Your husband Mark has just returned from tour. He has been away for nearly two months. To you, it just feels wonderful to have him back. Not just because he is your husband but you are just stressed looking after your three children on your own. Yet, they are your entire world.

Your eldest: Mia was 9. She has pale, chalk white skin but lovely, dark brown, flowing locks in her hair. Her hair identically matched her eyes. Your 2nd child: Connor is 7. He has fiery red hair, that was a sort of a ginger colour. He has shimmering blue eyes. Like his father, he managed to pick up how to play the guitar at an early age, his first attempt when he was 4. Your youngest: Niamh is 5. She too has ginger hair but unlike her brother, has emerald green eyes.

That day, you walk in from work. Mark had agreed to pick the kids up from school. He arrived home late the night before so you both decided for him to surprise them when he went to pick them up.

You walk in the door and you hang up your coat. At that moment, you hear laughter. Not just your children's laughter but the sound of Mark's laughter too.

You sigh with a smile and you walk up to the living room door. You open the door and you automatically cover your mouth to hide your laughter.

Mark is on the floor with his children. They're fighting and tickling him. He rolling about laughing and shouting for help too. They eventually spot you. "Y/N help me. They're trying to tickle me to death". You laugh before you go over. "Nope" you shake your head. He looks at you, and his jaw drops. You smile.

"Kids carry on" you suggest. You watch with a massive grin as your husband spends time with the three little angels he missed.

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The first Mark imagine is ages! MInn_99 came up with the idea for this. Hope you all like it!

Dayna x