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That time, Suo was introduced by his friends to an alpha they called Sakura. They sat at the same table in a restaurant their friends had booked. Sitting across from each other. But they didn’t talk. Didn’t even look at each other.
So, if anyone asked how he—an omega who never got tired of living independently—ended up marrying an alpha he barely knew, Suo never had an answer. Only the same small smile.
Living under the same roof didn’t mean they slept in the same room. Two bedrooms were already prepared by the time Suo stepped into the apartment Sakura had bought. The place was surprisingly strategic—close to both his law firm and Sakura’s office.
Did they ever eat in the same room? Well, yes. But not a single word ever passed between them. Breakfast and dinner were always silent, like mourning at a graveyard.
But they made it through. One year of living like strangers under the same roof. They were still alive, and nothing had shaken their marriage. Not that there was anything holding it together, aside from the sacred vow spoken at the altar.
If people—especially their friends—asked how they spent their ruts and heats, neither Sakura nor Suo ever gave a detailed answer. Not that they answered every time anyway. What did people think, seeing them sleep in separate rooms? The most likely assumption was that they spent their ruts and heats alone, each locked away. Yet, since the vow was made, neither of them had left the apartment during those times. Even though they never entered each other’s rooms, they still cared enough to leave food or medicine at the door.
The most shocking fact? One time, Sakura left one of his hoodies with Suo during his heat. But the alpha said nothing. He just turned around and left for the office.
Sakura wasn’t fond of his phone. He might use it for work, but outside of that, he barely touched it.
Until one day, on the way home from work. It hadn’t been a bad day, but his mind was off. That night, Sakura didn’t know why, but his eyes wandered to things he usually ignored. There wasn’t anything unusual—just people. Couples walking together. Some in uniforms. Some carrying bags like they’d just gotten off work. Some laughing. Some silent, just enjoying each other’s presence.
That was when a message came through.
Nothing strange about a message. But it was from Suo, asking Sakura to buy the medicine he usually took during his heat. Suo rarely asked for things like that. But Sakura always knew anyway—he saw the discarded packages when it was his turn to take out the trash. Suo was a well-prepared omega. He kept his heats on track, made sure everything was ready ahead of time. Sakura cared in his own way, but Suo rarely needed anything from him.
This time, the request felt like a small plea. And Sakura always passed an apothecary on his way home.
But he didn’t stop. He just kept walking, eyes no longer paying attention to the world around him.
When he arrived at the apartment, he took off his blazer, dropped his bag on the sofa, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, then walked to Suo’s room, loosening his tie along the way.
Knock knock.
Just two knocks, and he could already hear the faint sound of footsteps from inside. Suo must have thought he was about to find the medicine left at his door, like always.
But when he opened the door, his crimson red eyes widened. Sakura was standing there—empty-handed.
Suo didn’t have time to ask where the medicine was, or why Sakura was standing there. Because Sakura, without hesitation, stepped into the room, grabbed the front of Suo’s shirt, and kissed him. His hand moved to hold Suo—gently. Carefully.
It was their second kiss since the ceremony. The first time Sakura had touched Suo in the apartment. The first time Suo spent his heat with his husband. The first time Sakura claimed him as his omega.
What could be so bad about that?
Dear, they didn’t say a single word that night. They even suppressed their voices.
And worse? They didn’t talk about it for days after.
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"Sakura-kun."
It was two weeks after that sudden night when Suo finally spoke—just before Sakura could leave the dining room. Dinner had once again passed in silence.
"I want to talk about something."
Sakura didn’t mind if Suo wanted to bring up that night, so he sat still.
"Ah, before that," Suo took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table, sliding it slightly toward Sakura. "For you."
A test pack. Two lines.
"None of us expected this, I suppose. Just in case you don’t want a little presence running around your apartment, I don’t mind moving. But I’m going to keep it." Suo said it gently, his usual warm smile softening the shock.
Something twisted in Sakura. He could feel his alpha instincts growling at the words—his omega, saying things like that.
Yet Sakura said nothing from that part of him. But,
"If you need anything, just tell me. Maybe milk or vitamins? Looser clothes? I’m not the kind of alpha who knows these things. Bet omegas know it better."
And with that, he stood up and left, holding the test pack Suo had handed him.
Suo just smiled.
From the very first time he met Sakura, Suo had known what kind of person he was. He rarely spoke. Yet to Suo, Sakura had always been like an open book—easy to read.
Suo’s pregnancy wasn’t much different from others. So there wasn’t much he needed besides the basics.
Well... should he say it?
The only thing he didn’t get, as a pregnant omega living under the same roof as his alpha, was—the alpha himself.
And maybe there was nothing strange about wanting his alpha to stay by his side, especially during times when he felt like he needed him. But this was Sakura. Suo understood that. And chose not to ask for anything.
The pregnancy went smoothly, fortunately. His coworkers were incredibly protective. They didn’t let Suo handle too many cases, always making sure he didn’t stay late in his office. The further along he got, the more protective they became—unlike his own alpha.
That day, when Suo was eight months pregnant—just before he began his maternity leave to prepare for the arrival of the baby—two of his beta coworkers escorted him safely back to his apartment. They smiled, said good luck, and waved goodbye.
Suo sighed.
Now he would be in the apartment for a month before giving birth, and likely three or four months afterward.
Sounded boring? Maybe.
But Suo found a quiet kind of excitement in it.
That night, like usual, Suo was preparing dinner and waiting for Sakura to come home. He felt lucky that the baby growing inside him was such an obedient one. During court sessions, the baby never caused any trouble. When Suo was working on paperwork or doing house chores, there were only light kicks.
Maybe the baby takes after him, he thought with a smile.
Sakura came home just as Suo was finishing the dinner preparations.
"Welcome home, Sakura-kun."
It was something Suo always said when Sakura returned—his way of making the apartment feel a little more alive. They rarely talked, but Suo still liked to greet him.
This time, though, Sakura didn’t go straight to his room like he usually did. He walked toward Suo, who was still in the dining room. From the look on his face, Suo could tell—Sakura wanted to talk.
"Do you need anything, Sakura-kun?"
Sakura hesitated.
"Will we... go shopping? For... you know, the baby?"
There was no way Suo wasn’t taken aback by the question.
"Well, I suppose. But if you’re too busy, it’s fine. I can go by myself. The baby’s been very well-behaved. I don’t get tired most of the time," he added, stroking his swollen belly as though praising the little one.
Sakura opened his mouth to say something more—but closed it again. Before Suo could ask, Sakura had already turned and left for his room.
A few minutes later, he returned to the dining room and ate dinner in silence.
Maybe it was the bond they shared, but Suo could sense something was off. Still, he gave Sakura space. If Sakura wanted to talk, he would—eventually.
Suo expected nothing. That night, as he lay in bed, Sakura still said nothing. So, he let it be.
The next morning, Suo was preparing breakfast while wondering what he should make for Sakura’s lunch. He still had plenty of time.
Just as he was packing the lunch box, a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.
Startled, Suo nearly dropped the container. But he didn’t need to turn to know who it was.
"Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you."
Suo smiled and set the lunch box down.
"It’s fine. Do you need anything, Sakura-kun?"
A template question. How boring. Well, Sakura didn't complain though.
"You don’t need to make me lunch anymore."
Sakura pushed the box gently away and hugged Suo, carefully, as if afraid of hurting him or the baby. Then he rested his forehead on Suo’s left shoulder.
Sakura’s sudden act made something in Suo’s omega heart leap.
His alpha was hugging him—and their baby.
But Suo didn’t quite understand.
"Are you going out for lunch with coworkers today?"
Sakura shook his head but didn’t answer. Suo glanced at him, but their position made it hard to see his expression.
"Well then, I won’t pack lunch if you don’t want me to."
He touched Sakura’s hand gently, causing the alpha to flinch slightly.
"But can you let me go for now? I haven’t finished preparing breakfast. And you haven’t gotten dressed for work yet. Is your shift starting late today?"
Sakura shook his head again. Still silent.
Suo sighed—but let him hug him longer.
He was happy, after all.
"Let’s go shopping… for the baby," Sakura murmured. If they weren’t so close, Suo might not have heard it. "And… when’s your next doctor’s appointment?"
Suo was taken aback. Again.
"You’re not going to the office?" It was the only thing he could think to say.
Sakura shook his head a third time, but finally spoke.
"My boss canceled my assignments. For the next three months or so."
"Canceled?" Suo started to worry. "Did something happen? Did you upset him? Do you want to talk about it?"
There was a pause. Then Sakura gave a small nod.
"He’s upset because I left a pregnant omega alone in my apartment."
Suo blinked, not understanding at first. Maybe the happiness of being held by his alpha dulled his thoughts. It was still seven in the morning.
"A week ago, you called and asked me to bring you some berries. I was in the kitchenette, and Nirei overheard. He figured it out pretty fast. The news spread like wildfire. My boss called me in to talk about it. So, yeah. That’s what happened."
He paused, then added,
"We might get a few guests this evening."
Ah, so that’s what it was.
Suo smiled.
If it was Nirei, he could understand. He was the one who introduced Suo to Sakura. They met in court when Suo was tagging along with Kiryu, a coworker who also happened to be Nirei’s college friend. Nirei had been amazed by how Suo handled that day’s trial. Kiryu introduced them, and the three of them had gone out together several times since.
Lately though, Sakura’s company had been busy, and Nirei hadn’t hung out with them much. The news must have shocked him.
As for Sakura, Nirei was one of the few coworkers who managed to get close to him. With Tsugeura in the mix, it was easier.
Nirei once told Suo about Sakura’s boss—Umemiya. He was kind, especially toward Sakura. Though Sakura had a hard time fitting in with his colleagues, his stellar work made Umemiya determined to keep him.
And yes, neither of them had told anyone.
Suo’s coworkers figured it out because of his morning sickness and food aversions. Sakura had planned to tell his office—but not yet. Now it was out, regardless.
"Well then," Suo said, gently caressing Sakura’s hand.
"We’ll go. We might need groceries too if we’re really expecting guests tonight. But first—can you let me go? At least let’s have breakfast before we head out."
But Sakura didn’t move. Instead, he tightened his embrace, still gentle. His fingers brushed lightly over Suo’s belly.
That small, subtle motion was enough.
Suo felt his heart glow with happiness.
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By the time their baby was born, everyone came to see him. And they all knew it right away — this baby was too good-looking. With parents like Sakura and Suo, how could he not be?
He had Suo’s hair color, and blended red-and-yellow eyes. A stunning little baby boy.
Their friends and Sakura’s boss offered endless compliments. They surrounded the baby, gentle and careful, admiring every tiny detail.
Unlike them, Sakura stayed close beside Suo — silent, but present. Occasionally, he would glance over if the baby made a sound when someone picked him up.
Sakura wasn’t good at naming, so he left it to Suo. As expected, Suo chose the perfect name.
Yuzuki.
Sakura had to admit, it was cute.
Their apartment no longer felt big enough for just the two of them — not since this new life arrived. Suo’s bed wasn’t just his anymore either. Now he had a little baby sleeping beside him. Even after birth, the baby remained obedient. He cried when hungry at night, but not loudly — and Suo was always ready the moment Yuzuki stirred.
Thankfully, both bedrooms in the apartment were soundproof enough that Sakura didn’t have to be disturbed at night. Not that he didn’t help — he did. When Suo was busy with Yuzuki, Sakura would take care of the housework. He even started learning to cook healthy meals for Suo.
Once both of them returned to work, Suo chose to take Yuzuki with him. He wasn’t comfortable leaving his baby with a sitter or at a daycare. Luckily, Sakura felt the same. He agreed to let Suo bring Yuzuki along — as long as he was careful.
What Suo didn’t expect was how good his coworkers were with babies. Even while working, Suo got plenty of breaks as Kiryu and the others happily took turns playing with Yuzuki or lulling him to sleep.
Having a baby wasn’t as difficult as people said.
Suo was happy.
It was when Yuzuki was seven months old that Suo came home early and started preparing dinner. Yuzuki played nearby with his sensory toys. The door opened — Suo immediately knew it was Sakura.
“Welcome home, Sakura-kun,” he called out without looking up, still focused on his work.
There was no reply, but Suo didn’t mind.
Or maybe he didn’t hear Sakura quietly murmur, “I’m home.”
The room fell into silence again, apart from the soft clinks of Suo’s kitchen tools and Yuzuki’s occasional giggle — a sound that made Suo smile.
He was about to turn and look, when Sakura’s voice cut through the air.
“Suo.”
His name.
For the first time — maybe ever — Sakura had said his name.
Suo turned immediately. Of course he did.
Sakura wasn’t looking at him. His gaze was lowered. Yuzuki had crawled over, clutching the hem of Sakura’s pants with both of his little fingers. Yuzuki even giggled happily.
Suo seemed to understand why he was called. He quickly washed his hands, ready to come over.
“Sorry, Sakura-kun,” he said, reaching out to take Yuzuki.
But to his surprise, Sakura bent down and picked the baby up himself.
For the very first time, Sakura was holding their baby.
“Can we talk after dinner?” Sakura asked, eyes still on Yuzuki. He held the child so gently, Suo could see it — feel it.
“Talk?” Suo echoed. Sakura didn’t usually ask to talk. He just… talked. “If it’s important, I don’t mind now.”
“No, it’s fine. You still have dinner to prepare,” Sakura said, turning away and carrying Yuzuki back to his play area. The baby laughed happily in his arms.
What a sight…
Suo didn’t know how to respond, so he just nodded and returned to his cooking.
“He got your beautiful smile.”
The sudden comment made Suo glance over at them — at his alpha and his baby.
His face grew warm. His chest swelled with something quiet and strong.
He smiled, wider than ever.
After dinner, they didn’t talk right away. Yuzuki was crying, and Suo had to lull him to sleep first. He planned to return to Sakura as soon as Yuzuki’s breathing evened out, but once again, Sakura surprised him with his behavior.
Sakura entered Suo’s room without knocking.
“What’s your reason for accepting this marriage?”
That was his first question.
Suo didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he smiled softly and patted the empty space on the bed next to Yuzuki.
“Sit down first, Sakura-kun.”
Suo hadn’t expected it would come now—the moment when they’d finally talk about why they agreed to the marriage in the first place. He knew Sakura would share his own reasons, too.
Their marriage had started because of a friend's suggestion. That was how it seemed, at first.
Sakura sat down beside the sleeping baby. Yuzuki looked so peaceful lying on Suo’s bed—on their bed. A room that smelled like Suo, filled with his soft presence. It should’ve made Sakura feel uneasy. But instead, it felt like home.
“It’s simple,” Suo began, “I wanted to be with you, Sakura-kun.”
Sakura turned to him, eyebrows slightly furrowed. “And what’s your reason for wanting to be with me? It’s not like we knew each other.”
“But you were an open book I’ve yearned to read since the moment I saw you,” Suo said gently. “It’s rare to see an alpha like you. I noticed you immediately.”
Even in the dim light, Suo could clearly see the red blooming on Sakura’s face.
“Just that?” Sakura asked, voice quiet.
Suo tilted his head, confused. “Isn’t that enough?”
“Tch. There’s no way you'd throw yourself into a marriage with a stranger in a cramped apartment. With an alpha, no less. Do you even know what I am? People fear me just because I have a more dominant aura than most alphas.”
His voice trembled—not from anger, but from fear of hurting the omega sitting beside him.
Suo looked at him calmly.
"Sakura-kun. No matter what you say, to me, this marriage is the best thing that’s ever happened in my life. Marrying you is a decision I’ll never regret. Even if one day you end up leaving me, I still won’t regret choosing to marry you… letting you mark me… letting you claim me as your omega. I told you, didn’t I? You’re like an open book, Sakura-kun. And I’m not the kind of omega who would marry an alpha just to be used and thrown away afterward.”
That smile—so warm, so real—made Sakura’s heart ache.
“I knew you wouldn’t hurt me,” Suo continued. “I trusted Nirei. He wouldn’t introduce me to someone cruel. And besides… just because you have a rare appearance and stronger aura than most alphas, doesn’t mean your heart is bad.”
He ran his fingers gently through Yuzuki’s hair.
“When I looked into your eyes, I saw loneliness. And it reminded me of myself. Everyone says I’m beautiful, good looking. That alphas would line up for someone like me. But they don’t know. Most alphas don’t want a genius omega. Even omegas don’t like one as competition. It’s rare, isn't it? An omega in the law field.”
Sakura couldn’t speak. Not a word.
“What about you, Sakura-kun?” Suo asked, softly. “Why did you marry me?”
Silence hung between them for a while. But Suo waited. He knew Sakura’s heart wasn’t locked—it just opened slowly.
“That night,” Sakura finally said, “when I saw you under that restaurant’s warm lights, I thought I saw an angel.”
He covered his face slightly with his palm for a moment.
“Your crimson eyes… they captured me. I didn’t want anyone else to even speak to you. It was possessive. It was the alpha part of me. But I didn’t want to scare you. I’m bad at socializing, especially with omegas.”
Sakura stared at the blanket Yuzuki was wrapped in, fiddling with the edge.
“I once got into a fight. An omega was being harassed by bastard alphas on the street. I stepped in. There was blood everywhere. I didn’t mean to use my full strength, but… I had to. Afterward, that omega ran. I could feel it—he was terrified of me.”
He sighed deeply. “Since then, my aura got stronger. Even other alphas can’t bear standing near me. I’ve spent years learning to suppress it. But when I saw you… I almost lost control." He paused. "Even if Nirei didn’t tell me to marry you, I already wanted to.”
Sakura smiled faintly. “Still, after you moved in, I was afraid to touch you. Afraid I’d break you.”
“Is that why you didn’t hold Yuzuki when he was born?” Suo asked gently.
Sakura nodded. His eyes were on their baby.
“He was so tiny. So fragile. I wanted to protect him with everything I had, but I was terrified that I’d hurt him just by holding him.”
Suo reached for Sakura’s hand, the one still resting on the blanket.
“He wasn’t, though,” he said softly. “Earlier, when you picked him up, he looked so happy. He smiled at you, Sakura-kun. He felt safe with you. Honestly, I got jealous, a bit.”
“Did he.... really..?”
“You’re a good alpha,” Suo whispered. “You handled the housework when I was overwhelmed. Learned to cook just to take care of me. You bought whatever Yuzuki needed without question. You went back to work as soon as I could handle things, just to support us. You’re doing more than enough.”
Sakura lowered his head, tears pricking at his eyes.
He had grown up in a home where being an alpha meant dominance and expectations, not kindness. He never imagined he would have a family of his own. But here they were—Suo, Yuzuki, and the fragile hope of something more.
He never once thought Suo saw his hesitation as a flaw. He only saw it as love.
“Since Yuzuki’s getting older,” Suo said hesitantly, “maybe you could play with him more often. It’s not like you have to work so hard now. We’re stable. Just… give a bit more time to him. To us?”
That was something Suo should never have had to ask.
Sakura moved without thinking. He pulled Suo into a hug—firm, warm, grounding.
Suo clutched back, letting tears slip down his cheeks.
He finally had it. That solid embrace. That feeling of being claimed in the softest, purest sense.
Suo knew, deep in his heart—he was born to love Sakura.
They completed one another.
That night, their third kiss was warmer than the first two. And every kiss after only grew sweeter.