||London||

Tom walked down the streets of London, his hands in his pockets. This was one of the rare moments he stepped out of the house. Admittedly, he didn't want to be out here - He was only out because Edd had told him to do so.

"Tom? Tom, are you listening?"

Edd's voice called out to him, snapping Tom back into reality. Tom blinked, before staring up at his friend. "Sorry - What?" Edd let out a soft sigh, shaking his head. "Honestly Tom... Do you want to get ice cream?"

Tom nodded softly, his tongue rubbing up against the roof of his mouth. "Sure." He rasped finally, following Edd and Matt into the store. The way that Edd was hip to hip with Matt, his fingers intertwining with Matt's - It made Tom's stomach churn with envy.

How he wished that were him and Tord.... But that wish was always going to stay just a wish. It's been 4 months since everything happened, his stomach growing steadily. Matt turned to Tom, giving him a soft look. "And what would you like, Tom?"

Tom snapped out of his thoughts, lifting up his head. "Ah... I'd like two scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream, please?" He asked softly, fiddling with the cuffs of his sleeve. The girl nodded, smiling at Matt as he paid. Sitting down at a booth, Matt looked at Tom's stomach. "So, have you picked out a name yet?"

Tom bit his lip, taking in a deep breath. "Well, I know is that I'm having a litter of 5. 3 girls, 2 boys... But I only have one name picked out" Matt raised an eyebrow, casually wrapping his arm around Edd's shoulder. Tom furrowed his eyebrow, biting his lower lip softly. "I was thinking about naming one of the girl's Kuro." 

Matt nodded his head as he tapped his finger thoughtfully, before speaking. "How about you name one of the girls Mira as well? It's a pretty name, with a pretty meaning." Tom thought for a moment, before smiling. "Mira. It's a pretty name, I like it."

"Excuse me, here is your ice cream's." the lady called, placing the bowls of ice cream onto the table. Tom scooped up a bit of ice cream on his spoon, before peacefully eating it. They ate their ice cream in peace, the silence between the three comforting Tom.

When they finished their ice cream, they went back to the apartment despite Tom's protest to go to a Toffee store. 

"Tom I swear." Edd huffed, crossing his arms, glancing at Tom in the rear view mirror. "You like Toffee so much I'm beginning to think you're going to name a kid after it!" Tom was quiet before Edd let out an exasperated sigh. "You're thinking about it, aren't you?" Tom gave a meek smile in response, rubbing his stomach.

Matt let out a hearty chuckle, tapping his finger on the wheel. "I guess you have names for all the girls now, hm?" Tom grinned triumphantly when he saw Edd crack a smile. "Yeah, I guess I do." He cooed, before staring out of the window watching the town flash by him.

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Tom stepped out of the shower, drying up his damp hair. It was late morning by the time Tom was finally cleaning himself up. He gave himself a look at the mirror, feeling mixed emotions when he looked down at his stomach.

He felt an odd sense of joy at the fact that 5 bundles of life were growing inside of him, but it pained him to know that they would never know and possibly meet their father. Tom rubbed his bump, smoothing his hand over the stretch marks that were already becoming visible. Pumping some lotion on his hand, he massaged his stomach, singing a sweet lullaby.

It had become a habit for him to do this since it provided comfort to him and the pups. As silly as it sounded, it seemed as if the day wasn't so bad as long as the pups got their daily song and rub.

When Tom finished the song, he walked into his room to find a pair of stretchy jeans and a comfortable loose sweat-shirt. The shirt was white with an ASDF face on it but it made Tom feel and look good. Sliding on some checkered vans, Tom made his way to the door.

"Edd, I'm going to buy some toffee - Toffee you oh-so rudely denied me last night." He purred, grinning at Edd who rolled his eyes. "Yeah, okay. Just don't waste ALL of your money on Toffee, okay?" He sighed, shaking his head. Tom gave him a toothy grin, before leaving the apartment.

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Tom walked down the streets of London, his hands firmly planted on his stomach. Making his way downtown to the Toffee shop, he walked inside and waved at the cashier who was used to seeing Tom each and every day.

Tom turned away, looking at the selections to pick from. He was practically drooling at the many flavors there. He grabbed a bag and picked out pieces that were cherry, coffee, and caramel flavor. Wrapping up the bag into a neat little knot, he turned around bumping into someone dropping his bag.

"Oh sh- S-Sorry..." He huffed, leaning on the table as he began to bend his knees in an attempt to pick up the bag. The stranger quickly snapped Tom back onto his feet, picking the bag up for him. Tom got a whiff of his spicy cigar scent, furrowing his brow as he tried to pinpoint to smell. The figure turned around, immediately taking away Tom's breath.

Tord.

Tom opened his mouth to scream and shout, to cuss out Tord, to kiss him. He was a rush of emotions, thoughts blurting across his mind. Tom's mouth felt dry, his throat was burning on fire. Tord's eyes trailed down to Tom's stomach as he took a step closer.

"Thomas, is it- Is it mine?"

Tom puckered his lower lip, puffing out his chest trying to look as intimidating as possible. Tord smoother his hand over Tom's bump, tears welling in his eyes. Tom blinked, opening his mouth to speak. "Y-Yes." He whispered softly, Tord's eyes darting up to meet his gaze. The alpha looked on the verge of crying as he pulled Tom close. "Oh Thomas... can you ever forgive me?" He whispered, burying his face into the crook of his neck. Tom clenched onto the back of his head, shivering. "What about her?"

"Thomas..." Tord rasped, raising his head. "Lucia is my ex... We left on... Bad terms. She," Tord sighed, holding onto Tom's waist "At the very least, didn't handle the news of me finding someone else too well..." He murmured, his eyes trailing off to Tom's neck. He snapped back to attention, looking into Tom's 'eyes'. "Thomas, I want to be there for our kids."

Tom held his breath, placing his hands softly on Tord's shoulder. He didn't know why, but he felt... Saddened by Tord's statement. He was happy that Tord was willing to take responsibility for getting Tom pregnant but... What if that was all Tord wanted? To make sure the kids were okay?

Tom pursed his lip, nodding as he shooed away his thoughts. He took his bag of toffee from his hands and went over to the register. As he pulled out his wallet to pay, he felt Tord practically fumbling on top of him, slamming his credit card on the counter. "I'll pay for him." He slurred, as Tom squirmed out from underneath Tord. The cashier gave a nervous glance at them both, before swiping the card. "Okay..."

Tom gave Tord a rather pissed off look, jerking his head back as Tord leaned in to kiss the top of his head. Wanting to be with Tord and having him step up to his role as a father was completely different from being smothered by the Alpha. Tord let out a raspy breath, handing the bag over to Tom.

Tom glared at Tord, before snapping around and walking out of the store proudly with his hips swaying. 

Tord found himself drooling over the proud pregnant omega, his eyes tracing over his body.

He looked damn good swollen with his children.

Storming out of the store, Tord followed after Tom, grabbing onto his waist as a small squeak escaped the Omega's lips. Tord buried into Tom's neck, his claiming fangs biting onto Tom's neck. Tom covered his mouth, his heart rate going up when Tord bit into him.

After a brief moment, Tord removed his fangs, wiping the blood away with his tongue. Tom snapped around to looked at Tord, huffing with embarrassment and frustration. Tord gave him a smug look, holding his hands up in defense. Tom's face scrunched up with fury, Tord's smug look fading from his face quickly. "Thomas I-"

"It was about damn time you did it!" Tom hissed, folding his arms over his stomach as he relaxed, looking angrily cute. Tord gave Tom a lopsided grin, before cupping his cheek. "I just wanted to make sure you were the one." He purred, before kissing the top of Tom's head.

The little omega let out an annoyed huff, before pulling away. He began to march off, his plump body swaying to a beautiful rhythm even when he was upset. Tord couldn't help but stare helplessly at Tom seeing the way his pregnant mate carried himself.

The little spitfire was finally his.

A/N: Wow, finish book in day, such doge, wow

Toffee is dedicated to Blue-Toffee 

Kuro is dedicated to Demon_Warlocks

Mira is dedicated to GayLeaderTord