Donghyuck threw up his breakfast the next second he ate it, he squeezed his baby bump as he tried to stand straight. He was terribly sick, unhealthy and falling into a dangerous trench of depression. Wiping his tears as he came out into the open with a crunch of his face all his enemies helped him down the steps for he was pregnant and it was obvious that the man regretted what he did previously.

"Who is the father?" Hyunjin asked the boy carefully, sadly Hyuck refused to tell anyone. He didn't want to speak to anyone either. Sitting down on the step he drew in a harsh breath. He miss Mark so much it hurt like someone had shot a bullet through his heart and never took off the little devil off.

"Dude Mark is rumoured to take over the presidentship. There's alot of shit going on his life, his father's illegitimate daughter has immerged out of no where and filed a case against him. Damn that guy on a wheelchair has so much on his shoulders." People gossiped about unaware of the red head regretting being alive.

Donghyuck started crying softly, he sobbed into his arms, his heart wrenched, he wanted Mark so much right now. He craved for him, his touch, his warmth, his soft side smile, his silly lame flirting. He missed him so much it sure started hurt him to the point he no longer wanted to live but also wanted the baby.

"Tf- Why are security guards here? They are not from here probs." Hyuck heard a guy shout from behind. He turned around with a hiccup, at a fair unclear foggy distance several men marched in from the main gate.

"Fuck!! It's the president!" Taeyong walked in his glories state, still fabulous and hot. Though left broken after what his husband had done he sure carried himself attractively well.

Carefully sitting up Haechan turned to leave, his baby bump wasn't seen because he wore a hoodie and he wasn't that huge thankfully. Taeyong chuckled at the boy trying to disappear from him so they didn't have to meet.

"How long will you hide Haechan?" Taeyong asked him, stopping him from leaving the place. "You've been pardoned by the President, you saved my life and my son's life, come back." He smiled at Hyuck. Alas, the red head only tried to leave but he stopped when he heard the familiar wheeling noise, turning around his heart clenched at the sight. It was Mark.

Mark still looked extremely handsome, fierce but sweet, his aura had changed, from warmth to dominating. He had on a clean black tuxedo, his undercut hair grown out pretty long now.

"Who gave you permission to leave me?" Mark spoke through gritted teeth, he was angry no doubt in that. But what he did next made Donghyuck smile in a span of eight months, the older guy stood up from his wheelchair on his own. He then made his way towards Hyuck as stealthily as a lion, he hugged the crying beauty tightly. Marks small eyes grew wider when he felt the bump on the boy. "I'm.....I'm going to be.....a-a father?" He pulled away and Hyuck weakly nodded, he smiled, he cried and he just started shaking so much.

"Mark........." He wanted say he was sorry, he wanted to apologize for what he had done. Mark lifted the hoodie up, the man literally fell on his knees at the sight of the cute round baby bump.

"Can I? Can I touch it?" He mumbled, Hyuckie nodded, as the older kissed his baby bump and sat up with tears filling his eyes. "I want to surprise you  by walking into your arms but you gave me the biggest most beautiful surprise ever. I should have know when you looked so much more gorgeous than before." He sniffled kissing his boys forehead.

The Prison was left flabbergasted by the truth unveiling before them. The great Moon Donghyuck was pregnant and in love with the president's son Mark Lee? As Hyuck unwillingly left with Mark he didn't say a word, instead he just let Mark do the needful. He'd go to hell if Mark was the Devil. Without a doubt. He was taken to the president's mansion, Mark carried him like a bride upstairs and Haechan had never seen anything as hot as Mark right now.

"Freshen up. Shower and wear anything of mine. I'll bring your food up okay. Careful. Both of you. Hmm?" Saying so he went downstairs. It wa still weird to see him walk about so easily.

Once Hyuck showered he wore a red shirt that he found in Marks closet, he couldn't wear the sweat pants or the boxer as his head started spinning like crazy. He held the bathroom wall for balance, he was terribly sick and unhealthy. Since he refused to consult any doctor what's so ever. Warm arms wrapped around him and he was carried to the bed.

"You're so sick......Stupid Pudu. Mom's doctor is coming to check you." He pulled the comforter over the boys lower body since he was naked. "I missed you so much Hyuckie. I'm sorry I didn't come sooner." Mark pressed his lips on the plump pink lips with a chaste sound as the doctor came in.

Their eyes stared at eachother for a very long time, as if Hyuck was afraid it was all a dream and that if he woke up Mark would be gone again. He held his arm tightly, refusing to let go.

"He's six and a half. I'll send the midwife tomorrow to do the future checking. But he's weak and the child has a very high risk of been miscarried or being born at a premature state. Just make sure he's taken care of thoroughly." Said the doctor with a warning tone, Marks heart weighed down at the statement. Bowing at the doctor once she left he sat before Hyuck.

"D-Dont go......Don't leave me." Haechan started dozing off mumbling.