"Baby you look different." Mark stared at the beauty before him.

"I look terrible thank you. We got to take you home today." Haechan mumbled as he rushed around to get his boyfriends discharge done.

"No no. You look more gorgeous than you already were. Your cheeks are puffier." The older's eyes trailed along with Haechan who started blushing like a damascas rose.

"Why, Thank you sweetheart." Haechan giggled walking out Mark's room as he headed to Kun's office.

"Hae, He just woke up yesterday. Graduation can wait." Kun sighed signing the papers.

"I'll take of my baby lion. He's been here long enough." The brunette frowned, grabbed the papers and sprinted off to his boyfriends room.

"WE ARE GOING TO MY HOUSE...." Haechan couldnt finish as he had to do his daily dose of throwing up. He mentally groaned. Shouldn't it have stopped now?

"Haechan are you alright?" Marks voice sounded as Haechan cleaned himself quickly and went out the bathroom smiling.

"Of course!! Now lemme get you dressed. We are leaving." The younger clapped his hands excited.

"What about my house?" The older looked up at the younger who knelt on his bed unbuttoning Marks shirt.

"Nancy said it was under renovation." Haechan mumbled helping Mark with a new shirt. Then he simply slipped of the olders boxers and pyjamas as he made him dress clean boxers and a sweat pant. Haechan kissed Marks forehead as he helped him up and carefully guided him down with his things.

"The drives not that long but you can rest your head a little." The bronze haired boy smiled at the tired head boy as they drove to Haechan's apartment.

"The bath is ready. Call me when your done. I'll be in the kitchen." Haechan tried to leave the black haired but his boyfriend held on his hand.

"Help me wash my hair." Mark's deep voice was soft. The younger nodded crouching and helped the older, washing his luscious hair without making his stitches wet. Mark stared at Haechan the whole time and Haechan blushed and blushed so much his face and neck were all so rosey right now.

"You make me want to kiss you when you blush like that." Mark chuckled.

"Idiot. I need to make food. I'm straving." The younger finished washing the olders hair as he sprinted carefully outside with a racing heart.

The older chuckled as he cleaned himself up and dressed the shorts and hoodie his lover had left for him on the bed. Haechan's apartment was nothing like the olders. It was beautiful just like its owner, Mark decended the stairs and saw Haechan with nothing but black boxers and one of the olders red shirts that fell onto his mid thighs. Thick as they were it was indeed the most prettiest the older had ever seen.

"You look hot!!" Mark said lifting himself up on the kitchen counter.

"Close your eyes big idiot." Haechan rolled his eyes and continued his precious cooking.

"How about a no way?" Mark chuckled winking at his blushing boyfriend. Haechan sure did miss this tease. "If you blushed some more you'd be the colour of my shirt baby."

"Here. Shut up and eat your cheese pasta." The brunette gave the older his plate and he sat at the table.

"Great I get a great view from up here. I might as well eat you." Mark giggled at the brunette who blushed darker now.

"You pervert you are sick." Haechan mumble stuffing his mouth with pasta. Mark had a hearty laugh as they bickered at each other and ate with content hearts.

"But baby why are you blushing so much?" Mark pouted at Haechan as he crawled over the older on the couch.

"I-I don't k-know?" The younger sat on Marks lap and directly looked at the olders deep eyes. Haechan bit his lips. This is it. Mark deserves to know.

"Baby?" The older caressed Haechans exposed thigh.

"Youaregoingtobeafather." The brunette rushed on his words.

"What?" Mark looked confused.

"I-I m-mean y-you a-are g-going t-to beafather." Haechan looked everywhere but Marks gaze.

"I'm going be a father? Ohh thats it?" Mark chuckled not getting what it meant and then his eyes widened as sudden realization slapped him. "WHAT!?"

"I-I'm p-pregnant a-and you are g-going be a f-father and theres going to be someone calling you Daddy soon." Haechan finally looked at the older and smiled shyly. He ran off somewhere unable to bare the shyness.

"Hyuck wait!!" Mark ran after him and they stopped at Haechan's balcony. "Y-You are p-pregnant? H-How m-many w-weeks?"

"4-4 w-weeks and 4 days. I-I knew before all these shit happened but I was shy to tell I'm so......" Marks lips stopped him from speaking anything else, the older kissed him so softly Haechan started crying, it was deep, slow and intense the olders tongue swirling inside the youngers warm cavarn. Haechan held Marks waist as the head boy craddled the youngers neck and jaw. Lifting it higher and slanting their lips more like a jigsaw.

When they pulled away, with swollen lips and breathless lungs, Mark held both Haechan's hands in his. Squeezing it and smiling widely, he blinked but the big fat tear droppes fell onto the golden skin of the smaller.

"W-Why a-are you crying?" Haechan panicked but Mark looked at him with so much of joyful emotions and smiles.

"C-Cant I touch it?" The older barely spoke and Haechan nodded, Mark lifted his shirt and stared at the slightly appearing baby bump and he choked on his sobs as he ran his fingers on the smooth velvety skin. The hand wrapped around Haechans bare waist as it pulled the brunette into the tightest hug ever.

"T-Thank you so much. Omg I'm so happy my heart would burst. I love you Haechan!!!" Mark laughed and sniffled kissing Haechan on his necklace.

"You gave me this, Thank you and I love you too Mark." Haechan smiled into Marks neck, his hands hugging Marks chest.