"Could my sense of smell be wrong…?"
Farrukh's voice was hesitant, and Suga quickly shook his head.
"Farrukh, you really do have a sharp nose, haha."
Suga couldn't hold back his laughter when Yuki stared at him like a malfunctioning robot. The man kept trying to open his mouth to say something, only to fail every time.
"Congratulations on your pregnancy. How many months has it been?"
Unlike Yuki, who looked as though he'd just heard the world was ending tomorrow— Farrukh's face stayed calm and composed as he casually congratulated Suga, as if learning an omega was pregnant was the most ordinary thing. That Suga, being with an alpha prime, would end up in this situation felt only natural.
Or maybe Farrukh simply wasn't the expressive type, and Suga just couldn't read him. Still, from the hesitant way he had asked, it was clear he was at least a little surprised.
