Imagines Part 2

#24 Mark Edward Fischbach

"Aww," Mark says, gently holding the infant. "He's so cute."

You smile up at him from your place on the hospital bed. "What are we going to name him?" You ask holding the baby's tiny hand with just one of your fingers as he grips onto it for dear life.

Mark smiles and for the first time since you handed him the baby, he looks at you. "Oh yeah," He scoffs. "we kinda have to do that huh?"

"Yeah, maybe."

"How about..." He pauses a moment as to give the impression that he's coming up with something even though you both know he already has an idea.

"How about Tim?"

"Tim?" You say slightly skeptical, but the second you name leaves your lips the baby lets out an enormous giggly laugh. You can't help but laugh as well and neither can Mark. This only makes Tim laugh harder.

"Tim it is then." You agree, each time you say his name aloud, the more right it feels. You gesture to Mark to give you Tim back, which he reluctantly does. You kiss Tim on his soft newborn head.

On the ride home, Mark refused to put Tim in his car seat, so you held him the whole car ride home. While Mark was making faces and funny noises, anything to make Tim laugh. Which he did, a lot. It didn' bother you none, his laugh was the cutest damn thing.

When you got home, you carried Tim into his nursery which you already painted your favorite color. You carry Tim to his crib and set him gently inside, kissing his forehead. "Goodnight tiny Tim, I love you."

"Do I get goodnight kisses too?" Mark asks suddenly.

You jump slightly and giggle, "Don't scare me like that, you'll wake the baby."

"Sorry." He whispers opening his arms for a hug.

You smile and accept his embrace when suddenly he's picking you up and swinging you over his shoulders like you weighed nothing. You let out a slight scream and start kicking your legs like a child.

"Let me go." You whisper yell.

He chuckles and carries you out of the nursery, shutting the door behind you. He carries you to the living room and drops you on the couch, sitting next to you. He rests is head on your shoulder, snuggling into you.

"I love you," He whispers into your neck.

"I love you too."