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buckyscrystalqueen · 5 years ago

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The Difference: Part 3

Pairings: Mark Sheppard x Reader

Warnings: None??? Swearing must likely…

Word Count: 2,889

Part 1 / Part 2

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“Hello kitten.” You looked up from your work with a smile as Mark picked up the old flowers he had bought you the week before and traded them for a fresh bouquet like he had done every Monday for the past two months. “How’s work?”

“Oh, it’s going.” You sighed as you sat back in your chair. “Fight any bad guys today?”

“I’m a regular vigilante as always.” He teased as he sat down in the chair across your desk. “Hello Emma.”

“Mark.” She said without looking up as she typed out the translation for the most confusing Greek tweets regarding a senator in Wyoming either of you had ever seen to see if there was a threat or not.

“We’re dealing with morons today.”

“Morons that have their heads so far up their asses, I can’t even see the light from across the damn country.” You gestured to your sister, pointedly as your boyfriend nodded his head slowly.

“Sounds like you are having so much fun. So I have a favor to ask…”

“Go outside and ask it.” Em barked as she whipped around to glare at you. “Go.”

“It’s been a rough morning.” You said as you grabbed your wallet to get a coffee to make it through the afternoon. You walked quickly out of the office and laced your arm with Mark’s with a smile. “So what’s up?”

“Well, as you know, my father is coming to town this weekend for my birthday. And I would love it if you and the boys came to dinner with us. And… before you say no.” He jumped in before you could protest. “We’re just doing dinner at my house, and I know you have those restaurant high chairs in your van, and I still have those toys and the little travel cribs I bought for them last week when you stayed over. I even ordered a small, cheap ball pit on Amazon to surprise them. Stop running through your head on all the things that can go wrong, and just say yes.”

“You know I hate it when you do that.” You breathed as you stopped in line at the Dunkin’ down the hall from your office.

“I know you do, but you’re going to accept it all the same.” You rolled your eyes, placed Emma, your, and his usual order, and started the constant battle on who was paying for the coffees. Just like always, you lost. “Say yes.”

“No.”

“Say yes or I will dump your coffee on the ground.” You scowled at him as he simply smiled down at you.

“Fine, jerk. We’ll come. But only because you threatened my coffee.”

“Not because it’s my birthday and you adore me?”

“Who said I adore you? Because they are liars.”

“Oh, I’m wounded.” He laughed as he grabbed his and Emma’s coffee’s. “So I’ll just pick you up, then. Pack an over night bag.”

“You are impossible. So damn impossible, I don’t know what I am doing dating you half the time.”

“Oh, you love how crazy I drive you, kitten.” He bent down and gave you a chaste kiss just outside your office door and passed you your sister’s coffee. “See you later, sweetheart.”

“Bye baby.” You chuckled as you stepped back into your office to go back to work. “Hot coffee.”

“Thank you, boyfriend.” Emma muttered under her breath as she held her hand up for her cup but kept her eyes on the screen. “I can’t take this shit anymore.”

“He wants me to meet his dad… with the boys.” She nearly choked on her coffee as she whipped around to look at you with wide eyes.

“He wants you to meet his dad? That’s big.”

“I know it is.” You agreed as you crossed your legs and leaned back in your chair. “But he’s different, Em. I can just feel it.”

“Are you sure that it’s not too soon. I mean the boys…”

“Honestly… I don’t think so at all. The boys love him, he loves them. And it terrifies me every moment of every day. But Mark… that man has the biggest heart in the world, even bigger than Dad, when it comes to the boys. I don’t think he would make this move if he wasn’t serious about us- about all of us. He loves them and I’m almost positive he loves me, too. I don’t think he’s going to hurt us.”

“He does love you.” Emma confirmed as she blew at her coffee. “You and the boys are all he talks about in the office. Ben told me he even has a photo of you and them as his computer screen background. It’s honestly disgusting.”

“Says the girl that put a photo of Ben as her phone background after two weeks of dating.”

“Eat me.” She said with a small smirk as she turned back around. “Go back to work.”

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“I’m so sorry we’re late.” You breathed as you got out of your van as quickly as possible. “Thomas refused to take a nap and had a complete melt down when I tried to get him dressed, and then he threw his milk cup at me because I was trying to get the other boys ready and I wasn’t paying attention to him, and so I had to find something else to wear…”

“Hey, hey.” Mark cooed as he stopped you before you could open the back door. “It’s OK. You are right on time.” You sighed and covered your face with your hand for a moment with a small shake of your head.

“I really wanna just strangle them all today.” You confessed, teasingly with a small smile as you looked up at him handsome brown eyes. “Hi, baby. Happy Birthday.”

“Thank you, baby. Let’s get the trouble makers inside, yea?” You nodded your head and pushed open the back door, receiving a loud wail in response.

“Mama!” Evan screamed from the far middle seat when Thomas tossed his toy at him.

“Hey, no, no, no.” Mark said quickly as he quickly grabbed the next toy in Thomas’ hand before he could throw that one as well. “We do not throw toys. Nu uh. Not nice.”

“You wanna go in time out?” You asked your youngest as you dipped into the car to get Evan out.

“No, no, no!” He screamed as he fought Mark when he tried to take him out of the seat.

“Thomas, we’re going inside…”

“Just leave him.” You barked slightly as you set Evan down on the van floor. “He wants to fight getting out of the van, he can stay in the van while we all go have fun without him.”

“Come here, Ev. Wanna go party?”

“Joo?”

“We have juice inside.” Mark said with a nod over Thomas’ screeches. “But we have to wait for Theo and Luca.”

“No!!!” Thomas screamed again as you set Theo down on the floor and guided him toward the door.

“Boy number two.”

“Got him.” You nodded your head and smiled down at Luca, who looked positively terrified from the noise and being in the back seat.

“Hey, you’re OK, baby boy. It’s OK. Come here.” His wide, brown eyes found yours and you smiled as strongly as you could as you picked him up and carried him out of the van. “Wanna go with Mark? Wanna go play with Mark?” You showed him the sign for ‘play’ and pointed at Mark before repeating your motions once more. Luca hummed and leaned toward his new friend with a giant smile with his arms out stretched.

“There we go.” Mark said as he took your son from you. “Yea, we’re gunna go play.”

“Alright, one more.” You sighed over Thomas’ crying. “Wanna take them inside?”

“Yea, let’s go inside.” Mark cheered, excitedly as he took Theo’s hand and turned toward the house. “We’ll go play with the ball pit. It’s about three times the size I thought it was but that is quite alright.”

“Of course it is.” You huffed as you headed to the trunk to get out your suitcase of stuff for an overnight trip. You set it beside the back passenger door and looked in at your pouting son. “You done being a pain? Because you are missing all of the fun by throwing a temper tantrum for no reason what so ever.”

“Mama!”

“Don’t ‘Mama’ me.” You said with a shake of your head. “You were being very mean today. That’s not nice. You have to be nice.” He shook his head and continue to cry as you unbuckled his buckle and picked him up. “Are you gunna be nice now so you can go play with your brothers?” He nodded his head and fell forward to bury his face in your shoulder to continue his crying. “Yea, I can handle just crying much better than screaming and hitting. We don’t hit.” With a shake of your head, you hiked him up on your hip, grabbed your purse and keys out of the front seat, locked up your van and grabbed the handle of your suitcase to head inside.

“Oh. He stopped hitting?” Mark asked as he came out to help you out but stopped just in the doorway.

“Now we’re just crying.” You said as you handed him your suitcase. “Please tell me your dad isn’t here already.”

“He’s sitting with the boys in the living room.” He said with a small smile. “He’s been here all day, kitten.”

“Of course he has.” You said as you stopped long enough to look at yourself in a slightly reflective picture frame glass.

“You look stunning.” He laughed as he pushed you forward. You nodded your head and smiled as best as you could as you walked into the main living room of Mark’s three bedroom, two bathroom house. “Dad, this would be (Y/N) and her youngest, Thomas. Kitten, this is my father, Morgan.”

“It’s so nice to finally meet you.” You said as you set your purse down on a chair and stuck your hand out for Morgan’s.

“My, you are quite stunning.” He said as he kissed the back of your knuckles. “Four boys. You certainly have your hands full.”

“Oh, you have no idea.” You giggled as you set Thomas down and sat down on the couch. “I’m constantly on high alert for the next meltdown… nope!” You said quickly as you stood up and grabbed Evan before he could pull Thomas off the side of the ball pit. “Be nice, take turns.” You hesitated a moment and looked at the slightly extravagant toy, which consisted of a small ball bit, a tunnel, and a play house before looking over at your boyfriend. “Where did you get this?”

“Amazon.” He said as he sat down beside the house where Luca was sitting peacefully with a green plastic ball in his hands. “Folds up quite nicely, actually.”

“Fancy.” You joked as you set Evan down in the ball pit next to his brother. “What is going on here, boys? Do we have a new toy to play with?”

“How old are they now?” Morgan asked as he watched you kneel down beside the house and play a small game of peek-a-boo with Luca.

“Almost nineteen months.” You said with a smile as you pulled back behind the fabric of the house and glanced up at him. “They were Halloween babies.”

“I bet that lead to a fun first birthday.” Morgan teased as he sat back in his chair and watched you and his son interact with the four boys.

“It’s her favorite holiday.” Mark said as he leaned down to look at Theo, who was just hanging out in the tunnel, through the mesh windows. “What are you doin’ in there?”

“For their first birthday, we went all out. I have a huge family so we did a kid friendly haunted birthday house in my aunt’s backyard and had a bunch of treats and a costume party. We used to just decorate and do trick or treating but now I have an excuse to go all out.”

“Mark was a big fan of Halloween as a boy.” Morgan shared as you stopped Thomas from throwing balls out of the small hexagon shaped ball pit. “That is, until he went to his first real haunted house.”

“Dad, don’t…”

“He was so terrified, he nearly pissed his pants.”

“Pansy.” You teased, which made Mark sit up and glare at you.

“Hey, you would have been terrified too…”

“I’m Greek and Italian.” You laughed. “I’ve been traumatized past the point of fear by one of my twisted relatives since before I learned to walk.”

“Mark was afraid of the dark until he was in middle school.”

“And I wonder who’s fault that was.” Your boyfriend laughed as he held on to Luca’s sides as he stood up. “You’re the one who took me to that haunted house…”

“Mark, let him go.” You said as you dropped the balls in your hand in the pit and turned toward your son. “Come on, Luca. You can do it.”

“You want me to just let him go?” Mark said as he hesitantly let go of Luca when he fell back down. You nodded your head and scooted over to the side a bit more.

“Yea, he’s so close to walking. Come on, baby boy. You can do it. Walk, Luca. Walk.” With a giant smile, Luca stood himself up and rested his forehead on the ground for balance like he had for the past couple months. He pushed himself straight up and wobbled for a second before he finally moved his foot in front of him and took his first two steps. You cheered for him as he took a slight nose dive into the carpet and simply rolled over to try again. “Where’s my phone?!”

“I got it.” Morgan said from his seat as he pulled up his camera and started recording for you.

“Come on, Luca. You can do it.” You cheered as Theo walked out and looked over at his big brother. When Luca fell again, he got the gist of what Luca was doing and he mimicked his brother’s actions for support. You started to tear up the slightest bit as Luca walked a few more times, only a few steps at a time, until he finally collapsed into your lap where he apparently wanted to be. “Oh, munchkin man.” You cooed as you kissed his forehead and clapped your hands. “You’re finally walking.”

“Was that his first steps?” Morgan asked as Luca rolled off your lap and stood up again.

“Very first.” You confirmed as you let Theo crawl into your lap and stuck your hand out to keep your other two boys from knocking Luca over as he tried to walk over to Mark.

“And it is absolutely perfect timing.” Mark said with a nod as he clapped for your son.

“You’re just saying that because you get to see it first hand and not hear about it.”

“So I’m selfish, alright?” He laughed as he caught Luca before he fell into his lap. “Yay!” Luca sat down, clapped his hands, and laughed with you before he simply leaned back against Mark, satisfied with his progress for the day.

“And we’re done.” You laughed as you let your other sons go so they could go back to playing.

“Wow.” Morgan said as he sat back in his chair with a shake of his head. “I forgot how exciting that is.”

“Even though I get every milestones four times, each time makes me tear up again. Hey! Do not throw that ball again!” You looked back at Thomas, who laughed his maniacal laugh and grabbed another ball. “Don’t.” You barked as you scooted back and caught the ball before he could throw it and the quickly picked him up off the floor. “Yep. You’re going in time out.”

“He skipped nap time.” Mark told his dad with a small chuckle as he rolled a ball back toward Evan while you yelped when your son yanked your hair as hard as he could.

“Don’t miss those days.”

“Mama, no!!”

“Thomas, yes!” You yelled over him from Mark’s guest room where you had put your son in one fo the four pack and plays in there and simply walked away. You stopped in the doorway and tried to collect yourself with a shake of your head. “Can we please just feed them, and put them to bed early?”

“I got you a nice bottle of wine.” He chuckled as he set Luca in the house and got up. “Want wine so you don’t wake up at five in the morning with them?”

“Wine.” You groaned with a smile. “So much wine.”

“So much wine.” He laughed with a nod. “I can do that.”

“Do you want me to read?” Morgan asked as he looked down at Theo and the book he had grabbed from the small basket Mark had in the corner. “I think I can read a bit before dinner.”

“This was a good idea.” Your boyfriend said softly on his way past to the kitchen. You looked over at him and nodded as he kissed your cheek.

“Told you.”

Part 4

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