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"hey , hyung?" "yeah, baby?"
mark shied away at the pet name, his cheeks going a dark peach color.
the couple was lying down on their bed, cuddling after a long day of work and cleaning.
"do you think i'm pretty?"
mark asked breathing in the scent of doyoung's college sweatshirt, a spicy wood smell hitting mark's nose.
a smirk spread across doyoung's face, a sight that drove mark crazy, then he leaned down and layed a kiss to the crown of mark's head, letting it linger for a while.
"you're the prettiest, kindest, and most talented person to ever exist, mark lee. i hope you know that."
mark giggled and smacked doyoung's chest, why was his boyfriend so cheesy all of the time?
"shut uppp!"
they both laughed for a while, then soon went back to just hugging each other.
"you're only saying that cause ur my boyfriend, you have to say thattt."
the younger boy dragged out his sentence in fake annoyance, not actually mad at the older at all.
"look at me, ok?"
doyoung asked in a gentle loving voice, lifting mark's chin to make eye contact with the younger.
"i think you're so beautiful. so pretty. you're pretty eyes, you're pretty hands, you're pretty moles, you're pretty as-"
"shut uppp!"
the younger cut his taller boyfriend off before he could finish, knowing the inappropriate word that was going to exit his mouth seconds ago.
"you're so gross, hyung...ya know my butt isn't pretty!"
"that's what YOU think, my love."
giggles escaped the younger for the second time that night. god, if doyoung could begin to explain how much he loved mark's laugh, we would probably be here for eternity.
"can you call me that again?"
"what might you mean? call you what? baby? my love? cutie? kitty?
mark bit his lip at the last one, doyoung knew damn well what that pet-name did to him.
"t-the last one please.."
"hm? i don't know what you're talking about, sweetheart. could you please tell daddy the name the baby wants to be called?"
the pink haired boy then buried his face deeper in doyoung's sweater, embarrassment written all over him.
"k-kitty, daddy.. kitty.."
"good job, kitty! you always do so well for daddy! did you slip? are you a kitten now?"
mark's cheeks were now a deep red from embarrassment, yet he still nodded.
"aw my little kitten!"
doyoung cooed while kissing all over mark's tiny face, pulling a bunch of cute giggles out his kitty.
"you know daddy loves you more than anything, right?"
"yes, daddy"
"beautiful manners, kitten! never forget that ok?"
mark just smiled and left a slobbery kiss on doyoung's cheek.
"i'll take that as a yes."
just dropped sum kitty space shi in for the cat boy nation 😁
