|Warning: Daddy kink, Impregnation kink|
/Erik's POV/
"And please for moon's sake don't bring that non-fat s**t" He pinned his twin with a glare. He had enough of those non-fat skimmed milk. It doesn't even taste like milk.
Evan rolled his eyes as he pocketed the list from the table and gave him a look, "What kind of a doctor are you?"
"The kind that would rather die from eating than die without eating" Erik huffed as he held the tray in his hands.
It was his idea that Evan should go shopping for grocery and essential things required for three more days. Their omega was in heat so she couldn't bear any other smell except for her Alphas so they had to do everything. And Erik doesn't even know the best kind of supermarket around so Evan was the only option left.
"I'll be sure to me
