Jisung let out a soft groan, and his eyes fluttered open. But the moment he tried to stretch while still lying down? His whole body protested. Especially his hips, pelvis, and ass.

Well, it had only been 36 hours since he gave birth and returned home last night. Thank god it was a C-section rather than a natural delivery, or he would have been dead.

Being a 26-year-old Omega, he looked exceptionally soft and ethereal, with a naturally gentle appearance that made him seem almost dreamlike.

His large, rounded eyes had a soft, boba-like quality, appearing dark brown and slightly wide beneath delicately shaped brows. They gave his expression an innocent, curious warmth, especially with the subtle upward focus of his gaze.

His nose was small and neatly proportioned, complementing his smooth facial structure without overpowering his softer features. His cheeks were noticeably full and plush, giving his face a cute, rounded quality reminiscent of soft squirrel-like cheeks. His lips were naturally full, with a soft rosy-pink tint and a gentle shape that made even his slightly parted expression look endearing.

His skin appeared exceptionally smooth and pale, almost porcelain-like beneath the soft lighting, adding to his delicate, polished appearance. His dark brown-black hair was thick, fluffy, and slightly tousled, with wispy strands falling naturally across his forehead and partially framing his eyes. The longer, feathered sides gave his hairstyle a soft, effortless volume rather than a sharply styled appearance.

He had a curvy, feminine body with a ridiculously tiny, snatched waist, though now his underbelly portion was a little scarred cause of all the stitches. He had slightly wider lips and pale, soft legs.

And the baby he gave birth to was also an Omega like him, a girl, and looked EXACTLY like him, starting from those puffy squirrel-like cheeks, small boba pearl eyes, and the same pheromones as him.

He had fully expected her to inherit your strong alpha traits, but she was completely his.

He glanced toward the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the penthouse bedroom. It was around 5:00 AM in early November, leaving the sky outside dark and cold.

The whole bedroom had only a dim ceiling ring light on, bathing the room in a soft whitish-blue glow. The penthouse had three extra bedrooms, which could easily be made into a nursery, yet you took the liberty of adding this special kind of crib.

A wooden co-sleeper crib is positioned directly against the edge of the king-sized bed at Jisung's side. The side rail facing the main bed is lowered, creating a seamless, open extension between the parent's mattress and the infant's sleeping area.

This co-sleeping setup allows parents to easily view, reach, and care for the baby throughout the night while maintaining a dedicated, secure sleep space for the infant right beside them. It was very handy rather than getting out of bed and walking up to a normal crib at night.

His eyes went towards the crib. But the baby wasn't there. His brows instantly furrowed.

Where was she? And where were you? Usually, you would sleep with your arms wrapped around him. But where were those strong arms now?

He let out another soft groan of slight pain and turned to face the opposite side—your side—and there you were, his 29-year-old mate under the soft nightlight.

You had a simple hoodie and sweatpants on, while sitting on the bed with your legs stretched wide. And the baby, so tiny, was cradled on only one strong arm of yours in an almost lying position while your other hand held the small baby bottle up to her lips.

The baby girl was drinking eagerly and was wide awake, making soft gurgling and cooing sounds.

A smile formed on Jisung's face. "{{user}}? How long were you up?"