Ball's in Yourt Court 🌞 MarkHyuck [⏹]

We would record the name and bathe him soon

Winwin saw the nurse again.

This time she informed him Haechan and his baby made it. A baby boy. What had Mark and Winwin sigh of relief. Mark even cried. Winwin patted Mark's back when he congratulated him on the birth of his first son.

The nurse then asked who the baby's father was. After Mark volunteered, he was asked to enter the room. To cut the baby's umbilical cord. While in the corridor Winwin grabbed his cellphone from his pants pocket and contacted Mark and Haechan's closest friends. Notifying Jeno, Jaemin, Dino, Xiyeon, and Mina.

After wearing special clothes and entering the room, Mark saw Haechan and his mother smiling at him.

He replied with a wider smile. "Haechan. Mom."

He also saw the baby who was still covered in blood in the hands of the nurse. The real figure of the tiny creature was like a dream to him. It was no longer just a shadow of imagination. No longer a vague person.

It felt like just yesterday he had first–great–sex with his lover. And it felt like they just had the next, some hours ago. Yep, since Haechan was four months pregnant, they always had regular sexual intercourse every month. If they did not do it in Mark's spacious bedroom, then Haechan's simple bedroom was the one which witnessed the hot scent of their intercourse.

Johnny handed a new clean scissors to Mark's hand. The boy blinked. Awaken from a brief daydream. He then received the sharp object with his trembling hands. "What do I've gotta do?" His confusion had him ignore the sharp smell of blood rising in the whole room.

"Just cut the umbilical cord right in the middle, son," Johnny answered.

Everyone there looked at how Mark cut the cord slowly.

After that, Johnny pulled the thick rope out of Haechan's body, and everything he need to be remove until the contents of the uterus were completely clean.

A nurse bundled the baby in a soft, warm cloth and handed it to Haechan's arms.

"Haechan, you made it. Look, our son's born healthy," Mark said enthusiastically. The baby held his index finger. Very cute.

"Mark, you crying?" Haechan asked, looking at the trace of tears around his lover's small eyes. Haechan's intonation sounded so weak. The comparison was not much different from his tired looking face.

"Hey, you too."

"He's been crying since the birth process," Haechan's mother answered.

"So, what would you name your first son? We are going to create the complete birth data now. We would measure the weight and length of the body later," Johnny said.

"Lee Donghyung," Mark answered directly. This was one of the things had him unable to concentrate properly when carrying out the exam. Thinking of name for the child. And the minutes he wasted to do it were in vain. Because in the end he just create a name in an easy way. Moreover Donghyung had high philosophical values.

"Donghyung? Donghyuck Minhyung, huh?" Haechan said confidently. Which Mark answered with a steady nod.

"OK. But Imma call him Chenle." Haechan said again.

Mark and Haechan's mother frowned. "Why become Chenle?" He asked in surprise.

"Because it sounds cute. Perfect for our adorable baby, isn't it? "

Mark kissed Haechan's forehead. "Anything for you, dear."

"OK. So the name is Lee Donghyung. We would record it and bathe him soon."

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