Thread by @spoonoomi

#hqomegaverseweek2022 #bokuaka @HQomegaverse combo of Day 1/6 - fated mates/mpreg (very light) - hurt/comfort

Akaashi felt someone sit next to him but he didn’t looked up from the booties he was crocheting.

His hands rested on his small bump as he worked, every so often he’d feel a little movement and he’d smile.

“Your Alpha must be so proud of you,” the man next to him gestured at Akaashi’s hands. “You’re very talented.”

Akaashi couldn’t help the way his mouth twisted, and his scent soured. Before he could retort, the Alpha was already apologising. He snapped his head to look at the man next to him, his words were left stuck in his throat as he took in the most beautiful man he’d ever seen.

“I- No- Alpha- Left,” he stammered out the words, cursing himself internally as he was reduced to a stammering mess as the Alpha’s golden eyes watched him with a smug smile.

“Well he must be crazy, leaving someone so talented & beautiful,” the Alpha’s eyes roamed Akaashi’s face

“I’d never let someone like you go.”

Not putting on scent patches that morning was Akaashi’s biggest regret as he couldn’t hide the pleased pheromones that spilled from him, he made a mental note to look for some that wouldn’t make him sick.

“Bokuto Koutarou.”

Akaashi shook the offered hand. “Akaashi Keiji.”

“Akaashi, this is crazy but I can’t let you walk out of my life just yet,” Bokuto let his hand go and he ached at the loss. “Let me buy you a coffee.”

“I can’t have caffeine Bokuto-san,”

Akaashi knew the next words to come out of his mouth were crazy but he didn’t stop himself. “I haven’t had dinner yet.”

——

They talk for hours about everything and nothing, discovering that they almost went to the same school.

Bokuto tells him that he plays volleyball professionally, and Akaashi confides he stopped playing after middle school.

“You would’ve been my favourite setter Akaashi!”

Internally, his Omega preened and it took everything he had not to show it on face or in his scent.

For a fleeting moment Akaashi allows himself to imagine what it would have been like if he was carrying Bokuto’s baby before he gives his head a shake.

Every brush of their hands across the table, every nudge of their feet under the table had Akaashi’s heart hammering in his chest.

/this/ is what falling in love felt like, Akaashi decided.

It was everything he couldn’t have, not when he was carrying another Alpha’s baby. His scent soured with his thoughts, he suddenly pushed himself up from his seat, startling Bokuto. “I’m sorry, I have to leave.”

“Akaashi, let me get your number at least?”

“I’m sorry Bokuto-san. This was a mistake.”

——

For the next few weeks, Akaashi carried on with his life as if his heart wasn’t breaking. As if he hadn’t run out of that restaurant, leaving behind the person he was convinced was his true mate.

His Omega had gone quiet, already mourning the loss of the Alpha. He didn’t share his worries with any of his friends, just smiled and masked his distress with scent blockers, even though they made him nauseous.

———

Across town, a manhunt was happening.

That fateful night, Bokuto had kept his Alpha in check until he got home. When he woke, he didn’t remember anything but his apartment was trashed. Glass covered the kitchen floor, the table was on its side and their were tears in the curtains from his claws.

Once he was back to his senses, he did everything he could to find Akaashi. Scoured the phone book and the internet, got the same train every evening, even when there was no need to.

It was like Akaashi Keiji never existed.

———

The next time they met was across a banquet hall bustling with volleyball players vying for sponsorships.

Akaashi, quite literally, couldn’t move fast enough when his searching eyes finally found Bokuto.

Luckily Bokuto was a little quicker on his feet, and it felt like only moments before he was wrapped in the arms of the man he loved.

Foreheads pressed together, Bokuto utters the words he’d dreamt of.

“I’m never letting you go again.”

———

Later, Akaashi would say he went into the gala filled with hope.

Bokuto would say it was fate that brought them together again.

Fin