The bright morning sun peeked through the curtains and caused you to groan and cuddle closer to Mark, his body blocking the light. You smiled and tried to go back to sleep, but you felt sick. You got up and went to the bathroom, Mark waking up as you got out of bed. You sat in the bathroom for a while, still feeling sick. For some reason, this feeling felt familiar. That's when a thought hit you. Am I pregnant? You shuffled through the cabinet underneath the sink and found a pregnancy test box. You pulled it out and washed your hands with cold water to simulate you to pee. You did and watched the test anxiously. You gasped when you saw the result.

You were pregnant. Again.

Excitement coursed through you. Another baby?! Your excitement then turned to fear and anxiety as you thought of Mark. How would he react? He was happy about Star, but another baby? Would he want this one so soon? You shakily walked out of the bathroom to see Mark sitting up on the bed, running his fingers through his messy hair. He looked up when you came out.

"Hey babe, what's wrong?" His chocolate eyes filled with concern.

"Nothing, babe. I just felt a little sick, that's all." You took a seat next to Mark on the bed and wrapped your arms around his muscular body. He swung his arm around you.

"Well, I'll go make us some breakfast. You stay here in bed, I'll take care of everything." He kissed your forehead.

You nodded your head as Mark stood up. You knew better than to protest, he would not let you do anything. You crawled under the covers and lay back down.

Mark soon came in with a tray in his hands. He gently set it on your lap and you thanked him. You began to eat the pancakes and bacon, but your appetite was small because of the issue on your mind.

"Are you not that hungry?" He asked as he slid into bed next to you.

"I just don't feel great," you replied.

He nodded and took the tray back downstairs and was soon right by your side. He snuggled with you almost all day, he only left to get Star and make videos. While he did that, you decided how you were going to tell him. You didn't want to do anything big. You racked your brain with ideas until you saw the Sharpie. An idea formed and you smiled as you conceived it in your head.

(Time skip)

It was now dinner time, and you were hungry. You had cooked spaghetti while Mark was recording videos. He soon walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

"This smells delicious! I thought you didn't feel well?"

"After resting most of the day I feel better," you offered him a smile and he smiled back. He kissed your temple and got the table ready for dinner. He then went to get Star. You dished out the food onto the plates and you began to eat. You and Mark rotated between feeding Star and feeding yourself. You two made small talk, and soon you were done with your meal.

Mark joined you on the couch after putting Star to bed. He snuggled up under the warm blanket and pulled you on top of him. You giggled and it caused him to smile. He lightly rubbed your back as you two watched Netflix for a while. You let out a long yawn and stretched a little before resting your head comfortably on Mark's chest. You were just about to drift of into sleep when you felt Mark's chest vibrate as he talked.

"Are you getting tired, baby?"

You just nodded your head.

"Are you ready to go to bed?"

You nodded your head again.

"Well, let's get up then."

He tried to get up, but you latched on to him and wouldn't let him. He let out a chuckle that made your face tickle from the vibrations.

"Am I going to have to carry you?"

"Yes."

He shook his head and shot you a playful smile. He scooped you up and walked up the stairs and into the room. He gently laid you down and crawled into bed next to you.

"Goodnight, I love you."

"I love you too, Mark."

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You woke up early. The sun hit your face and woke you up. You stretched and let out a yawn as you looked over and saw Mark sleeping soundly. You then rolled over to see your nightstand. On top of it was the Sharpie. Your idea from yesterday came back and you smirked as you picked up the marker. You straddled Mark like you did last time you drew on his face. You figured it was too early for him to wake up from a little movement. You wrote out a single word on his forehead.

Positive.

Satisfied, you rolled back off as Mark slowly opened his eyes.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing?" His morning voice was so sexy.

"Nothing," you giggled and he smiled.

"You're so cute when you giggle." Blush flushed your cheeks. "I know you did something, I just have to get it out of you," he said with a smirk.

He then slipped his arms to your waists and began to tickle you. You squirmed underneath him and laughed your face off. He laughed at your feeble attempts to stop him, and he soon stopped and let you catch your breath.

"You have to tell me," he persisted.

"Okay, I will," you breathed. "Just let me catch my breath first."

He chuckled and you sat up. He did as well and you pointed to the bathroom. His brows furrowed in confusion, but he got up and went into the bathroom.

"(Y/N)! Not again!" You heard him chuckle as you watched him try to scrub the marker off.

"Mark, I don't think you get it." You got out of bed and held his arms to stop him from scrubbing the letters off.

He looked back at the mirror with a puzzled look. You slipped the pregnancy test onto the counter and a switch went off in his brain.

"Oh. My. God. Another one?!" His voice filled with excitement and calmed your anxiety. You nodded and he picked you up and spun you around. He smothered your stomach in countless kisses and gently set you down. "I'm gonna be a father...again!" He exclaimed as he did a little happy dance that made you chuckle. He then pulled you close to him and kissed you.

"I love you, (Y/N) and I'm so excited."

Your nerves flew away and you kissed him back. "Me too, Mark."