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Sean's POV
                          
Mark's was 6 months pregnant now. And we had already picked out a wedding date. About a month before Mark was due.
But today, were going for an ultrasound.
"Mark let's go!" I shouted to him from the door.
"Sean! Can you help me?" He called back. I sighed and pocketed keys.
Walking into out room, I see Mark sitting on our bed, struggling over his bulging stomach to get his shoes on, and fails.
I push down the urge to laugh and get on my knees in front of him as Mark flops down on the bed, sighing.
"Ok. Let's go." I tied the knot and grabbed Mark's hand to pull him up.
                          
Awhile later we arrived at the clinic. All she said was that our baby was healthy and asked us if we want to know it's gender.
"Ooh Sean, let's have a gender reveal party. Mom can surprise us!" My fiance said happily.
"Sure." I smiled.
                          
We came home and Mark went straight to the couch and plopped down, throwing his arm over his face. I thought I saw a slight movement on Mark's stomach.
"Mark?" I came over to him and sat on the edge of the couch.
"Mark did you feel that?"
"Ya." He croaked. "Why?"
"Because I saw the baby kick."
"What?" He sat up and stared down at his bump. We each saw another movement near his ribs.
"Awww!" Mark gasped and I smiled. He moved his left hand to over his stomach. I saw the ring and remembered when I proposed to him.
I gently lifted his hand from the baby and kissed his ring. After a moment I looked up and saw Mark blush deeply.
"Sean." He said almost seductively.
"What?" I leaned over him and the baby, kissing him.
"Mark. Mom's not gonna be home for another hour or two. Wanna play?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Mhm." He sat up even further and grabbed my neck, pulling me towards him. Suddenly, I felt a jab on my side. I winced and pulled back. When I looked at Mark, he seemed to be in more pain than me.
"Was that the baby?" I asked.
"Mhm." He pouted.
"Maybe we shouldn't do that I guess." I suggested.
"Guess not." He sighed and faced the TV.
So I got up and went to the kitchen to call my mom and make up some food. I thought maybe chicken fried rice would be good.
                          
Hey mom.
Hi sweetie, how'd it go? Do you know the baby's gender?
No. We wanted to do a gender reveal party and was wondering if you could set it up?
Sure baby! I've gotta go so we'll talk later.
                          
"Mark!" I called to my fiance. "When do you want the gender reveal party to be?" I asked.
"Dunno. Whenever we have time I guess."
Mark was really focused on the baby. So it's understandable if he doesn't want to do anything.
"How about this weekend. In 2 days?"
"Sure."
I left the kitchen and went to the living room where Mark was. I leaned over the couch and saw he was asleep. I smiled and reached over to rub my baby. Then I felt a kick against my hand. Making me giggle as I stepped away.