"Mark, baby please let me in," Jackson calls, sitting on the floor in front of the door.

Silence is all he gets in return and Jackson sighs, standing and grabbing the coat hanger key he uses to pick locks, easily picking the lock on their bedroom door to find Mark laying on his bed sniffling and cuddling his fuzzy blanket. Jackson pouts, crawling in bed with his husband and cuddling him close as he continues to sniffle and not say anything. Jackson kisses his shoulder that was exposed from his tanktop, then kissing his neck, "What happened sweetheart?"

Mark shakes his head, turning towards Jackson and cuddling into his chest. Jackson sighs, kissing Mark's head, "When you're ready, just say whatever comes to your mind."

Mark nods, taking a deep breath and continuing to cuddle Jackson. Mayleen enters the room with her stuffed bunny, rubbing her eyes sleepily after waking up from her nap. Jackson holds his arm out for her to crawl into it as well, Jackson placing her in between both of her parents and both cuddle her. Pretty soon, all three fell asleep cuddles against one another, and didn't wake up until Jackson hears the front door shut.

He sits up, seeing Mayleen and Mark are both gone and slowly getting out of bed. He hears Mark talking to Mayleen in the kitchen, and enters to see them putting pizza on their plate. Mark looks up and smiles slightly when he sees Jackson, "Hey sleepy head."

"Daddy you slept for a long time!" Mayleen giggles, taking a bite of her cheese pizza only to wave a hand at her mouth and whine, "Hot!"

"Baby I told you it was hot and to not burn your mouth," Mark scolds, shaking his head as his daughter chews the piece of pizza in her mouth while it was still hot.

Jackson hugs Mark to his chest, kissing his cheek, "We need to talk about what happened earlier babe."

"I know, not now though," Mark whispers, handing Jackson his plate of pepperoni pizza, "First, let's all eat together before we watch a movie."

Jackson purses his lips, grabbing Mark's hand, "Mayleen, blow on your pizza before eating it, mommy and daddy need to talk for a bit."

"Okay daddy~" she hums, blowing on her pizza like her father told her to, while Jackson drags Mark to their bathroom and locks the door.

He turns back to see Mark looking back at him, occasionally turning his eyes to look at the floor. Jackson makes the older look at him as he arches his eyebrow, "Babe, please tell me what happened today. All I know is I heard what sounded like a slap and you gasping. Then I entered the kitchen and seen everyone just kind of staring at one another."

Mark swallows, "Seokjin, he... he doesn't mean it he can't control his mouth-"

"What did he do," Jackson asks sternly.

"Babe, he didn't do anything to me."

"Kihyun is pregnant, and causing this much stress on him isn't good at all. You know this and Seokjin knows this. What happened."

"Seokjin just ran his mouth, and-" Mark felt his chest tightening and shakes his head, "I-I can't-"

"Hey, it's okay," Jackson shushes him, knowing Mark is getting anxious and he figures he probably knows why, "Did he hit you?"

"No, no one touched me," Mark waves his face when he felt the tears threatening to fall. He takes a deep breath as he whispers, "Seokjin ran his mouth and said Kihyun was, 'a pathetic housewife with no job,' and Kihyun just slapped him and it was hard."

Jackson's eyes widen, "Whoa, he had the balls to actually slap Kim Seokjin?"

Mark nods, "I know, I was really shocked he did. I was scared because Kihyun is pregnant and if Seokjin were to fight back... I don't want Kihyun to lose his baby. I couldn't live with myself if Seokjin attacked him and Kihyun lost his baby."

Mark's eyes water and he quickly wipes his tears away as they spill. Jackson sighs, Mark continues, "It all happened so fast, I don't even remember what all was said all I remember is telling Seokjin and Kihyun to stop fighting and then Kihyun hit Seokjin."

"It's alright baby, I'll see if I can get Namjoon to say what was said. I'm so proud of you for not making him stay in our house after that, we don't need that around our daughter."

"Fuck, Mayleen," Mark cries, covering his face, "She was napping when all of this happened. I'm a terrible mother."

"Hey, there are worse mothers out there. Just because a fight broke out in our house doesn't make you a terrible mother," Jackson whispers, bringing Mark into his arms and holding him against his chest, "You're an amazing mother. You always will be no matter what happens."

Mark sniffles, pouting cutely, "I love you."

"And I love you," Jackson whispers, kissing him passionately before pulling away, "Let's go pig out on some pizza okay?"

"Yes please!"

~•~

The next morning Jackson woke up to Mark puking his guts out, wrinkling his nose he removes himself from their bed and going to see what was wrong. Mark was still gagging and throwing up everything he ate last night, making him groan at the burn. Jackson rubs his back, "Did you eat something bad?"

"I don't think so, because you would be throwing up too and so would Mayleen," Mark groans, "My stomach hurts."

"Let's get you back to bed, it's still early but I'll get Mayleen up for school later," Jackson whispers, helping Mark stand and while he brushes his teeth, Jackson flushed the toilet and sprays some air freshener. The smell of the cinnamon apple air freshener made Mark gag however, and he was right back in front of the toilet throwing up the rest of his stomach contents.

Jackson frowns, "Babe, are you sure you don't have the stomach flu?"

"If I did you would have it and so would Mayleen," Mark groans, "I think I'm just going to stay in here. If I pass out, I pass out."

"I'll just wait until you're done babe," Jackson sits on the floor, waiting until Mark was done throwing up before helping him clean up again. Jackson was getting ready to spray the air freshener again but Mark stops him.

"Please don't spray that again, it made my stomach churn."

"You love this scent though?" Jackson arches his eyebrow, "are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine," Mark sasses, brushing his teeth for the second time before heading back to bed with his husband. They slept in until Jackson's alarm rang and woke both up. Mark groans, rolling out of bed to feel his stomach churn and he gags before running to the bathroom.

Jackson sighs, "That's it, you're going to the doctor."

"No I'm fine really," Mark whines, "Would you please just make sure Mayleen gets on the bus?"

"Yeah, I'm calling in today to make sure you're really okay," Jackson tells his husband, making it known by his tone of voice he's not budging with his decision.

The rest of the morning Mark was made to go back to bed, while Jackson made French toast for Mayleen and made sure she was ready for school. While he cooked, he called in sick and once Mayleen was on the bus he decided to stop by the nearest store and bought a couple things for dinner and extra items before heading back home. When he got home, Mark was awake and trying to eat some plain oatmeal, he made a batch with cinnamon but after spitting it out he dumped it down the trash and made some regular.

Jackson unloaded the groceries where they went, then handed Mark the bag, "Take these."

"What is it?" Mark asks, taking the bag and looking inside to see pregnancy tests, "No, I can't be-"

"Trust me, just take them," Jackson chuckles, "I thought it was fishy that you were the only one sick out of the three of us. This is just to confirm my suspensions."

"But we haven't been trying that long babe, there's no way!"

"Just trust me," Jackson nods, "You're either pregnant or you have some sort of flu me and Mayleen didn't get. This is just something for us to confirm."

Mark sighs, standing and heading to the bathroom to take the tests while Jackson stayed in the kitchen and cleaned up after Mark. He wanted to also confirm this because Mark loved cinnamon. He loves anything combined with cinnamon and for him to suddenly not like it made Jackson wonder if he was pregnant. Jackson's mother never liked cinnamon when she was pregnant, she always got sick when she smelt it or tasted it in food. So maybe this baby takes more after Jackson if his husband is in fact pregnant.

He didn't even get a chance to think more before Mark hugs him and kisses his cheek, "What did they say?"

"All are positive," Mark smiles, "I'm pregnant baby."

~•~

Mark is pregnant!!! How many of you all figured he was? Or knew? How will this effect the sudden drama?