#first friday

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He grunted under his breath as he dragged his feet toward the cabin, grumbling over the wet dense snow that had clung to the underside of his boots. He had been gone for weeks yet he checked the weather almost every day while he was gone, hoping it would prove to be good for you. Just as he checked the weather, König had also checked in on you, making sure you weren’t overdoing it.

Obstinate would have been the perfect word to describe you, because it was as true as it was irritating. You were stubborn and you’d affixed yourself into a position of I’m still capable even though I’m pregnant and that was almost enough to make König leave the operation early.

But no, he stayed and bided his time because he knew sooner rather than later he would be back home, and when he was home he could take care of you. Properly.

As König stepped up to the porch he knocked his boots against the front door to loosen the snow, and then he stepped inside. Immediately he was hit with a delectable scent, his sweet little pregnant omega was lingering in the kitchen making tea. He could see you from the front door, and he’d only stopped himself from immediately capturing you in his thick corded arms to take off his boots.

Once they were off and put away, König dropped his bag and moved forward toward you. Any irritation he might have held over you doing too much was immediately gone when he saw you. He was a man in love, an alpha who desired nothing more than to have you against him.

“König,” your voice broke the silence and you turned to face him, a smile upon your face was genuine, “you’re back early.”

“Kleine Reh,” König drew you into his embrace, his arms sliding around your waist to secure you against him, “I missed you.”

He was shameless as he nuzzled his face into your neck, inhaling your omega scent as if it was his lifeline. He had drawn you closer, mindful of your baby belly, until you gently swatted at him to let you go. Once he had given you room to breathe, his eyes swept over you as to analyze and study any possible differences in your appearance. His hands were still nestled against your back, his attentive gaze moving down to your baby belly—more pronounced than before and so beautiful.

“I have a gift for you,” König had only truly moved away from you to head back to his bags, and he crouched down to rifle through them, “I bought you something for you and our kind.”

“You bought a gift?” Your tone was surprised, and your curious gaze was on him as he rifled through his things. You stood where you had, still waiting for the water to boil for tea, yet your attention was only on him.

Once he was back at his full height, König was quick to join you again. He had hidden the gifts behind his back, keeping them from you until he was right in front of you. His hand rested upon your baby belly, smoothing down the growing bump with pride radiating off of him.

“Close your eyes.” König ordered gently, waiting for you to follow his direction, and once you had he had revealed the surprises.

He placed the soft stuffed animal, a little floppy eared rabbit, against your chest until you opened your eyes. Once you had looked at the stuffed animal held against you, you had immediately grabbed it with your hands, turning it over to examine it.

“König,” your eyes and tone of voice told him everything he needed to know, your surprise and joy was unwavering, “it’s adorable.”

“Its for our kind,” he rested his hand upon the stuffed animal, rubbing it’s soft ears, “every kind needs a bunny-“

“This if the first thing ever bought for our baby,” your eyes grew soft and the appearance of tears had him almost second guessing his decision.

Had he crossed a line? Had he overstepped his bounds? Was it his right to buy the first gift?

“I love it.” You pressed the rabbit to your nose, squeezing it as a series of emotions passed through you. “König its really…it’s amazing.”

“Schatzchen,” König reached out and wiped your tears with his thumb, chest aching at the sight of your tears even if they were happy, “I have something for you too.”

König had watched you, studied you as you raised your head and looked at him with this curious eyes. He had cracked a smile which was usually a rare sight when he was with anyone else—but with you, he felt like he was going to break his face from how much he smiled.

“Here,” König had revealed the second gift, his hand holding the soft velour choker necklace that he debated even giving you, “I know it might seem too soon, and if you don’t want it-”

You grabbed it from him, turning it over in your hands. It a choker necklace that doubled as a bite guard, the equivalent of a promise ring. It was beautiful, thick and soft with a gemstone at the centre that matched the colour of your eyes. (Something like this)

“Y/N-“ he spoke your name but you’d already slipped the choker necklace around your neck, securing it over your scent glands. You’d openly and wholly accepted, signifying the deepening bond of your relationship.

König felt relief and pride when you accepted his gift, when you had so willingly and of your own accord placed it around your neck. It fit nicely, it suited you so well and there was a surge of his desire that nearly made him lose control then and there.

first friday >w<

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