Armin had been asleep for about twenty minutes by the time the doctor had showed up. The doctor looked a bit like a mad scientist, with dirty greasy hair pulled into a small ponytail, glasses pushed right up to their face and a crazy look in their eyes.
"Eren Jaeger?" The doctor asked glancing down at her clipboard, pen tapping against it in an irregular rhythm. He answered with a 'yes' and slid off his cot, padding over the soft white carpet.
"Follow me!" She exclaimed, giving him a wide smile. Eren followed her, kind of scared of the enthusiasm she possessed.
"Oh, I have so many things to ask you! Truly you are an interesting Omega!" She beamed, walking down the hallway with her endless chatter. Eren ignored her, instead choosing to stare at the other Omega's that were behind the windows. He still wasn't used to seeing people looking so…sad.
The doctor led him out of the hallway and to a door that had the words 'Hange Zoe' engraved into a small silver plaque. She pushed open the door and ushered Eren in, leading him down to sit in a chair opposite a desk. She sat down in the chair, facing Eren and smiled down at her desk.
"You were quite a late presenter, Mr. Jaeger. Why?" She asked, glancing up to lock eyes with Eren who just shrugged, "22 is about 5 years late." Eren nodded, partially scared of the crazy eyed doctor that was in front of him.
"Perhaps I should get a vial of your blood." She muttered, shuffling some papers around, "Yes! I'll do that." She stood up suddenly, grabbing Eren by the wrist and dragged him into an adjoining room. This one was white, everything seemed to be fucking white in this facility, and was decorated like a normal doctor's office with an examination bed and shelves with all types of medical equipment. She guided him to the bed and gestured for him to sit down.
"So, Eren. I have no idea about your medical history, so you'll need to help me out."
"Okay." Eren replied.
"Parents' genders?"
"Male Alpha, female Beta."
"Were you sexually active before presenting?"
"Yeah. Only with women though."
"Any severe illnesses?"
"No."
"Any severe injuries, especially the brain?"
"No."
Hange screwed her face up and glanced down at her clipboard in frustration. She went through some standard medical check-ups before sighing and writing something down on her clipboard.
"I'm going to have to get the phial of blood then. Good news for me!" She perked up, already half out of her seat to reach for a needle. He watched her hands as she tied around a piece of fabric tightly just above his elbow.
"I have some questions." He stated, fidgeting ever so slightly as she tapped against his flesh to locate a vein. She hummed in response, tongue stuck out of her mouth in concentration.
"When do I have to…uh get p-pregnant?" He asked, feeling the heat of a blush spread across his tanned skin. Hange waved off the question, ignoring the sharp 'fuck' Eren muttered when she sunk the needle into his flesh.
"Not until your next heat. You have a lot of time." She replied. Eren just swallowed nervously and nodded. A month wasn't a lot of time when regarding you to be fucked against your will to him but he didn't dare voice his complaint. When she was satisfied with the amount of blood she took, she pulled the needle from his arm and ejected it into a phial.
"Thank you for the donation to science!" She grinned, holding up the phial as if she just won a gold medal. The Omega looked at her like she was insane, and to be honest she probably fucking was. She disappeared with it and came back empty handed, muttering something under her breath again.
"I'll take you back to Armin now and give him some cuddles! He deserves it!" She yelled. Eren was sure that she didn't realise the level her voice seemed to fluctuate to, which was currently killing his ears.
When he arrived back at the room, Armin was awake again, reading some massive book that was balanced on his small belly. He smiled up at him as he entered and closed the book.
"How was it?" He asked, gesturing Eren to come over and sit on his bed. He hesitated a minute before caving in and moving over to sit next to the pregnant Omega. He was curious about why people were so protective of Armin, he looked pretty ordinary and not in psychical pain. Maybe something was wrong with the baby?
"She just said I presented late and took some of my blood, nothing too extreme," Eren answered, crossing his legs as he sat on the end of the bed.
"She also said for me to give you-um- cuddles." He averted his eyes, lowering them to his hands. Armin let out a soft chuckle, his hands subconsciously reaching down to wrap around his swollen stomach protectively.
"Just an Omega thing really. When your instincts get stronger, you'll feel the need for constant affection. A negative side effect really." Armin explains, "But if you would I'd be very appreciative." Eren blushed but waited until Armin shuffled over to the side of the bed before moving himself next to Armin.
"This is really weird by the way," Eren muttered, biting his lip as Armin readjusted himself to sit back down into Eren's chest. He sighed happily, hands still clutched around his stomach. Tentatively, the brunette snuck his arms around Armin's waist and nuzzled down into his neck.
"Is it still weird?" Armin asked, slowly rubbing circles into his stomach, wincing every time he felt a partially hard kick.
"Definitely." Eren replied, "I thought I was going to be a Beta, so I don't really know anything about Omegas especially male ones. Or how this fucking stupid breeding facility works." It still felt weird to cuddle with a guy he hadn't even known for five hours but it made him feel calm, relaxed and safe. He felt a hot wave of embarrassment flush his cheeks, knowing that some of the affection he was craving was lingering traces of his previous heat leaving his system. It was probably because of the imbalance of his hormones but he resented the feelings that were bubbling beneath the surface. The feeling that Armin was a mother and therefore safe to be around; his stupid calming scent helping Eren to soothe out his anger towards the government. Eren glanced down at the blond, noting that his eyelids had closed and his mouth was parted, allowing soft sounds to slip out.
"You sleep a lot, don't you?" He asked, the words falling from his mouth before he could stop to think. Ah shit.
"Just been a rough couple of months. Thank you for agreeing to embrace me, though. It's been a while since I've been held like this." At his words he sunk further against Eren's chest, a content sigh falling from his lips.
"Ah. No problem." Eren replied. He wanted to ask more. Why was it a rough couple of months? What was the real reason he slept all the time and why did all of his smiles look forced? He went against his judgement and decided to just let the small guy sleep, the suddenly feeling of protectiveness flaring out in his chest.