A soft knock,followed by a short rapid series of knocks,made the couple in the room stir, the blonde haired woman mumbling as she turned over to face her husband.
"Their up,Hunny" Becky whispered, against her husband's shoulder
The dark haired male blinked his eyes as he pressed his face into the pillow after checking his watch
"It's barely 2 in the morning, Becks." Mark grumbled into his pillow.
"Mommy."
"Mom."
Becky curled up more against Mark. Sighing into his neck as she heard the door to their bedroom open. Mark kept Becky close, nuzzling his nose against her hair. Neither of them paid mind until the boys pratically threw themselves on top of Mark.
"Fuc…" Mark mumbled as Becky turned on the lamp. Marky as his mom affectionately calls him pratically beamed at his mother, while the younger of the two Jake curled into their father's side. Mark shook his head, laying his head back on his pillow, one arm patting Jake's back. Turning his head to the side to stare at Becky with their oldest tucked into her side
Mark gently moved Jake so both of their boys are in the middle of the bed. His thumb caressing Becky's ring as he settled his hand on top of hers.
Becky moved the blanket to cover her boys, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she locked eyes with Mark who simply smirked at her.
Becky leaned back into Mark's chest once their boys were asleep, and checking to make sure that Jake wouldn't end up rolling off their bed. Mark slide out from his side of their bed to settle himself close to her. Cuddling into him as she felt Mark softly kiss her temple and whisper that he loves her. She clasped Mark's hand that was on her waist with her right hand as she tried to move her left arm to no avail because their boys were using it as their personal pillow.
"Your arm's going to be numb for a good while when they wake up later on,and are running around." She felt Mark mumbled into her neck as she nuzzled her nose against his cheek.
"Why do they do they have to be so cute?"
Becky stated while she poked his cheek. Mark couldn't help, but grin at Becky's question, humming in his thoart as he pressed himself closer.
"Their cute, Becky. Because me, and you make pretty cute looking kids."
He let his lips ghost over the shell of Becky's ear as he whispered,
"And all that pratice helped."
Mark chuckled as Becky lightly smacked his arm
