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Cravings aren’t unusual during a pregnancy, even not when you didn’t expect to get pregnant at all.
Being a recessive omega, he’s been told that the chances of a pregnancy wasn’t exactly high.
He’d probably get his heat twice as less as expected from an omega.
He wonders how many times a dominant omega might get their heats then…
Heats have never been Yoongi’s favorite time of the year. Before meeting his mate, he went into heat maybe twice a year and he wasn’t actually sad about that.
Now, his mate, Jimin, is a very dominant alpha and when Yoongi first met him, he almost fainted at the intensity of his scent.
It was a normal day, Yoongi just wanted to buy some comfort food and some other things he needed for daily use and was unsuspectingly waiting in the row in front of the cashier desk when the scent of honeydew melons and freshly cut sage invaded his nose.
The next thing he remembered was being in the alpha’s arms, wide eyes looking down at him in genuine concern and Yoongi was head over heels.
The pull was strong from both sides, too strong to be coincidence and suddenly, Yoongi had a fated mate.
All that happened a little over a year ago.
Everything proceeded fast, they fell for each other quickly, spent one of Yoongi's heats together, mated during the same night and Yoongi got pregnant.
Sadly, Jimin’s family was completely against him being together with Yoongi but the alpha's having none of this and limits the contact with his parents down to a minimum.
Jimin’s born into one of South Korea’s most prestigious families, consisting of dominant ranks only and his parents had high expectations for their son.
Getting married to a dominant omega, mate them maybe a little later to complete the bond and have a lot of dominant babies to keep the blood line clear but Jimin was quick to crush their perfect dream.
His parents knew that he wouldn’t take over their company because Jimin’s been pursuing a culinary career for the past three years, being renowned close and far because of his incredible skills.
Yoongi sighs, turning to his side and glancing at his sleeping mate beside him.
It’s almost 3am and he’s awake for maybe 10 minutes now, woken up by that damn craving.
Their pup wants to eat fried chicken and Yoongi doesn't have the strength to resist.
He reaches out his arm, resting it on Jimin's bare back (they had sex before they went to sleep) and gently shakes him.
"Alpha…", he purrs and Jimin turns in his sleep but he doesn't wake up.
Yoongi huffy.
Jimin usually fulfills his every wish but it's a pain in the ass to wake him up once he sleeps.
But Yoongi has his methods and snuggles closer, throwing a pale leg across Jimin's lean hips and blows cool air into his air before he starts nibbling on the lobe.
Moments later, Jimin is all over him, eyes slightly red and Yoongi smiles.
"Need attention?", he asks, voice hoarse and gravelly from sleeping and his omega nods beneath him.
"Yoonie and bean are hungry, alpha", he pouts and Jimin halts, frown on his face and Yoongi reaches up, caressing his cheek, "What? Did you expect something else?"
He smiles, it's teasing and Jimin sighs before he sits up.
"What are my babies craving for?", he asks and Yoongi beams.
"You're lucky you're cute, baby", the alpha grumbles but there's no malice in his voice.
"I know I'm cute", Yoongi climbs off the bed to steal Jimin's dress shirt and his mate gets dressed in sweatpants, "Fried chicken."
Yoongi follows his alpha into the kitchen and hops onto the counter, next to Jimin's working space and the younger stops to slide in between his legs, resting his palms on his bare, slightly bruised thighs and kisses him.
"I love you", he whispers into Yoongi's mouth, "I love you a lot, my mate, but I deserve a reward for getting up at ass o'clock to cook for you."
Yoongi hums. He really does and he's going to give him one.
He gently pushes Jimin away and spreads his legs more.
"You can have me… later…", he promises and allows Jimin a short glance.
The alpha licks his lips.
"Deal", with that he gathers all the things he needs and starts cooking.
Shirtless and Yoongi has a lot to admire.
Jimin's body is beautiful. Strong, muscular, yet lean and slim.
He has curves and crevices in all the right places, his skin is flawless… he is perfect and Yoongi loves him a lot.
"Babe… did I ever tell you how perfect you are…?", he asks and Jimin looks at him.
"A few times", he says with a grin and sets the bowl aside, "But you're even more perfect, my pretty omega. I love you so much…", he sighs and steps in front of Yoongi.
The chicken is in the pan anyway, it needs a few moments.
"I still can't believe you're mine."
"Always will be yours", Yoongi whispers, a moan escaping him when Jimin starts sucking on his neck, close to his mating mark and a shiver runs down his spine and he digs blunt nails into bare shoulders with a whine.
Jimin serves the food not too long after and Yoongi eats while he sits in his alpha's lap, bare butt pressing right against Jimin's crotch, teasing yet promising and the alpha has to stop him from rolling his hips down with firm hands against his waist.
"Let's save this for the bedroom", he whispers into Yoongi's ear and the omega giggles, moaning at the taste of the chicken in his mouth.
"So good…", he purrs, leaning back against his alpha's muscular chest.
"I'm glad you like it", Jimin responds, scenting Yoongi while he's close to him.
"My perfect mate…", Yoongi whispers, "So good for me, the best."
Jimin smiles into his neck.
Yes, he's a renowned chef, creating the most exotic dishes within moments but as long as he can satisfy the love of his life with simple fried chicken, he'd gladly get up at 3am again, always.