“you look perfect,” jae—hyuk replies with a soft smile, admiring the way his mate looked in the clothes that he had chosen for him. calais always looked good, but … there was something satisfying about seeing the omega wearing something that he himself had picked out.
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clothing for that evening is already laid out on the bed for calais’ approval : a knit grey sweater from valentino, and a black pair of trousers to match. and, too, a long wool coat to help combat the evening’s chill. he wouldn’t want his mate to freeze to death, of course, ›
a soft sigh as he shakes his head——he’d forgotten how moody that calais could be during pregnancy. but, it would all blow over, especially with the delicious food that awaited them.
in the meantime, he steps into the walk—in closet to select an outfit for the omega to wear.
𝑡𝑐𝘩. again, he’s presented with temptation. of course calais asked with help undressing, because how else would jae—hyuk have been able to see the panties that he was wearing?
“not at all. but, we do have a place to be at a certain time, and i don’t want to be late.”
“𝑎𝑖𝑠𝘩——you little minx. you’ll do anything to keep my hands on you, hm?” a soft tut, although he doesn’t really mean it——pulling calais’ shirt over his head first. “you know that you’re perfectly capable.”
palms flatten against the omega’s sides with a soft hum against his lips, holding him close for a moment before pulling away——ushering calais towards the bathroom. “𝑔𝑜, already. we’ll have plenty of time for that later, and i don’t want to miss our reservation.”
“of course i can. i’ll have them laid out on the bed for you by the time you get out of the shower.” another fond kiss pressed to the omega’s forehead before guiding him towards the master bedroom. he already has an outfit in mind, indeed.
“if i join you in the shower, we might miss our reservation,” jae—hyuk replies with a low chuckle, a hand reaching up to stroke over calais’ cheek. “as tempting as that offer is, of course.”
“we 𝑑𝑜 need to celebrate, yes. we have every reason to. we should have some dessert afterwards, too——the whole nine yards.” heart—shaped smile blossoms against the omega’s lips, pulling back to bestow another to his cheek. “i already organized the nanny, they should be ›
“of course i’m sure, yeobo. you always look so beautiful when you’re round with my pup.” a fond nuzzle of their noses together, his hands moving to flatten against the omega’s hipbones instead. “i’m sure i could talk to the chefs at the omakase about bringing some pregnancy ›
“and you didn’t say anything to me?” now, he just feels guilty for working his mate so hard in the dance studio. if he had known … well, he would’ve sent calais straight back home. hands cup over full cheeks, lips pressing to his forehead before his mouth. “this is ›
immediately swooping downward, nostrils flaring as he sweeps the expanse of the omega’s neck——taking in his natural scent. and underneath, there’s——
“how long have you known?”




