𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 || ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ

take me inside (let me live inside your mind)

Ship; Mark x Renjun
Group; NCT
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Part III of preg omega renjun
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There's the rapid sound of things being moved around in the house when Mark rubs his eyes open. He's groggily walking out of their room, his shirt kind of haphazardly leaning off of one shoulder and his hair is a nest.

"Injunnie?" He calls out as he makes his presence known. On his way out of the room, there's a drawer that he'd left his glasses on last night, after forcefully being dragged out of his study room by Renjun, complaining of lack of enough cuddles.

He pick up his glasses, puts them on and walks into the mess that's their home. He looks around for a bit, trying to find a mop of dark hair peeking out from the way things have been moved.

Mark spots his omega sat on the carpet of the living room, an array of clothes splayed out in front of him and he's humming a tune to himself as he carefully fold each garment that Mark can identify as his, and neatly pushes one of his shirt under the drawer in front of the TV.

Mark sighs. He knows exactly what Renjun is doing. Since the baby is in it's "I can come anytime" phase, Renjun is trying to make sure everything is to his liking in the house. Mark has no say in this and so he just carefully walks around, on his way to meet Renjun.

The furniture has been pushed to the walls, making a clear way for anyone to pass without having to dodge them, the center table that Renjun has taken it's place is placed top side down next to the TV. There's cushions on the glass that's on top of the TV table.

Mark clears his throat when he comes up behind Renjun and he smiles when his husband looks up to smile at him too.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," Renjun teases him as Mark finds a seat next to him. He scoots closer carefully and pulls Renjun's face close to his to plant a kiss on his lips.

"Morning," Mark replies and just watches Renjun as he goes back to folding each of Mark's underwear and sliding them under the glass that had their decoder there. "Busy morning hm?"

"Yes, the house is too dangerous for a baby, let alone three," Renjun says without looking up at Mark. "The furniture could hurt them, and the glass could cut them."

"Oh yeah, definitely," Mark says, nodding along without really knowing what to say but carefully with his choice of words so he doesn't hurt Renjun's feelings. "What about these clothes you're folding?"

"Hm?" Renjun looks up like he doesn't know what Mark could possibly be talking about. Then Mark points at the clothes in front of him and Renjun blinks. "The house doesn't smell like you enough."

Mark nods. Renjun is nesting. But instead of a small nest, he's preparing the entire place for their pups. Renjun is baby proofing the entire house so the babies feel safe.

"Did you have breakfast?" He asks, diverting the topic. Renjun doesn't reply him immediately, too busy reaching out to put Mark's jewelry -?- on their couch. Where did that even come from?

"What?" Renjun asks when he's seated once again.

"Did you have um.. breakfast?" Mark asks and Renjun mutters something under his breath but Mark doesn't get it so he leans over and puts his ear to Renjun's face. "What was that?"

"I—" Renjun stops. Then he sniffs and moves closer to Mark's scent gland, a spot under his ear, where his scent is the most prominent and inhales deeply. "You smell so good Markie."

"Oh um, thank you Injun-ah," Mark pulls back and sits on his heels to look at Renjun once again. "You didn't answer my question though, did you eat?"

"Um no, not really," Renjun looks dazed for a while, eyes not really focusing on anything other than that spot on Mark's neck.

"I'll go make us something then, maybe just toast and coffee, sound good?" Mark gets up and Renjun nods at him. "Okay, I'll just be a while."

Mark gets up and walks off to the kitchen. He sighs the moment he gets there because almost everything has been moved from their original place to somewhere else.

The coffee machine is the only thing that's still in its original place. Mark suspects it's because it was too heavy for Renjun to carry himself. But every other thing has been moved; the knifes are now in the drawers where the spoons usually were. The toaster is pushed farther to the wall and the cups are now on the top drawer instead of next to the coffee maker like it originally was.

Mark navigates through the kitchen, finding the things he needs and then beginning to make them both toast and a cup of coffee. Mark and Renjun have similar taste in their coffees, both preferring it with a creamer and sweetener but not too sweet.

But since Renjun got pregnant, his taste in coffee - like everything else - has changed and now he's getting close to being the second Jaemin in their group of friends.

"You can't possibly take that much amount of sugar baby, it's unhealthy," Mark had told him several times but Renjun would pout the whole day through and even muster up some tears to make Mark change his mind and add more sweetener to the cup.

Most times, Mark relents and does what Renjun wants but other times, he's strong-willed and it may end up in him not getting some kisses but it's worth it if it means Renjun is healthy.

But today, he doesn't feel up to the fight and so he makes Renjun's coffee s tad more sweeter than normal and then gets the toasts from the toaster and places the butter next to it on the plate with a table knife. He takes it to the living room and puts it down next to Renjun who seems to be done with his folding and is now just caressing his belly, his face all soft and smiley.

"What is it?" He asks Renjun as he too sits down, legs folded over each other.

"Nothing really," Renjun breaks out of his daydream and looks at Mark who hands him his cup. "I'm just thinking of what they're gonna look like."

"I have this nagging feeling that they're gonna look like you," Mark replies, sipping once on his beverage then picking up a toast to spread a thin layer of butter over for his mate. "But really, who cares what they look like? We both know we made them together."

"You're right," Renjun chuckles, taking abote from the toast Mark hands him. His mouth still full, he says, "But what if they're all omegas?"

"Then they're all omegas," Mark shrugs, eating his own toast too. "What does it matter what their secondary gender is? They're our pups Injunnie, we're gonna love them all the same."

And Renjun's heart feels so full of love that he think he might just combust. He definitely hit the jackpot at getting the perfect mate, things just couldn't get any more than this.

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Hey guys! Hope you're enjoying this au as much as I am cause I think about these two all the time lmao.

How're you guys?

This chapter was actually supposed to be Mark going baby shopping but I guess I'll put that into the next chapter even though I had other plans for it.

Renjun's so close to having the babies btw hehehe

Love y'all 💜💜