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“Please?” Mark begged once more, looking at Falcon with wide eyes and a pout. Falcon sighed as he attempted to stifle his yawn, his gaze darting to the clock; 3:39 in the bloody morning and Mark was already at it with his mountainous requests for the day. But could he really deny his boyfriend anything?
"The things you make me do..." Falcon grumbled, hiding his smile as Mark squealed, his arms flying around his neck as their beaks connected in a hard kiss. Falcon’s hands automatically came to rest on Mark’s swollen belly, as he remembered why Mark was up at the god awful time in the first place. He pulled away and leaned forward so he was eye level with Mark’s stomach, “You too.” he mumbled, and Falcon liked to think they could hear and understand them. And if it got a bubbly giggle out of Mark that was a bonus too. He placed a kiss to the exposed flesh and quickly pulled away, looking over at Mark once more.
“I’ll be back in a bit, love.” he promised, kissing Mark once more before climbing out of bed. Walking over to his dresser and pulling out his lounge clothes, soft sweatpants and graphic t-shirt Mark had bought for him when they first started dating. “Your usual?” he asked as he got dressed, turning around in time to watch as Mark held his belly and smiled.
“Yeah! And a bubbly tea, babe.” he replied, looking up at Falcon with a wide smile.
“You could always come with me, you know.” Falcon suggested despite that with Mark so close to his due date the parrot wasn’t too keen to even think about leaving the house. But Falcon enjoyed teasing him.
“Yeah, no, I’m good.” he replied, waving his hand, “You have fun though, babe.” he said, his smile growing wider as Falcon approached the bed once more, leaning down and kissing Mark once more.
“The fun is when I’m home with you, love.” he said, a smirk in his gaze that sent Mark squirming.
“Food first, Falcon.” he replied, playfully pushing Falcon away before pulling him in once more for another kiss.