The Crown Prince [COMPLETED]

𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕀 - 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕜ℍ𝕪𝕦𝕔𝕜 ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕪

Mark woke up to the violent sound of throwing up and rushed to the bathroom, getting an already dampened towel and laying it on Donghyuck's neck, rubbing his back gently.

After a few more minutes, Donghyuck let out a miserable groan, and Mark pressed a kiss to his neck. "Good morning Sunshine."

"What time is it?" Donghyuck asked, and Mark looked out the window.

"Maybe about five in the morning?" Donghyuck let out another low groan as he began to throw up nothing, the baby forcing out what little food he had consumed last night.

Mark gently kissed his back and eventually Donghyuck slumped back against him, grabbing the towel off his neck and wiping his mouth with it. Mark stood him up gently and gave him his toothbrush, which already had toothpaste on it, and Donghyuck brushed his teeth miserably.

"I need a bath Mark," Donghyuck said softly, and Mark nodded again as Donghyuck waddled out, coming back with a towel around his waist to see a bath drawn and three bath bombs waiting for his selection.

"Which one sweetheart?" Mark asked, and Donghyuck chose the lavender and vanilla one.

Mark dropped the purple one in, and Donghyuck watched as it fizzed into the water before slipping in, Mark stepping out for a moment to both give his husband some privacy and to grab his book.

When he came back in, Donghyuck had his head leaned back and his eyes closed. Mark went back out and grabbed a neck pillow, gently lifting up Donghyuck's head and placing the pillow under his neck.

Then he found Donghyuck's favourite face mask mix under his sink and made it, gently pecking the corner of Donghyuck's lip to wake him up. "Mark?"

"You can sleep still, but I was wondering if you wanted a face mask?" Donghyuck looked at Mark softly before nodding, a smile creeping across his face. Mark began to paint the mask on, gently filling in Donghyuck's face with grey clay. Then he flipped his timer and began to read, sitting against the side of the tub in case Donghyuck needed anything.

"How long as it been?" Donghyuck suddenly asked, and Mark looked at his sunshine.

"It's been four minutes since the face mask was put on."

"I mean the pregnancy."

"Hyuck, you've only been pregnant two weeks."

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Hyuck laid sprawled on the bed, staring at the tapestry that was draped across their bedposts. He wanted food, but it was two in the morning and Mark was snuggling him peacefully, somehow. That man could sleep through a tornado Donghyuck was pretty sure.

"Sweetheart?" Hyuck asked softly, and Mark didn't move. Donghyuck shook Mark, and Mark just groaned. Sighing, Donghyuck pecked a kiss on Mark's exposed neck, and Mark's eyes fluttered open.

"Baby?" Mark's voice said, and Donghyuck's stomach dropped, just like the octave of Mark's voice had.

"I'm hungry," Donghyuck whimpered softly.

"Baby boy it's early," Mark whispered sleepily, making Donghyuck pout.

"But I want eggs."

"You can ask someone, I'm sure the baker's up."

"I want your eggs." Mark blinked and frowned, finally looking at Donghyuck, awake.

"Last time I made eggs they were burnt on the bottom and raw on the top plus pieces of egg shell."

"That sounds delicious." Hyuck hummed, and Mark gave him a horrified look.

"Are you serious right now?"