Requested by Pirate_TEEZ08
CW//A/B/O, mpreg, and smut stuff :)

"Look at you!"

"I'm gonna cry!"

Mingi grinned as he stepped out of the dressing room. The glittery purple dress stretched around his body and stopped slightly above his knees. Perfect.

"Oh, the baby bump," Hongjoong cried. "How adorable."

Mingi laughed and ran a hand over his stomach. He was five months pregnant, and at this point, his confidence to wear specific clothing like dresses or tight shirts was diminishing.

"It doesn't... look bad? Like... I'm gross?"

"Gross?! You're pregnant, Mingi! You look amazing," Hongjoong's alpha, Seonghwa, exclaimed.

Mingi softly smiled. "Oh, yeah, I-I know. But I mean, does it look wrong for me to wear this while pregnant?"

"You look hot, babe," Wooyoung, his second omega best friend, commented, licking his strawberry ice cream cone. "If anyone says something, Yunho or Jongho will beat their ass."

That was something Mingi couldn't doubt.

He's heard criticism before. Two alphas? Disgusting. Whose baby is it? Hah, it can't be both of theirs. And assortments of inappropriate names followed.

But it always warmed Mingi to the core when his alphas would step in.

The pup is our pup. And they're lucky to have one more parent.

Double the alpha, double the pups.

Mingi smacked Jongho every time he mentioned that.

And at the end of the day, while the three pleasantly watched a random movie together on the couch, Mingi could rest easy feeling Yunho's hands massaging his shoulders and Jongho caressing his tummy.

Mingi looked down. "Okay... I'll buy it!"

Hongjoong cheered, attracting several looks from employees and customers. But he didn't mind as long as it made his best friend blush even more.

As they left the store with two shopping bags, Wooyoung hugged Mingi's arm, deeming their shopping trip successful. Not only had they found multiple outfits, but they succeeded in raising Mingi's self-confidence. And that was the most important thing.

After buying a few more snacks, the group left on their way to drop off Mingi. The pregnant omega was excited to show his clothes to his boyfriends. His scent proved it.

Wooyoung helped Mingi take his things to the door despite the older's protests. He ruffled his friend's hair before getting back in the car and waving goodbye.

"I'm home!"

...

"...Guys?!" Mingi's nose scrunched at two familiar scents.

"Dammit, Yunho, I told you to kill that guy first!"

"You needed help!"

"I could manage on my own!"

"Hey," Mingi softly greeted as he walked into their extra room, now designed as a gaming center with computers, a couch, and a large TV. When his boyfriends weren't working, they often spent their time here, relieving stress. "I brought you guys some snacks."

"Oh, Mingi! We didn't hear you come home. Sorry, honey." Yunho dropped his headphones on the desk to embrace his omega. He kissed Mingi's cheek and caressed his stomach. "Did you have fun?"

"Yeah. I got a few things."

"That's good."

"Yunho, I need backup!" Jongho shouted. Yunho rolled his eyes with a sigh.

"Go," Mingi encouraged with a smile. Yunho broke their hug and fell into his gaming chair again.

Mingi strode over to the other side. Jongho intently clicked his mouse and smashed buttons on his keyboard. His orders spat through the microphone to other teammates, full of force and efficiency.

Mingi tenderly touched his shoulder to distract him as little as possible. When Jongho leaned his head onto his hand, a smile grew on his face. Then seconds later, the hand controlling the mouse intertwined with Mingi's.

"Hey, sweetheart. How was the mall?"

"Good."

"And our baby?"

"A lot of kicking. Must like the greasy food."

Jongho laughed, turning his attention to Mingi's belly. "Not too much, little one. And let mama rest."

Mingi ran his hands through Jongho's hair and exhaled. "I'm going to lay down. Have you two eaten?"

Yunho looked up. "Don't worry, honey. We can cook something for ourselves later."

"Cook?" Mingi shook his head. Memories from Yunho's last dinner flooded his head. Long story short, the three had to eat out because both alphas almost burned the kitchen down.

"We'll... order."

Mingi sighed and left their room, moving down the hall towards their large bedroom. He climbed into the large bed and threw blankets over himself. His hand found itself caressing his belly, smiling warmly.

"S-Say it again."

"..." Mingi couldn't read Yunho's face. It was expressionless. Jongho didn't help either. He looked confused or stunned. Suddenly, Mingi's worst nightmare played in his eyes.

He tried to calm himself down, trying to remember everything his mom had told him. They had to accept it; that's how their relationship was. But his family home would always be there just in case.

Mingi felt his right hand clasped in between the two. Yunho stared at him with tears in his eyes. "Please, Mingi."

"I-I'm pregnant."

Jongho rushed to his omega, embracing him and kissing his head. Yunho followed, smiling behind the tears.

"Mingi... we're so happy. We're going to be parents."

Mingi stirred awake later. It looked as though the sun was just going down through the blinds. He could hear voices behind the bedroom door.

"...We should let him rest, Jongho."

"But-"

"Don't go in, waking him up."

"Yunho..."

...

"God, stop pouting at me like that, Jongho. Fine. Ask him."

The door slowly pushed open. Mingi squinted to see his alphas come in.

"Good morning," Jongho joked. "Um..."

"You were going to ask something?"

Jongho looked to Yunho but found nothing. He was on his own. "Um, there's a nice band coming to play at the club tonight. I was wondering... did you want to go?"

Mingi grinned at Jongho's nervous fidgeting. His boyfriend was so cute. "Yeah."

"Are you sure? It's okay for the baby?" Yunho asked with concern.

Mingi shrugged. "If I enjoy myself, great. If I don't, we can come home."

"Yeah!" Jongho smiled. He pressed a kiss to Mingi's temple. "Thank you."

Mingi laughed. A fun night out sounded like a change from the last five months. Besides, he had the perfect outfit for it now.

~~~

Mingi wished he could describe the feeling he felt throughout his body when his alphas complimented his appearance. He had mentioned his insecurities to them before.

Beautiful. Stunning. Pretty. Sexy. All those words made Mingi's heart do flips. He almost cried, was it not for the sudden sweat at the back of his neck. It was all because of Yunho's intense stare at his figure, practically undressing him. The alphas had a hunger every once in a while that Mingi couldn't tame right now. They've kept it to a minimum: make-outs, handjobs, blowjobs... To not hurt the baby.

Because it could get... pretty wild in their bedroom.

Regardless, the three were able to slip in easily through security, the kind bodyguard congratulating Mingi and telling him to take it easy.

To Mingi's luck, the dance floor wasn't so packed. They were able to find a nice spot beside the main crowd and still feel the bass from the speakers.

Mingi loved everything about that night. He felt free, beautiful, and loved. Jongho attentively made sure he was alright, and Yunho pulled them to dance closely with rhythm towards any song.

It was almost perfect.

"Hey!"

Mingi turned from where he sat at the bar, letting his feet rest. Yunho ran off to the bathroom as Jongho went in search for another water bottle for him. His sweaty hands fidgeted with anxiety.

He met the face of an alpha, scent running disgustingly under his nose. It was an unappealing smell — something that rubbed him the wrong way.

The man wrinkled his nose in curiosity. His emerald eyes fell on Mingi's neck, of course. "Two bites?"

Mingi slowly nodded. His feet tapped impatiently for any of his alphas — preferably both — to show.

"Lucky alphas, hm." He reached to scarcely skim his fingertips over Mingi's belly. "There's room for one more."

Now the omega was genuinely terrified. He looked around for any help. Everyone was dancing, drunk, or busy. Yelling would be of no avail.

"Hey, prick!"

"Get your filthy hands off of my omega!"

Mingi watched as Yunho stormed at the man, and Jongho clenched his hands into fists. Yunho shoved the guy to see him smile.

"C'mon, guys. I'm just playing around with him-"

Jongho shoved him again, but this time he fell on his back. The action caused some to look over.

Yunho didn't care. He gripped the alpha's chin and showed his canines. "You're not going to touch him, talk to him, or even look at him again."

"You might as well leave." Jongho playfully licked his teeth. "Or I'll pick those pretty green eyes out."

Mingi hugged his stomach, trying to calm his thumping heart down. The world suddenly felt dizzy as his boyfriends' confrontational scents clouded his nose.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"Mingi."

Mingi felt a hand touch his back while another held his hand. He leaned against the bar counter, breathing stable again. Yunho rubbed his back, whispering soothing words and radiating a gentle, protective aura.

He could feel more eyes on him. It was then that Mingi realized he made a complete spectacle of himself for being here tonight. He should have stayed home.

Turning to Jongho, he embraced the alpha and hid from everyone's eyes.

"Take me home, alpha."

"It's not your fault, sweetheart," Yunho said, looking in the rearview mirror. Mingi's body was curled up against the window, looking out at the sobbing sky knocking at him. He didn't reply until they were home, cuddling on the couch watching TV.

"...I hate this place -- this hierarchy. All the alphas," Mingi suddenly confessed. Jongho shared a glance with Yunho.

"But," Mingi softly smiled. "I'm lucky I found you two. My alphas."

Jongho pulled Mingi close. In frail moments like these, he could look past the height difference and truly make Mingi feel smaller than him. Make him feel protected and safe in his arms.

"And we're lucky to have you. Our pretty omega."

"Pretty?"

"Is that a question?" Yunho asked, gently taking Mingi's chin to look at him straight in the eyes. "You're pretty."

As Mingi pouted his lips, he felt Yunho's mouth touch his, the slight taste of alcohol falling on his tongue. It wasn't a lot — his boyfriends don't drink too much now that he's pregnant — but it was clearly there.

So was that tent forming in his pants.

Mingi realized it would be one of those days. One of those times like the last where he would please his boyfriends then go to bed for a good night's rest. He slipped his hand below Yunho's underwear and started to stroke.

"No, no, honey. Tonight's for you. Right, Jongho?"

"Mhm." Jongho brushed Mingi's hair with careful eyes. "May we treat our omega?"

Mingi confirmed his permission with a nod and pulled the sparkly purple dress up his thigh. Yunho slowly spread his legs.

Soft air brushed against Mingi's exposed region. He swiftly felt all his insecurities rushing in and the blush tinting his cheeks red. Jongho seemed to notice because he lightly tugged Mingi's dirty blonde locks for his attention.

"Pretty," he repeated from earlier, leaning to peck his lips. Then he corrected himself with a long kiss. "Fucking beautiful."

Simultaneously, Yunho kissed and ran his tongue around Mingi's inner thighs. He tenderly kissed the stretch marks and pushed the dress skirt further up.

"Shit... you're already wet," Yunho whispered. His hands tugged Mingi's underwear down, and at this point, Mingi wished he'd bought slutty panties for occasions like these.

But he knew the two wouldn't care. They were coming off anyway.

Mingi moaned at the soft nips at his neck, then at Jongho's tongue wetting over both claim marks. That made Mingi even hornier.

Yunho teasingly rubbed his thumb over Mingi's hole, making a mess out of the clear, flowery scent slick of Mingi.

"Y-Yunho... please!"

A harsh gasp left the omega's lips as Yunho pushed a single finger in. He shifted uncomfortably, getting used to being stretched again.

At the second, Mingi pushed his hips down to feel Yunho's slender fingers deeper. He missed the scissoring, the gentle strokes of them reaching his prostate; everything leading up to his pelvis's involuntary twitches as it did when he came.

It all excited Mingi, and it wasn't to any surprise when Jongho reached an arm around his stomach to grip his aroused length.

Mingi moaned at the confining pressure in his lower region. He wasn't in any control. It all felt so good he couldn't help but drag their names out some more.

Yunho licked his lips. He retracted his fingers and replaced the space with his tongue, nose grazing Mingi's balls and moist with slick. Mingi cried in surprise, legs spreading even more.

"Look at you, sweetheart. You're making such a mess in the new pretty purple dress you bought," Jongho whispered in Mingi's ear.

Hearing each syllable made Mingi tremble. All the touching, teasing and pent-up sexual frustration was running up his dick, looking for a way out.

But Jongho wouldn't loosen his grip on the shaft. No. He would play with the slit and rub all the precum over the tip for Mingi to see.

"Jongho, stop fucking- ah- ah- ah..." Mingi's hips pushed when he felt Yunho's fingers fold inside him, slightly brushing his prostate. His head fell back, tongue out and eyes hazy.

"You should keep that mouth shut, pretty boy," Yunho muttered. "Thanks for letting me know I'm close."

The omega's lip quivered when he recovered and felt Yunho almost touching his prostate before pulling back. Mingi hated it. He was teasing him and for what?

"Hm. You think we should let him cum?" Jongho asked his partner. Yunho bit his lip.

"He's been a good boy. Done a good job at carrying the little one. Am I right, honey?" Yunho kissed the bottom of Mingi's baby bump. "Have you been a good mama?"

Mingi wiped the sweat off his forehead. He thrived in the praise. "Y-Yes, alpha. I've been a good mama. Wanna cum..."

Getting a nod from Jongho, Yunho swiftly pushed in his now soaked index and middle fingers to touch his boyfriend's prostate. And at that moment, Mingi's eyes blew open and lips pursed together as he came. His dick spurred out cum down Jongho's hand, creating a bigger mess with his slick.

"That's it, honey. Good," Yunho softly coaxed the boy while caressing his lower abdomen. "So proud of you."

Mingi, chest heaving, suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion run over him. He wanted to be in bed — fluffy, clean and cuddled in the warm arms of his two boyfriends.

He was half awake when Yunho carried him to the bathroom; when Jongho unzipped his dress and ran for clean clothes; when Yunho washed him then wrapped his body in a nice warm towel. Dressed in loose pajama pants, Mingi was ready for bed.

But during Mingi's bath, as Jongho looked for clean clothes, his eyes fell on something sticking out of Mingi's shopping bags. Curious, he treaded over and kneeled to take it out.

The purple shirt was tiny — itty bitty when Jongho held it up. His eyes watered as he read the letters. Daddy's little girl. And under that shirt, we're several more items, including tiny pastel yellow socks with an embroidered pink thread.

Mingi had some explaining to do.

one of my favorite (& best) oneshots <3