the alpha a lesson.
