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“Ow.” Will winced, eyes snapping open. Bunny was kicking up a storm inside his womb, deciding now was the perfect time to practice stomping against Will’s ribs. He rubbed his ribcage, wincing as he moved to push Mike’s limp arm off his stomach. Will winced again, louder than last time, stirring Mike. Will moved to press himself further up the headboard, trying to get her to move away from his ribs. Mike’s eyes opened as Will forced his back against the headboard, shaking the bed slightly.
“Hm” came from Mike’s throat as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, looking up at Will for a moment, seeing the wincing face Will made, he pressed himself up onto his knees and scooted next to Will. “Hey baby, Will what's wrong?” Will wanted to laugh, the situation was ridiculous. “She’s kicking, in my ribcage.” Will replied, rubbing his hands over his ribs once more. Mike’s eyebrows moved into a scowl, before placing his hand onto Will’s stomach and rubbing gently. “That’s not very nice, Bunny.” Will giggled, “Maybe she’ll listen to papa.” Mike’s eyes twinkled as he looked at the little fists and feet that were kicking through Will’s stomach.
Mike moved to place his head near where Bunny was squirming around, speaking straight into Will’s abdomen. “Bunny, stop hurting mama.” He placed soft kisses all along the bump, pecking all around Will’s ribs, before moving up to Will’s neck placing small pecks as he moved up the column of his neck. Will mewed at the pressure, lacing his fingers through Mike’s hair. Mike smiled as he pecked, finally moving to placing kisses all across Will’s face. “Stop, that tickles.” Will giggled, swatting away Mike’s lips, his face rosy. Will purred, as he felt the lingering pressure from his lovers' kisses. “Do you wanna try and sleep some more?” Mike moved his head into the crook of Will’s neck, still softly pecking the skin there. Will pondered, as his ribs got kicked in, wincing slightly. Every night this last week has been like this, Bunny kicks for three hours straight, Will doesn’t sleep, and the cycle continues each and every night. “Maybe, I need to get up and move, so she’ll stop murdering my ribcage.” Will signed, glancing over at the clock, 3:47am blinked back at him, “You can go back to sleep,” Will petted Mike’s hair, “You’ve gotta get up in a few hours.” Mike pulled himself from Will’s neck, his eyes looking over Will’s face. “If you’re up, I’m up.” Placing a kiss on his forehead after he said it.
Will smiled watching his alpha roll out of bed and come around to the other side, helping pull Will to his feet. He felt slightly unbalanced as he moved to standing upright, the pressure on his stomach increasing. “Ugh” Will placed a hand over his growing bump, the pressure was awful, and his back hurt. “How can I help you, baby?” Mike’s eyes took in the omega before him, slightly unnerved by the continual wincing coming from his lover's mouth. Will sucked in another breath, dragging the air into his lungs as he felt his abdomen go crazy, “Living room, please.” Was all Will could get out as he placed a hand under his bump, trying to relieve the pressure it was pulling onto his back. Mike placed his arm around Will, slipping his arm under his shoulders to support him as they walked. The darkness of the hallway was soothing as they moved slowly through the house. Will winced every few steps, the last few weeks of pregnancy were known to be the worst, he just didn’t realize how terrible they really were. As they rounded the corner into the living room, he saw what he knew he needed. “Ball.” Was all he could get out before wincing again. Like a shining beacon of pain relief laid his yoga ball, he was eternally grateful for Mike, and his pre-parental panic, for buying the stupid thing, much to Will’s then dismissal. How foolish he had been.
With the help of Mike, he sat down onto his knees, hugging the ball and letting his stomach drop, the sensation nearly making him moan. Mike’s hands found Will’s lower back, pressing in with his thumbs exactly where it was hurting. Will purred, finally feeling some sense of relief, however temporary it would be. Mike broke the silence, “Do you want me to get you anything, baby?” He kept rubbing up and down Will’s back as he spoke. Will’s mind was foggy, from the extended discomfort and the relief he found under Mike’s fingers. “Hm” Will pondered for a moment before requesting his water, and a blanket. Mike placed a quick kiss to Will’s hair, before pulling away to attend to his omega. “I’ll be right back baby.”
Will closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation in his stomach, in his womb. The little pup kicking his ribs, and making him hurt, was also the most precious creature in the world. He would be in pain for eternity for his pup, but he was glad she’d be earthside soon. He could hear Mike puttering around their house, collecting their belongings for an evening, morning, in the living room. The darkness of the room soothing, relaxing Will further as he sunk into the ball chasing the relief it gave his back.
Mike returned, his hands full of several things Will did not ask for. Peeking an eye open to take in his husband, looking slightly frazzled was always endearing. He’s trying his best. Will smiled, making grabby hands at his blanket, it smelled like him and Mike. Pulling it up and over his body brought even more relief, he was surrounded by the scent of his alpha, and he could feel Bunny finally settling in his body. “She likes when papa’s scent is close.” Will spoke, eyes closed, but a droopy smile on his face. Mike returned to the floor near Will, pressing his hands back into Will’s lower back, rubbing the tension away. Mike’s eyes lingered on Will’s face, “Papa will always be close, I love both my pups.” He laughed as he said it, “Shut up.” Was all that came from Will’s mouth, purring into the blanket, sleep finally catching up with him.