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One morning, while waiting for breakfast at the dining table, Hoseok looks up to see his mate standing with a hand resting on his lower stomach. He knows it's because of the branding mark beneath the shirt, but the first thing the Alpha's brain comes up with is imagining that this is what the Omega would look like when pregnant, only with a bigger belly then. Round with his pups.
For some reason Hoseok never brought that topic up, at first only keeping quiet about it to not scare the Omega away. But now that the gears in his head are turning, something in him sparks that makes him stand up and hug his mate from behind, putting both his hands on Yoongi's.
He smiles as the Alpha gets closer, and leans into his embrace, but then Hoseok speaks right into his ear, and the words make his blood run cold.
"Soon you'll be carrying my pups in there, my Omega."
They've never talked about it so sure, he's surprised, but he can't understand why he's not jumping up and down at the thought of Hoseok breeding him, why giving his mate pups, having his own to care for, isn't making him experience the bliss he knows every Omega should feel. So he just asks, shivering while the Alpha keeps breathing on his neck, "Soon?"
"If you're good in the meantime," Hoseok starts explaining, while giving off calming and pleased pheromones, "then I will breed you during your next heat. You’ll stop taking your birth control before that. And then you can carry our little ones; I just know you'll look so beautiful all round and glowing. Isn't that wonderful? The thought of it alone makes me so happy. You'll be a perfect mother, I can feel that. My perfect, beautiful Omega finally having my offspring."
Yoongi has to smile, it does all sound so dreamy. Him, a mother. He's ready, and he'll have his Alpha by his side the whole time. They're going to be a happy family.
He turns around and throws his arms around Hoseok's neck, tilting his head up for a kiss that the Alpha returns just all too gladly, then peppers little pecks over Yoongi’s entire face afterwards.
A few days later they're able to take the bandages off of the brandings, now that they're healed enough, though some time later Hoseok catches the Omega absentmindedly scratching it and stops him mid move, grabbing his wrist with a firm grip and sending him a warning glare.
"If you scratch it now it will look ugly once it's healed. Be a good Omega, I don't want to have to punish you. You want to earn those pups, don't you?"
Yoongi looks at him in fear, heart racing. Of course he shouldn't have touched it, but it won't happen again, it can't. "I do, Alpha, I'm sorry," he pleads, tightening his free hand into a fist when his skin starts itching again. "I'll be good, please."
"You better be," Hoseok hisses and lets go of Yoongi's arm, returning his focus to what he was doing before. "I want you to put on a bandage again once I leave for work tomorrow. I can't trust you to not cave in when I'm not around to watch over you."
Yoongi does as he's told, because his Alpha is right. He's ashamed that he can't control himself, but covering the burns again isn't that bad. It's been too long and he just wants them to heal so he can show them off proudly, without wanting to poke the itch off.
He tries his best to be good all the time too, doesn't ask for anything and doesn't hesitate when Hoseok gives him an order, even if he has to clean a room for the second time without the Alpha even looking at it. He wants to prove that he can be a good mate and take care of the apartment now, and will be just as good when he has a couple little ones to watch over as well.
Hoseok is very satisfied with his behavior lately, how well Yoongi always listens and scrambles to do everything immediately. It's kind of cute how eager he is to please the Alpha.
And even the odd time Hoseok doesn't like the way his Omega behaves in a specific situation, like when he gets annoyed making dinner is taking Yoongi so long, the only thing he has to do to get him to hurry is say "If you need this long already, how would you be able to manage cooking for even more people?"
Or that other time, when Hoseok comes home late from work only to declare he'll be going out all night with friends, and the Omega is visibly sulky and pouty. Just one little reminder to be a good boy or Hoseok might put him on birth control again and simply ignore him during his heat, that's all it takes.
But Yoongi’s good, and it ends up being much better than his previous heat. He loves knowing that when Hoseok fills him up now, they're also trying to get him pregnant, just hopes his mate will be understanding if he's too tired to do something quickly.
A few days after the heat ends, he wakes up feeling heavy and tired again, and for a second he fears something strange is going on, but then he remembers he wants something special to happen.
Hoseok can feel his mate's nervousness and excitement through their bond, and he can also tell that something is definitely different with his Omega, he feels some change. Softer, somehow.
And he can already predict what the outcome of the test will be when Yoongi heads into the bathroom, his inner Alpha beaming with pride.
Yoongi waits until the lines are clear enough before throwing the door open and running into Hoseok's arms, holding on tightly as he murmurs in his mate's ear "We're going to be a family."
Hoseok grins and hugs the Omega even closer to him, kisses whatever piece of skin he can reach. He can already feel himself growing twice as possessive and protective, now that it’s confirmed there really is a litter of his babies inside Yoongi.
"Knew it. I'm so happy, I can't wait until you're all round and full of my pups, my little dumpling."
The time until then goes by pretty quickly, and soon Yoongi's complaining he can't see the branding mark on the underside of his belly. But he loves how big he's getting because it means his pups are growing, and his mate certainly likes it as well.
Some days he doesn't feel like stretching or moving around too much, but he's still good, for the most part. There are a few dishes he can't tolerate the smell or taste of, and he doesn't shy away from letting his hungry Alpha know. It never ends well, but he can't expect to get away with something like that, even if he's slacking a little without the threat of not being bred.
But he's just tired and sensitive, misses Hoseok when he's gone and only wants to cuddle when he's home, not clean and all that. Still, his mate has a point; he has to be in top shape when the pups are born, and he could easily start now.
Hoseok always makes sure his Omega's health is their priority, after all he's holding the lives of his little unborn pups underneath his heart. Always makes Yoongi take all his supplements and has a private midwife come to their apartment regularly for all necessary checkups.
But as much as he takes care of his mate physically, he's really starting to get irritated by Yoongi's growing carelessness. It seems like the Omega thinks he's getting a free pass on chores just because he's pregnant? One day Hoseok has had enough. He sees his Omega lounging around when all the chores from today are still not done, so he just grabs him by the arm and pulls him towards the kitchen, even as he protests.
"Alright, I've had enough with you being bratty and lazy lately. What the fuck is this shit?! The kitchen still looks like a mess from yesterday. Did you forget what you're here for, Omega?"
Yoongi just lets out a frustrated sigh, one hand going to his belly. "I'm tired, Alpha, I'm sorry.”
Hoseok scoffs and takes a step closer, backing him up against the wall. "Tired from what, doing nothing all day?! If you can't handle it now, maybe you aren't ready to have pups yet."
“If you help me, I could get things done fast," Yoongi mumbles, knows he should do everything himself but it's a lot and he just wants to rest. In his opinion, carrying Hoseok's pups is a duty more important than doing the dishes.
But the Alpha's face turns a lot darker, leaning closer and grabbing Yoongi's jaw tightly, speaking with a tone as sharp as a knife. "Don't you fucking dare talk back to me. You forget your place, Omega. It's to cook and clean and spread your little legs for me, and to fucking do what I tell you to. Don't make me hurt you when you're carrying my pups."
Yoongi holds Hoseok's gaze while he talks, but then he crumbles and bursts into tears, just wanting to keep his pups safe. He knows he should be a good example for them, should be a good mate and not anger his Alpha so often. He's going to try harder, even as his belly keeps weighing him down and his feet are screaming at him to sit down.
"Spare me those crocodile tears. Don't forget that I gave you these," Hoseok hisses as he points to Yoongi's stomach, "and I put that mating mark on you. I own you. And as long as I say you do the fucking chores, you do so without complaining. Are we clear on this now, Omega?"
"Y-yes, Alpha," Yoongi mumbles. And it's hard, but he tells himself it’ll be worth it once he's holding his precious babies in his nest.
On one of Hoseok's free days, and after making sure his mate had nothing else to do, they choose to lie in bed and feel the three pups kick, talking softly to the Omega’s round belly. And Yoongi brings up a topic he's been wanting to discuss for a good number of days. "Alpha, what should we name them?"
"Hm, I want to name one after myself," Hoseok replies quietly and then thinks about it for a moment. "Min-seok? Jun-seok?"
He keeps pondering about the names his girl pups could receive, just as he feels them kicking against his hand on Yoongi's tummy again. Seems like they're just as curious.
"For the girls Chae-eun, Eun-ji? Na-yeon? Min-ji? Would be cute if they have syllables they share. Do you have any names in mind yet?"
Yoongi smiles and lists a few more, some overlapping with Hoseok's ideas, and they reach a happy agreement shortly before the day they’re born.
Junseok, Minji, and Eunji, dozing off in their mommy's arms after feeding. Yoongi can't believe how beautiful they are, knows he won't let anything bad ever to happen to them, and he's overjoyed to share all of this with his Alpha.
Hoseok feels himself almost bursting with pride when he looks at his little family, the pups strong and healthy, and absolutely beautiful. He's sure they will all grow to be respectable Alphas and obedient, pretty Omegas, and he's going to make sure they will be protected and raised well.
He gives his mate the first day after their birth to recover from the strain, although everything went pretty smoothly; that should be more than enough in Hoseok's opinion.
Yoongi enjoys resting and staring at the pups, his mate is nice enough to order food and not disturb his nest too much, and though his sleep is a little interrupted, overall he's happy. That is, until his mate tells him the apartment isn't going to take care of itself, and they can't eat takeout everyday.
He does remember the Alpha talking about all this before, but he thought it would all be forgotten by the time the pups were born. From then on he tries his best, caring for their babies and their home, and treasures the sleep he can get in between.
When the pups are a few weeks old, currently sleeping soundly in the mini nest made for them in the living room while their parents cuddle on the couch, Hoseok starts getting a little bit handsy. He can't help it, his mate has been looking just delicious lately, all soft still with some extra chub from pregnancy and his breasts swollen with milk, just radiating warmth and comfort.
The Omega is resting on Hoseok's chest, laying between his legs, so the Alpha has the perfect opportunity to start grabbing his plump asscheeks as he kisses him, making out until Yoongi is out of breath.
"Go to the bedroom, darling.." Hoseok whispers into his ear, his eyes dark with lust, and Yoongi takes a look at the nest before crawling off the couch and making his way to their room.
He wants more, craves being close to his mate, and if they leave the doors open he'll be able to hear if any of the pups wake up. So he waits on the bed, more excited than usual. He's been so overworked lately that he welcomes any kind of break.
Hoseok follows him just a moment later, takes off his shirt and throws it somewhere on the side as he slowly struts towards their bed, where his alluring Omega is waiting obediently, then gestures for him to stand up and get closer.
"Undress for Alpha, love. I wanna see your gorgeous body."
Yoongi complies, glowing under his Alpha's gaze, and lets his clothes fall to the floor too. He can take care of that later, now all that matters is the way Hoseok is making him already breathe hard, his own scent starting to fill the room.
Hoseok lets out a sound at the very back of his throat, taking his time to let his eyes roam all over the Omega's body, before reaching forward to touch him. His hands automatically move to his mate's waist, the soft, pudgy skin with a few stretching marks, and from there upwards to Yoongi's swollen breasts, all while Hoseok's mouth nibbles along his neck.
Yoongi moans softly, pushing against Hoseok's hands despite how sensitive he is. His body and his scent changed while he was pregnant, and though they still haven't gone back to normal, he doesn't think any of it is a bad thing, and he's happy to know Hoseok agrees.
"So beautiful. You smell and look so delicious, I could eat you up," the Alpha mutters before kissing him hard, and then gently pushes him to sit on the bed. "Lay down for Alpha, I'll just get some things from the closet."
Yoongi watches curiously; he's not too fond of everything they use during sex, so he hopes his mate will pick something nice today.
Hoseok searches through the restraints he owns until he finds what he had in mind - the cuffs that tie each wrist to his ankles. Those will limit the Omega's movements just the way he wants, and he also picks out a ball gag before returning to the bed, placing the items to the side.
Before he starts, he quickly gets out of his remaining clothes, relieved when his aching cock is finally not restricted anymore. Then the Alpha climbs onto the bed as well, and hovers over the Omega as he starts putting the cuffs around Yoongi's wrists.
As pleased as he is with his Alpha's close attention on him, he can't really relax once he realizes what’s going to happen, shyly pulling his hand away. "Alpha... What if the pups need me?" he wonders, not wanting to be unable to run to the living room if any of them wake up crying for their mommy. They can still have fun without the Omega being immobilized.
But Hoseok glares at his mate when he sees his resistance and simply grips his arm, a little bit more forcefully than necessary, and continues fastening the cuffs until they're both on.
"They won't, they're fast asleep. Right now your focus is on pleasing your Alpha, got it?" he hisses as he positions the Omega's legs to be bent enough for him to tie the ankles and wrists together tightly.
Of course he would just untie Yoongi if any of the pups started crying, but the Omega doesn't need to know that. He only needs to comply with whatever Hoseok wants.
He whimpers, and pouts when he imagines himself crawling to the living room. The Alpha never changes their diapers, and of course he can't feed them, so unless they just want to be held or they're ready to wake up and play, they're going to need Yoongi. And he knows it takes a lot to change his mate's mind, but this is about the pups, he can't just pretend everything's okay. "Yes, Alpha, but I can please you without the cuffs..."
"Shut the fuck up, I don't wanna hear anything anymore!" Hoseok growls out, grabbing the Omega's jaw to keep him from saying something. That persistent attitude is really getting on his nerves right now.
Yoongi doesn't need Hoseok's hand to stop talking, the loud voice is enough to make him look towards the door in panic. He never wants his pups to see them like that.
After a warning silence Hoseok lets go of his face to grope and squeeze his mate's tits instead, playing with them until a few drops of milk are coming out, and Yoongi groans, half wanting to protest that his milk shouldn't be wasted.
But then the Alpha leans down to mutter right into Yoongi's ear, "This is all mine, don't forget who you're serving. If the pups are distracting you so much, maybe I should just get rid of them."
Those words make Yoongi sick, and he's shaking his head before whispering "No. No, no, you can't."
The Alpha just chuckles darkly, before pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. "Oh, I can, and I will," he lies. "So be a good Omega and listen to what I say or I will take the pups away from you."
It's actually not easy for him to keep that act up, because never would he actually be able to do such a thing, but he wants the Omega to believe it. To think he's actually jealous of the pups getting their mommy's attention. That he has to prove his Alpha and keep being obedient.
Yoongi still needs a moment to process what he's just heard, and he's scared, but all he can do now is cry and let Hoseok finish getting the Omega the way he wants. And it seems he has to remind himself very often, but he's going to try harder to be a good mate and a good mother, and that includes being the best role model for his pups, no matter what they present as later on.
"That's a good boy," Hoseok praises softly then, kisses the Omega's tears away before finally kissing him on the mouth. When he pulls away after lingering for a few moments, he's already got the gag in his hands and replaces his lips with it, silencing his mate from any further complaining.
With a satisfied smirk as Yoongi’s eyes fly open, the Alpha leans back and lets his hands find their way back to the Omega's breasts, groping and lapping up any leaking milk. He bites the sensitive nub lightly and then moves on to the other tit, repeating the same process there as well.
Yoongi feels exposed and helpless, doesn't want a single drop to go to waste when it could feed his pups, but Hoseok has already made it clear his claim on Yoongi's body comes first.
Later, he’s sure Hoseok's knot is taking longer than usual to go down. It seems like it's been hours since he last looked at his pups, and he needs to be with them now. So he mumbles through the gag, "Alpha", hopes his mate will want to at least carry him to the living room, even if he's too afraid to ask.
Hoseok growls displeased, he's so comfortable where he's lying with his nose tucked into the Omega's neck and cock still hugged by his warm, tight walls. But he leans back up and opens the gag, then places it on the nightstand before taking off the remaining restraints as well.
"Better now?" Hoseok asks, though he still doesn't pull out yet.
Yoongi stretches his arms and legs, nodding with a little smile. "Yes, thank you. Are we done, Alpha? Can we go get the pups, please?" he tries, careful. He really doesn't want to spend more time than necessary apart from them, even if he's glad he can't hear them crying.
"Yeah, go look after them. I'll be taking a shower in the meantime," Hoseok answers as he reluctantly pulls himself away from his mate, his knot subdued enough to slip out with a lewd popping noise.
The Alpha gets up from the bed then, searching for fresh clothes in their closet, and makes sure to remind his Omega not to forget to clean the bedroom later on, before he disappears into the bathroom.
"Thank you, thank you," Yoongi chants, scrambling to put on a gown and nodding. Yes, he'll do anything for his pups. He all but runs towards the living room, lying down on the nest and watching them sleep, their little chests rising and falling, little noses twitching.
He wonders if they'd remember his scent, if they ever got separated, and knows there's no way he wouldn't recognize theirs. So sweet so soon, he really loves them.
Hoseok joins them in the living room after a quick shower, freshened up and rubbing a towel over his still damp hair. He sees his Omega watching over their pups, the little ones still peacefully quiet, probably lulled by the television Hoseok had left on low volume.
Taking a seat on the couch, he meets Yoongi's gaze, and can't hold back from scoffing. "I really do hope at least the pups will be better, and not as difficult as you. If any of them turn out to be an Omega, I hope so for their future mate. And trust me, if you think you can try anything stupid with them, you'll never see them again."
"I won't," Yoongi whispers, just wants the best for them. Of course he'll teach them to be good mates or good to their mates, they'll be the perfect Omegas or the most respected Alphas, and there isn't a place they would be safer and happier than at home with their parents. He has no doubt Hoseok would still see them if he took them away from Yoongi, and they do deserve to be with one of them if they can't be with both.
Thinking about it makes him fear so much that he shuts his eyes and lets himself cry, quietly, until he falls asleep.
Yoongi doesn't remember much about how he got to this place, but he's sure there must've been a mistake. It's too crowded and he doesn't know anyone, they're all yelling strange things and trying to shove signs into his arms. He's not like them, he's not so loud and violent, doesn't matter what he's had to go through.
Hoseok turns away from his group of friends and other Alphas, facing the raging crowd of the protesters on the opposite side of the street. He has just finished his little speech to encourage and hype up his people, who are now aching to finally pounce and bring down this puny attempt at a revolution for equality.
After a shout to attack from him they all jump into action - running into the first line of protesters with bared claws and fangs. They mainly aim to wound the few progressive Alphas within that crowd, and focus on slashing the Omegas' faces and covering their necks with bites to reduce their chances of attracting a mate and ever being able to form a bond.
Yoongi hears the screams get less determined and more frantic, and sees some of the Omegas run past him and away from whatever's going on at the front of the protest. When enough people have dispersed, he can smell the blood, but he remains frozen in place.
It's a group of Alphas attacking the rioters, and though he doesn't like violence, especially this close, he knows something like this is bound to happen as a reaction when people get bored of peace. He just wishes it wasn't happening right now, with him caught in the middle of it.
And he can't turn around and leave, because one of the Alphas is his mate. His Alpha, a few feet away, does he not smell Yoongi? Why isn't he by the Omega's side, protecting him from everyone else?
His feet are moving on their own, and his voice isn't working, he can just hope Hoseok looks his way before trying to injure him. That makes him reach up to cover his mating bite, but the skin there doesn't feel any different from the rest of his neck.
When Hoseok takes his focus off the person that's cowering underneath him, whimpering and bleeding, his eyes immediately land on the approaching Omega. The small, delicate thing looks like he doesn't belong here, too scared, confused, uncertain. There's nothing about him that screams for change like all the other ones he’s met and fought before. It's almost too easy.
With a devilish grin he steps away from his other victim, and lets out a piercing growl as he lunges right onto the Omega.
"Alpha, it's me!" he wants to say. "Please just take me home." But Hoseok is looking at him in a way that crushes Yoongi's last hope, and all he can do now is scream in pain.
Hoseok's grip on his shoulder is light at first, but it gets firmer as he shakes him with more urgency. "Yah!" he keeps repeating in a voice that's hopefully soft enough to not worry the already crying pups any further. "Yah! Wake up!"
Yoongi's disoriented when he opens his eyes and sees his living room. He's not in any pain, at least until he registers the crying and starts frantically soothing his babies, scenting them and kissing them and murmuring that they're safe. Holding them close, he turns towards Hoseok with tears in his own eyes. "W-what happened?"
"You were muttering something in your sleep that I couldn't understand," Hoseok explains and brings a hand forward to gently wipe Yoongi's tears away, caressing his cheek afterwards. "But suddenly you started screaming. You scared the pups. Did you have a nightmare or something?"
"Maybe," Yoongi replies, leaning into the touch for a second before turning his attention back to the pups. As he sits up to feed them, Hoseok's hand brushes against his mating bite, and the dream starts slowly coming back to him.
Is that what his future would be like if he abandoned his mate? Would he be sucked into the movement that claims they want justice, only to end up alone and hurt?
With his three precious babies taking turns clinging to his chest, and his Alpha watching over them, he can't imagine a better life. "Don't worry, Alpha," he tells him with a soft smile. "It wasn't real."
"No," Hoseok agrees, "it wasn't real."
He reciprocates the small smile as he scoots closer to hug his Omega from behind, arms around Yoongi's middle while pressing a few chaste kisses to his neck and shoulder, and watching their little pups get fed.
"Whatever it was, I won't let it hurt you. Alpha will always protect you, my little dumpling."