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future family (scomark)

"Hey, sweetheart," Scott says, climbing into bed next to Mark.

"Hi, angel," Mark smiles.

"Sleep okay?"

Mark shrugs. "As well as I could."

Scott leans in and presses a kiss to Mark's lips. "Well, today is Christmas Eve, and today, tomorrow, and the rest of this week, you, and our precious little boy, are my top priorities."

Mark smiles at Scott. "You're going to be such a good father."

Scott hovers his hand over Mark's belly, looking for consent, when Mark places his hand over Scott's and guides it onto his belly.

"Is he kicking today?" Scott asks.

"He's kind of still today," Mark shrugs. "Maybe he'll kick a little later."

Scott leans over and kisses Mark's bump nonetheless, and causes Mark to giggle.

•

"Scotty," Mark pouts, tears in his eyes.

"Yeah? Woah, angel, is everything okay?" Scott rushes to Mark's side.

Mark nods. "Yeah, everything's good," he says. "Your fans are just really sweet," he says, looking at his phone.

They had posted a christmas family photo a little earlier, Mark's hands on top of Scott's as they rest on his belly, and Scott placing a kiss to Mark's cheek. The caption being a simple merry christmas from our family to yours!

"Let me see?" Scott asks.

Mark shows Scott his phone, so he can see the comments.

@faithbradley: the PERFECT family. merry christmas, manio family!

@scottman1o: i can tell that scott loves you and that baby so much. imma cry

@justaptxfan: you guys are perfection!! merry christmas!!

Scott smiles at the comments. "They love it."

Mark nods. "Mhm," he hums. "Sorry, hormones all over the place."

Scott chuckles. "That's what I'm here for, my love." He kisses Mark's temple, cheek, and jaw. "To be here when you cry, even if it is for silly reasons."

•

They're making Christmas cookies, now.

And playing Christmas Carols.

And singing to them, pretty loudly.

"Wait, Scotty!" Mark freezes. "He's kicking."

Scott stops the singing and makes his way to Mark, letting Mark guide his hand to where he feels the kick.

"Oh, he must've stopped," Mark says, after a few moments.

Scott shrugs. "That's okay," he says.

They go back to singing, and...

"He's kicking again," Mark says.

Once again, when Scott gets over there, no kick.

"Sing again?" Mark asks. "Stay here."

"Okay, uh, giddy up jingle horse, pick up your—oh my god, I feel it—feet, jingle around the block—"

Mark giggles. "He's just like his papa."

"What makes you say that?" Scott asks.

"We both love his daddy's singing," Mark smiles. "He was only kicking if you were singing. That's so cute," Mark says.

Scott smiles. "That's really sweet," he says.

Mark giggles, leaning up to give Scott a kiss. "Our baby boy loves you so much already."

•

"Sweetheart?"

"Yeah, honey?" Mark responds.

"What would you say if I asked you to dance?" Scott asks. "I've got Christmas music going in the living room." He smiles. "If not, we can just cuddle, or kiss for a little bit..."

Mark giggles. "How about all 3?"

Scott grabs Mark's hand and helps him up. "Come on, my love."

They head out to the living room, and Scott pulls Mark close, both of them giggling when Mark's belly gets in the way.

"That's our baby in there," Scott smiles.

"Mhm," Mark hums, "Next christmas, we'll have our little baby boy."

They sway to the beat, talking about the baby, the holiday, their love for one another, everything.

"Hey," Scott smiles, "C'mere."

"You can just ask me to kiss you, you know."

"Oh, hush," Scott says. "Kiss me, baby."

Mark leans in and presses his lips to Scott's, just as the song they were dancing to ends.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let me kiss you until you fall asleep." Scott says.

"That sounds perfect," Mark says.

And he does.