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it comes to 'junk'. Noah's so used to looking at himself that, even flaccid, Adam is devastatingly large.
     
    "Enjoying the view?"
     
    The voice is cocky, mirthful, and has Noah jumping out of his skin, and embarrassment bolts into the omega's mind coupled with the very strong sentiment of Oh My God and Noah scrambles back and falls off the bed.
     
    His face is hot and his body doesn't appreciate the sudden collision with the carpeted floor and the alpha overhead is laughing—damn well chuckling at his expense—and it sours Noah's mood a little as he rights himself and covers his nudity with a humble hand. "Well excuse you."
     
    He's surly and wronged and he's not about to hide it.
     
    "Thanks for excusing me," Adam quips, throwing Noah off guard.
     
    The omega scowls up at him hoping it doesn't appear that he's pouting but then Adam throws down a fluffy blanket with which to cover himself and it lands atop Noah's head. The omega pulls it down and wraps himself in it, indignant.
     
    "You're in a better mood, I see," Adam observes, reminding Noah that there had previously been a foul mood. But before he can wilt at the memory the alpha continues with, "I bet you want an old-fashioned, home-style breakfast, huh? Lots of meat and eggs?"
     
    Noah swallows, immediately salivating at the thought. "I, um… yes."
     
    "Alright," Adam decides, ruffling Noah's hair as he pulls himself out of bed and does absolutely nothing to cover himself up. The omega tries not to appear scandalized by this. "Why don't you take a shower and then once you're done washing up and eating we can talk. Sound good?"
     
    "Y- yeah," Noah gets in as the alpha grabs some pajama pants off the floor and shoves his legs into them, clearly not noticing the way the omega wrinkles his nose.
     
    "Okay, see you in a bit," Adam tells him with a smile and a wink as he wanders out of the bedroom.
     
    Noah resigns himself to the slow simmer of embarrassment at having been caught outright staring at Adam's nether region and tries to scrape together some dignity by hiding himself in the bathroom and waiting a decent amount of time before emerging again. But that endeavor is promptly dashed once Noah's sees his reflection.
     
    He an utter mess, hair wild and eyes rimmed red from crying.
     
    Why it matters, Noah doesn't know—it's not as though he's here to impress Adam, they're not going to be entering a courtship purely because of the pregnancy. And, yes, Adam is attractive and… not without the equipment to pleasure Noah but that's no foundation for a healthy relationship.
     
    Yet Noah dives into the shower and scrubs himself clean nonetheless, sparing a passing glance to his flat stomach—he checks for if there's signs of a bump showing daily now, it's a subconscious habit that he doesn't dwell on—but other than a little weight gain there hasn't been any change.
     
    When he's done, he decides he'll have to dress himself in his clothes from yesterday… until he realizes he has no clothes from yesterday, and he certainly won't be wandering into the kitchen in no more than a towel, even if he had stumbled stark naked in front of Adam earlier this morning.
     
    He feels momentarily guilty in sifting through Adam's drawers in search of clothes but the alpha will forgive him. He owes Noah, after all, for the next eight months. And the rest of their lives.
     
    Noah pads into the kitchen wearing an obscenely large t-shirt and loose pants that wouldn't stay around his hips if it weren't for the drawstring waist.
     
    Adam offers him a wry smile as he peers up from the eggs he's cooking over the hob, clearly amused by Noah's fashion selection. The omega would bristle and kick up a fuss but he's honestly too comfortable in these oversized clothes that may or may not carry the spiced scent of the alpha.
     
    "I hope you're hungry," the alpha says, and it's all the warning Noah receives before he's served the biggest breakfast he's ever seen, let alone been