SUDDEN MARRIAGE

Fourty seven

The next morning, we went back home just like what I promised Mark that I'll be doing. Of course, I got so sad and I almost cried if it weren't for Sarang who comforted me and said that I can visit anytime. I'll miss the kids, Mama and Johnny hyung. I even considered bringing Sarang and Minhyuck with me but I realized it would be hard and adjustments would be made.

"Are you tired?" I asked Mark the moment we pulled over the parking lot of our house. He groaned and threw his head back before looking at me and grabbing my hands.

"Promise me you won't get angry…"

"Why?" I furrow my eyebrows, checked Haechan at the backseat, then threw my eyes back at Mark.

He is biting his lip in nervousness, though. "The house is a mess."

"The what?" I look at him in disbelief.

"I haven't made the time to clean it. I'm sorry…" He huffed and pouted, gently pulling me and hugging me. "Don't be angry…"

"Let's just clean it." I sigh.

I couldn't think about anything but the imagination of our messy home and the satisfaction of cleaning it. I really, really don't want it messy. I hate it.

"I'll go get Haechan." He uttered and kissed me before making his way out and opening the door of the backseat.

It reminded me of my realization yesterday. This kid is probably less than a year old or a year and a few months old. And Mark told me that happened almost three years ago, which means this kid should be around two years old now which he clearly isn't.

I'm starting to entertain the idea of this child, not being Mark's.

"Good morning, sunshine." Mark says. "We're back home, aren't we?"

The baby giggled cutely.

"Baby's happy because papa is here…"

He giggled again. Over and over until I started falling inlove with it. Haechan is so adorable.

"Let's get inside… Hmm… Daddy and papa is here with baby Haechan…"

Cute. Not just the kid. But also Mark. Now the longing for having a child of our own resurfaced. Mark is so good with kids that I'm regretting that I can't bear one for him.

"What's wrong, love?" Mark asks when he opened doors for me. He kissed my cheeks and smiled genuinely. "You look beautiful, by the way."

My cheeks flushed at his sudden appreciation.

"I love that you're gaining stuffs on your cheeks." He pinched it with his other hand and by doing that, the kid was also able to reach out for my cheeks.

"Papa is pretty isn't he?" Mark chuckled, but then Haechan bit my cheeks after squeezing it using his small hands.

He does have teeth and so it really tickles. I laugh happily as I try to push his face away from my cheeks so I could kiss his forehead.

"Daddy looks so handsome, doesn't he?" I smirk, then Haechan giggled and played with his feet by kicking it on my thighs.

"We're perfect for each other, aren't we?" Mark added and playfully quirked his brows. "Daddy, papa and Haechan."

"And Sarang and Minhyuck…" I bit my lip and look at him. "Right?"

His confusions rose and that was seen through his furrowed eyebrows and the way he quirked a brow, then.

"Shall we talk about it inside?" I tilt my head and he was more than willing to do so.

My mouth fell in awe at the sight of this wrecked home. The couch was disoriented, the floor was full of… diapers? And powders of milk?