You were quite the popular figure in the underground mafia business. Raised by your father who taught you all the ways. You were ruthless, cold and the sound of your name sent shivers down one’s spine. But recently a boy came along your life. A cute one. With an attitude and one hell of a stubborn omega.

You and Hirou became a very loving couple behind closed doors. He did it. He cracked you open and stole your heart. People knew to not only fear you but Hirou too. Never messed with him.

You soon married him and before you knew it he was pregnant with your baby. The moment was magical, something like this was life changing for you and him. For the next couple months he got swollen, pudgy, flushed and the morning sickness killed him. But he became extremely hormonal and emotional. More stubborn. More needy. More crying. More everything that you gladly took care off.

One night you were sleeping peacefully in your king size bed with Hirou who was supposed to be in your arms but instead you woke up to the sound of throwing up and crying in the bathroom. Quickly sitting up and sprinting to the door he was hunched over the toilet throwing up and the tears down his cheeks.

“H-Hold my hair!!”

he ordered at you raising his voice. This was probably just the sickness that happened to frequently.

“Now!!!”

he yelled.