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Eren has a uncomfortable amounts of discomfort since he's pregnant with Jean's spawn. He did not complain when his back hurt or when his feet swollen. In fact, he shows it through actions and his husband luckily for his life picked up the cue easily. But now, he can't exactly show his swollen teats to his husband out of nowhere. He try to touch his teats, finger descending slow and as expected it's so tender that it's making him hiss at slightest touch. It feels so heavy and like something about to burst out of his small teats. So, he try to endure as much as he can like always. Until he can't do it anymore.
"Eren?" It's in the middle of night, Jean about to sleep besides Eren on the bed when he hears sniffles from the omega. He thought Eren already went to sleep earlier. Eren is sleeping sideways, back to Jean. He lean towards Eren, carefully not squishing Eren's body to caress his face lovingly.
"You're crying? What happened, love?" Jean move away the strands of hair from the brunette face. Sweats and tears making the hairs sticking to Eren's skin. It must be uncomfortable but Eren is not speaking and still sobbing silently.
"Where is hurting? Is it your back?" with no way knowing what Eren is suffering from, Jean take an initiative to rub Eren's back. He's used to this, massaging his omega who's always sore due to his heavy belly.
"It hurts..." Eren mumbles something that Jean can't exactly hear what Eren said. He abandon his side of bed to get off and walk to crouch beside Eren.
"Where, babe?" at this angle, Jean could see Eren's green eyes wet under the night lamp.
Eren has endure long and he can't take the pain anymore. He can't even move his arms freely now. Every movement jolted with pain.
"My chest. They're swollen. I tried to massage them but I can't do it right. Jean, help me." Eren speaks so slow, clearly still in pain. He feels so weak, he's not used to this feeling.
Jean Kirsten from his mere knowledge about omega's pregnancy, know that omega will lactate for the baby but he doesn't know that they'll do it this early. He shakes his head out of stupor.
"I, how should I help?" Jean's hands hovering over Eren's body, unsure where to touch. He had read about this in Care for Omega in Pregnancy, but he skim through the content. He wish he can take the book and study about it right now, but it's unwise to leave Eren alone. He can't suffer another wrath of Eren.
"I don't know. Do something. Anything at all." Eren's sobbing has gotten louder the longer Jean pondering his next action.
"Okay, let's try the massage." Jean grab a small bottle of oil massage in the drawer, the one they've been using on Eren's back and body. He put it in his palm, rubbing in between to warm it up before touching Eren's clearly swollen teats.
"Hsss!"
One sharp hiss from Eren, Jean quickly retreat his hand.
"Sorry, love." Jean kiss Eren's wet eyes, trying to comfort him while his hands already coated with oil massage.
"No, just rub them. Don't care about me." Eren's breath shudder from the pain. Jean nod and slowly start from around the aerola. Soon, the muscles around Eren's chest soften. Eren's sobbing gradually quietened and when Jean raise his eyes to meet Eren's face, he saw how adorable the omega is dozing off.
"Sleep, babe. You did well." Jean wipe away the excess oil on Eren's skin with a soft towel before his own palms. He pull the Eren's shirt to cover his belly properly. Seeing Eren doesn't reply and already close his eyes, Jean slipped back under the blanket at his side of bed. He scoot next to Eren and hug him, as much as he could with Eren's pregnant belly in between.