Allen was about to ask the doctor when he could be discharged then a knock interrupted him. His bodyguard entered inside, "Boss two people are here to see Mr. Black. One is his friend from the club. Should I let them in?"
Allen replied in his usual monotone voice, "Let them in but warn them to be quiet." The bodyguard, Ray bowed and made to leave. He came back few seconds again with a man and a woman. The man dressed in revealing, extremely sexy clothes entered inside. You could easily tell he was an omega from his soft features but he wasn't as beautiful or delicate looking as Nick. His beauty had a kind of sassiness to it. He was Leo, Nick's bestfriend.
The lady was dressed in a red corporate suit with fitted trousers. She was Mae, Nick's manager and close friend. She was a beta. They rushed in immediately aand would have rushed to Nick's side if not for Allen's glare keeping them away.
Leo immediately asked, "How's he? We've sued the people involved in the fight, they'll pay the medical bills.... How's the baby?"
Allen ignored everything Leo had spouted, "Does Nick have any bad habits, things connected to his feeding or hurting himself?"
Leo glanced at Mae a bit unsure, "Well I'm not sure Nick would want us telling you but then we want our friend to be fine.... He has an eating disorder...."
Allen frowned as the doctor questioned, "What kind of disorder?"
Leo hesitated throwing several looks at Mae as he unconsciously tugged at his newly done nails, "Well.... "
Mae continued, "He really hates being out of shape and well... the pregnancy makes him feel bloated..."
Leo cut in, "It's not like he doesn't love his child... It's just that..... He was diagnosed with anoxeria after his leaving his family and all that. He thought the only way to keep the club going and to prove himself to everyone was to keep fit... extremely fit...."
Allen half yelled almost loosing his cool, "What exactly do you mean?!"
''He takes laxatives after eating all the time,'' Leo breathed out and immediately covered his mouth when he was done.
Mae begged, "Please don't get angry at him.... He tried stopping it for the baby but he's already kinda addicted..... He loves this baby alot but he's also just a child, barely twenty."
Allen sighed, "I'll take him to my house. Ray cancel my earlier appointments... As much as I want to close the club for the time being I don't think Nick waking up to hear that would help this situation. You guys can run it, right?"
Mae nodded, "Sure, it's no biggie. Just take care of our baby. He can be immature sometimes but please don't hurt him."
Leo rested his hands on his waist, "Seriously though, don't hurt him. He might have no one and you might be some big bad wolf but he's my bestie..... He has me and I'm very difficult to get rid off."
******
The car drove into Allen's private estate. They were several missed calls from his mum but he wasn't ready to pick them. Apart from Nick's friends at his club, his mother was the only other person who seemed to genuinely care about Nick. Maybe it was because he was her only son's fated mate or maybe cause he was carrying her beloved grandson. Whatever her reason was he wasn't ready to hear her lectures on how good Nick really was and how he just needs a little more loving.
The car stopped infront of his huge glass mansion. There was no noise for miles away and apart from the maids and guards dressed in uniformed white and black, they're wasn't a single other person within those miles, even after the estate walls.
The estate was located in a secluded property, almost a whole town owned only by Allen. It was all prim and proper reflecting Allen's nature. His life was done in precision and order, part of the reason he refused to get close to Nick.
From the very moment they'd met Nick had done nothing but alter that order he'd long built. He was a chaos in his calm.
Ray opened the door and Allen carried the unconscious Nick out of the car going up the grande stairs with his personal bodyguard following after them. Ray signalled the driver to take the car to the garage and ran after the couple.
The fleet of stairs leading to the mansion was slightly tiring, Allen's way of discouraging unwanted guests and an excuse for a little in-between the day exercise. But now as he carried Nick up he did it flawlessly like it wasn't already tiring forcing your body up the stairs. He entered through the huge doors and walked straight in headed for an elevator to his room.
As he entered the elevator he ordered Ray, "Tell the Chef to make something light for him." Ray asked, "Should I tell him to make something for you as well? Not to pry Boss but you haven't eaten." Allen replied as the elevator closed, "Don't worry. I'm not hungry."
The door opened to a room decorated in black and golden. Everything screamed wealth and comfort. As he laid Nick on the King sized bed with black soft sheets, the comfy foam sank slightly. He tried to let go of Nick but Nick unconsciously held on. He sighed giving up as he settled to use his left hand to undo his cuffs and buttons. Nick's grip wouldn't even buldge a bit and as such he couldn't get out of the rest of his clothes.
He ended up lying next to Nick, stuck just watching him as he slept. Nick was a huge spoon and snuggled closest to the first warmth his brain could pick up on. It made Allen smile. When this childish troll was asleep he was amost a sleeping beauty, a baby. But when he was awake, It was all trouble.
Night woke up to the sight of a strange man next to him. The memories of the real owner of the body came in torrids giving him a headache, "Where am I?"
He groaned clutching the sheets as everywhere began to seem blur. Allen held him and almost immediately the feeling calmed but Night knew exactly who he was now and he had all the memories of whoever owned this body. Yes, owned this body. He'd gotten reincarnated or maybe swarped bodies with someone in a different dimension named Nick and he was an omega, a man that could bear children and was almost too feminine in looks and emotions. He almost laughed at how cynical this position was.
He looked at the man who seemed to have so much effect on him. The former owner of this body seemed to only register him as a side character, a husband he was forced unto by fate. He didn't plan on acting as Nick but even Night was cautious around people so he immediately tried to get away from the hold of this man.
Allen sighed as though already expecting that reaction, ''Just stay still. I don't want it either but you're the one that insists on still getting involved in clubs, especially on your first pregnancy. You couldn't be any smarter, could you?''
Night stubbornly tried again but Allen was abnormally stronger, "What the heck? Let go."
Allen replied almost offhandedly as he held both of Night's hand with one hand as he undid his cuffs with the other, "No."
Night groaned. How the heck did a man have such tiny wrists as Nick? And damn this guy was strong. "You're hurting me?"
Allen sighed, ''No I'm not. Stay still."
Night persisted, his manly ego dented at how easily he could be subdued, "What do you want with me?"
Allen had removed his tie and cuffs. As he exchanged the hand he was using to hold him down so that he could take off his coat, vest and innershirt, he did so while lazily staring into Night's eyes. His eyes were an intense eerie grey, "You seemed to have lost your memory, let me give you a little flashback."
With a slight toss his office wears were on the floor and Night's both hands were pinned above his head as Allen hovered just above his lips, "I am your husband, you are my WIFE. We have a child, you're carrying it. Carrying an Enigma's child is almost deadly, especially with your earlier constant attempts at abortion so from now on you'll move to my house, more specifically my room. You must behave as long as you're carrying my child, my name and my mark. I am capable of compelling you to do so but out of respect I won't, don't push me too hard. You'll stop going to that strip club_"
Night cut him short with a soft but firm, "No." The other Nick seemed very much attached to the club and to the people in it. They'd be his only hope of surviving here and probably escaping, not that he was so eager to go home.
''What did you say?" Allen asked almost too icily. his pheromones seeping out harmfully but to Night it was an oppressing aura. To others it was poison.
Night's face was flushed red. In all his life this was the first time someone was this close to him, it was the first time someone was capable of intimidating him. As Night, a masochist, it kinda turned him on. He'd never experienced it as he'd never met someone capable of being so helplessly domineering. He fought to keep in check as he spoke, ''I said no. I'll do whatever else you want but I'll go to that club, I'll try not to cause further nuisance but I'll work there."
Allen glared at him but Night didn't look the bit frightened or willing to succumb. Atleast he was being slightly reasonable today. He sighed letting him go as he removed the rest of his clothes so that he was only on his briefs. Night avoided looking at him. Allen noticed it and only scoffed, "Am I that repulsive? It's not like you don't see nude men everyday."
Night kept his eyes away, "That's on a working basis. It's... different."
Allen chuckled tying a towel around his waist, "What's the difference? Isn't this marriage the same thing as work? I'll shower first then you can."
He entered the toilet finally giving Night time to actually think. He needed a plan but first he needed information. Anytime he tried getting it from the other Nick's memories, the pain was almost suicidal. Asides from the baby dieing, he didn't also want to die, atleast not yet. He chuckled drily. Baby!! He was fucking carrying a baby. He made to stand up but a sharp pain in his abdomen stopped him.
So he wasn't fully recovered yet. He sighed. How beautiful! He cursed lying flat on the bed. He looked around. The room was beautiful and the walls were glass. It had to cost a fortune. The room light was dim and most of the furnitures were black and golden. The huge family sized bed had a black sheet and a black duvet on it. The duvet was as soft as fur. It was relaxing. The bed had Allen's scent and it seemed to warm him up. He made a mental note of it. He touched his stomach. It was a little swollen, very slightly and it was hard. He caressed it as he heard the relaxing sound of the shower where Allen was bathing.
He had a husband.
It rang a bell in his head and he didn't know whether to panic or not. In the other world, he'd claimed to be gay just to fend the girls away. The boys never dared to approach him to ask and he'd never actually dated anyone but now he had a husband.
As more thoughts flooded his head he didn't realise when he'd fallen asleep.
***
Allen was downstairs in his study room working when his bodyguard knocked on the door. It was late in the night and fortunately that brat hadn't woken up yet. He checked the time as he answered, "Come in."
Ray entered inside, his head bowed low, "Sorry for disturbing sir, but the Mrs hasn't woken up and hasn't eaten since you came back from the hospital. Your mother called to inform you that he must eat and take his drugs."
Allen sighed removing his reading glasses. He had a stern look which only made him more breath taking. As he leaned back on his leather swivel chair, twirling his pen, a strand of hair fell to draw you attention to his deep ocean eyes. He was on a grey singlet and silk trousers. The singlet seemed too only showcase his buldging biceps. Ray's ears turned red as he forced himself not to look.
Allen ran his hand through his hair as he stood up, "Where's the food?"
Ray replied trying to maintain composure, "The Chef is with it standing at your room door. He's been knocking for a while now."
Allen sighed getting up as he waved Ray away, "You can leave, I'll take care of it."
Allen entered his room with the food and saw Night still lying down as he left him. He was still wearing those tight club clothes and even his shoes were still on. He sighed, dropping the food on the side table. He knelt next to Night and removed his snickers. His legs were small and soft. A smile tugged unconsciously at the side of Allen's lips.
He dropped the shoes at his shoe rack, tomorrow he'd move Nick's things in. He had an empty walk in closet and a spare wardrobe. That should do.
As a meticulous person, everything in his room was aranged in precise order. Nothing seemed out of place, even his shoes were arranged according to colour and brands. As well as his suits, coats, watches, chains, even rings and cufflinks.
He undid the laces holding the shirt and raised Night up to pull the shirt away. Night mumbled something sleepily and went back to sleep. He seemed really tired.
He removed his trousers and was about removing his boxers when Night's hand subconsciously held his hand away, his eyes quickly opened and darted to meet Allen's, "What are you doing?"
Allen replied sarcastically, "Sleeping beauty finally awoke only to begin yelling at her servants. You were sleeping too long and my mother called."
Night massaged his forehead. He washaving a headache, "Could you let me be?