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LeslieI stared at my reflection as I stared at the scissors before I stared at my hair that I had gathered together in my hand. I exhaled as I brought the scissors to my hair.“Here goes nothing.” I said to my reflection before I cut my hair extremely short.I watched my hair falling to the ground as I took my time giving it a neat style before I dropped the scissors.I took a shower and stepped out before I went to the living room as Reina came out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hand.“Leslie would you…” She paused as she stared at me.I blushed, feeling a little self-conscious about my new look before I made eye contact with Reina.“Do I look good?” I asked.“You look amazing.” Reina said. “I didn’t think you were great with scissors.”She said as she approached me, dropping her tea before she touched the tip of my hair.“You should cut your hair more often. It suits you.” Reina released my hair. “Ever thought of dying it, pink will be a great colour.”“No. I’ve dyed my
It was close to midnight when Azrael brought me back to Reina’s place. I opened the front door and Reina was awake watching a sitcom on TV with an empty plate of mac and cheese with a glass of red wine.“Welcome back. I thought you’d sleep over at his place?”“I have to pee.” I said and headed for the bathroom.Another troublesome experience about pregnancy, the regular bathroom breaks. I came out after taking a shower and Reina was on her laptop, a little after midnight. I picked up the box Azrael brought and sat beside her.“You shouldn’t be working on your day off.” I said.“The rich never sleep.” Reina replied and went back to typing.I shook my head and ripped the wrapper, catching Reina’s attention. I opened the white box that covered the wrapper and it was a box of rare sweets so difficult to find with a note on top.“Every day with you is like a box of chocolate. It’s either sweet or dark, coffee or caramel.” I read and pulled out the box.Inside was a shirt that had half a he
“What do you think of this? I like the design.” I said as I raised the baby cloth to Isaac.“No. The designs are a little too dark for a newborn, maybe when he’s two.” Isaac grabbed the cloth and tossed aside. “Babies like bright colours and light. We also should consider that the baby could look like you in the selection.”“Albinism isn’t a dominant trait in any of our family.”“But it’s your dominant trait.”I sighed and picked a cap with baby ducks drawn on it.“That’s cute.” Isaac agreed with my choice and added it to the pile of baby things we had around.I assumed we were going to do most of our shopping online, but coming out and doing a live search felt good when I wasn’t going for a routine maternal check-up.“Should we get more?” Isaac asked, and I shook my head.“The baby has more clothes than I could wear in a year, even if he could puke everything he eats.”Isaac laughed and handed the cashier his card, much to my disapproval. He was very adamant on paying for everything,
AzraelAnother month marked and Leslie was getting closer to having the baby, so was the restless and the stress on a male omega’s body getting worse and his mood swings, short but uncontrollable.Every day reminded me to be thankful to Lucas for giving birth to me and Kioko for the support she gave him because Leslie was the pregnant and restless as we got closer to his due date.One more month and Leslie could finally sleep properly for a full night.The knock on the door distracted me and Leslie entered with a bowl of fruit salad in his hand.“I thought you might need this. I like the melons your mom brought from Japan.” He said and dropped the plate on the table. “What are you doing?”I adjusted my glasses and faced my laptop.“I was starting on a new project under a different genre, with an alias, to check the success rate.”“I thought you weren’t going to write for some time?”“I’m not going to publish as Mitsuki Bethan for some time. We just finished a series last year and the s
LeslieThere are times I hated Azrael, and those times were when he was right. Last week’s conversation was heavy and Azrael never brought it up again, much to my content, but it also showed a lot of things were bothering him, things that concerned not only me.I checked the calendar and three more weeks until the expecting date and Dr. Owen has advised to be calm and observant this final stage but anxiety and confusion were companions.“Everything was supposed to be a fresh start.” I narrated to Reina. “Now I’m feeling pressured to do what Ben wants.”“You’re only feeling like that because it’s bothering Azrael.”“Yes. I mean, he is right that he can never be the baby’s biological father given that Ben has his good sides and a lot of redeeming qualities and I know Ben will make an awesome dad, but it’s difficult. What would you do if you were in my shoes?”“I don’t know.”I raised a brow at her, and she exhaled.“Romance isn’t my suit one. I’m never going to have a baby two and if I
Azrael“Oh My God, oh my God, oh my God.” I mumbled as I ran to Leslie’s room to grab the hospital bag.It was a good thing his friend encouraged him to pack early in case of an emergency, but I didn’t think the emergency would be soon.Leslie was going to have a fucking baby now, and he was just calmly seated in the living room on the phone with Bennett’s brother because his contractions hadn’t started.That baby chose an inconvenient time to be born.“Isaac and the family will meet us there.” Leslie informed me.“Now let’s get you in the car.”It was a little work to get Leslie in the car, but we managed and drove off to the nearest hospital. Upon our arrival there, his contractions started, and he wasn’t looking great.“It hurts.” Leslie cried as he clutched onto my hand while they carried him on a stretcher.“It’s going to be okay, kid.” I rubbed his palm to soothe him.He relaxed a little, but his grip got incredibly stronger. My muscles creased.“Are you the father of the child?
LeslieMy first welcoming act to motherhood was embarrassing. I had to fill a whole baby bottle with breast milk for the baby and I had a male midwife assist me with this process. This process would last for the duration of seven months because male omegas don’t produce enough milk to cater to a baby for a year, but we had time to search for other options.The door opened and a cheerful nurse came in with the baby. Azrael came out of the bathroom in new clothes after his secretary dropped by and sat beside me.“He’s so lovely.” The nurse said and placed the baby in my hand.Niko was awake, his eyes unfocused and looking around. He was as pale as me, bald and tiny, but what caught my attention was the unusual colour of his eyes.“It’s red, his eyes. Is that normal?” I asked as I stared at the nurse.Azrael looked at the baby as well. “He’s an alpha.”“Children shouldn’t be able to present when they're born.” I whispered.“We did many examinations and his eyes functions like everyone, b
Niko’s cries from the baby monitor woke me up, and I set in on silent so Azrael wouldn’t wake. I smiled as he slept softly, hands wrapped around his pillow.Last night was amazing and the things he could do with his mouth; I understood why the women never left.I got up and wore his shirt tossed on the ground, then headed for my son’s room. He was awake, crying on top of his lungs and stopped.He stared.A long pause and cried.“Okay, okay.” I said and carried him out of the crib. “You hungry little bud?”I pulled out a bottle stored in a warmer inside the room full of breast milk and sat on the rocking chair. He closed his mouth and latched his tiny mouth, drinking until the bottle was empty before I burped him. I gave him a little water and dropped him in the crib so I could start the baby’s morning routine.This was going to be an everyday routine.It took me an hour to get everything ready before I could start making breakfast. Niko was in the cot where I could monitor him.“You g