It's a breezy morning at the household, lights closed from the living room through the kitchen, it was only seven in the morning to be exact. The silence that once occupied the atmosphere faded when both Kun and Ten lifelessly entered the kitchen, tired and puffy eyes greeting one another. The two were extremely exhausted and were sleep deprived, eyes forcing themselves to shut but the two were stronger from the lingering drowsiness.

"You didn't sleep too?" Kun questions with a hoarse voice, stretching his back and extending his arms as he yawns, his eyes slowly giving up on him.

"How would I sleep when Doyoung's loud last night," Ten blatantly replied, shuddering in disgust as he recalled what his ears caught last night, the half shaking his head aggressively and disregarding all the corrupted noise he heard from the vampire. He'll never see the vampire the same way ever again. "Thank God nugget didn't have her voice last night or else I would never see her the same way again, fuck." He utters and shakes his head once more, suddenly wondering about your state after shamelessly doing a deed last night, yet again he disregards his thoughts and hits his own head. He needs to drown in holy water as soon as possible, probably after a good sleep of course.

"But I wish they could have let us go on vacation... just like last time." Kun murmurs with a monotone voice, droopy eyes slowly closing itself. "I already understand why Doyoung suddenly gave us vacation at that time, but sadly, we didn't have one and suffered from it. Damn, how can I even face that boy again." he cusses underneath his breath, shaking his head to remove all corrupted thoughts from popping out on his head.

Silence becomes evident in the atmosphere, the buzzing sound of the cold air is the only sound that can be heard from the two males. Kun's glance bore over Ten and observed the sleep male; his eyes shut tight, brows creased, his juicy lips parted slightly as Ten's head was supported by his arm propped onto the smooth table. The vampire continued to glance over the male along with the silence, minute by minute he finds the male across him stunning, which he knows he is as the matter of fact, Johnny always vent about it and Ten shamelessly brags about his beauty (which Kun agrees nonetheless despite looking annoyed at the male.)

Ten has been attractive and hot before and until now, he never fails to catch the vampire's breath every time he gets the chance to look at him so lovingly.

The silence soon vanished when Ten fluttered his eyes open, a big cheeky smile uttered at his lips as he faced the older, his eyebrows automatically furrowed to see the male flinched, probably because he's sleep deprived and nothing else. The half didn't ask further and instead, prop his arms onto the desk and grin. "You wanna bet again?" he asked with glee.

"Isn't that y/n told us not to bet again after we betted on Doyoung avoiding her after their first date?" Kun questions back with his brows meeting each other as he looks into the half, remembering how pissed you are after knowing Ten and Kun actually betted on Doyoung avoiding you without you being aware of it.

Ten instantly laughs at Kun, shaking his head in disbelief. He was indeed sleepy. "But you also betted on the genders of the twins back then, hyung." He said in a matter of fact whilst he sat up straight, smiling cutely at the memory of the twins being born and of course the fact that he won that bet among Kun, Yangyang, and Johnny. It was a good memory he can say, and betting once again was worth the shot.  "Wanna bet whatever gender Doyoung and nugget kid will be this time?"

"How would you know that y/n will get pregnant?" Kun scowls with his teeth gritted, being so sour all of the sudden. 

Ten has himself laughing once again, teleporting beside the male and placing his hands onto Kun's shoulder, laughter echoes in the room when he feels the older flinch on the skin ship. He bite of his laugh and leans forward to the male's ears. "Protection isn't on Doyoung's vocabulary hyung, that's why." He answers in a low voice, checking his surroundings before he leans again to speak more. "Every male in this realm has a breeding kink in general." Ten stated, as if he's not part of those species, he knows a little too much about males in this specific realm and he sometimes despises his own species, it was rare for men in this realm to act like the neos, most of the male at the realm is disappointing and didn't want to elaborate further.

Kun scoffed at the last statement Ten drop, not really surprised at the younger's boldness but agreed nonetheless, keeping his mouth shut on explaining or expressing his unneeded opinion. The vampire dismisses the topic and succumbs to the silence the half is giving, his eyes closing itselves for the nth time and slowly entering to dreamland, not until Ten spoke.

"If I win, you're going to adopt a kid and name it after me."

"Are you insane?" Kun unintentionally shouts as his eyes open, glaring at the younger who is giving him a sinister smile. "Fine, but if I win, you're going to give me all your money in your bank account." He challenges the half, leveling up the insanity of Ten letting him adopt a child if he loses.

"Uh deal," Ten agrees with a smile, not really caring if he loses all his money since he's stinky rich anyway, but something deep inside him knows that he'll win, he feels it strongly in his guts and veins.

The two males came upon agreement, shaking hands and are literally serious on their bets. Ten bet it to be a girl while the kun bet it on a boy, which was the only choice left since the vampire let the younger to choose first. Kun found it weird when he felt his stomach buzzing, acting as if butterflies were flying inside him. He isn't even in love anyway, he knows he isn't, or maybe that's what he convinces himself everyday. But it was weird to accept the bet easily, especially the consequence of him losing. He'll adopt a kid and that's a big responsibility.

Sure, his gut tells him to pick over the boy being the gender of the baby, but why does his instincts tell him he'll lose? Does his inner conscience want him to lose the bet that has an insane consequence?

Does he want a kid or want to name a child after Ten? 

The vampire dismissed his strange and odd thoughts and decided to call it a day, standing up from his chair and tuck himself to bed to finally get the slumber he should have had last night. Kun instructed Ten to wake up Yangyang for him to sleep also, the vampire trusting the younger Lee that he can take care of the twins if they wake up. The vampire didn't wait for a response and used the last force he had to teleport to his own bed, dismissing all the thoughts he had from the bet and for the half. He's only sleep deprived and doesn't have feelings for Ten and if he did fall in love, he would never ever fall for that insane half for an eternity.

The half shrugged, didn't listen to any of the older's thoughts and was too exhausted to eavesdrop on whatever Kun was thinking. He stood up and extended his arms to stretch, yawning in the process and walked towards his room, to encounter a newly awakened Lee as he walked midway. Ten instructed his brother to watch over the kids and no funny business, following up a specific direction to not ask his sudden demand. Ten excused himself and opened the door to his room, jumping on his bunk bed and in a glimpse, he already felt asleep peacefully.

Yangyang, who just woke up a second ago, had his eyebrows furrowed at the half, finding him extremely weird in extent. He shook his head and went to the kitchen, making himself a world sandwich as he calls it. He sat down at the chair and glanced at the door frame, lips curved up to see two little kids entering the room. He greeted the twins and asked what they wanted for breakfast, only to know that the two only wanted cereal for the morning and nothing more.

The Lee  prepared the twins' breakfast and let them sit on a chair, assisting the two and watching over them just like his brother asked, cooing at the twins on seeing them use their utensils independently. He grinned as he looked over the  kids, chewing his sandwich quietly on his seat. His gummy smile faded when he remembered he had his finals coming up and he hadn't reviewed yet, the male drowning  with school work after getting revived. 

And the past few months of himself getting resuscitated by Donghyuck and Doyoung, he felt different, as if he feels foreign to his own body. It has been very confusing for him to be rejected by his own body, his senses tingling everyday and it makes him nauseous from time to time. From getting observed by his Doyoung and Jaehyun hyung, he got used to the foreignness surrounding his veins and is glad that he didn't get sick or ill to the point that it was worrisome for every one of you.

Yangyang sighs and takes another bite of his sandwich, thinking critically to whether not to review by himself or invite a Na over since Jaemin has the same course as him, probably picking the latter because he misses his childhood friend so badly. He yawns and stretches his back as he plans on getting his phone from his bed. 

He retreats his plan when his vision starts swirling, surrounding rocking back and forth in his perspective. He stands still and takes deep breaths, hearing the two kids asking if he was alright and assuring them that he's just dizzy. He continued to stay still and wait for the wozziness to fade away, every second spent waiting makes him feel much worse. He thought that he's going to die at that point but his nauseousness made a 360 backflip when he heard a girl curse loudly, his dizziness instantly faded and turned into fear, his now conscious mind thinking where Daisy even learned to curse.

"Fuck,"

"Daisy don't say that, that's bad you know."  The younger kim scolded the said female and had his tiny brows furrowed, looking at the little vampire with disgust and annoyance. "I'm gonna tell mom you said a bad word."

The two little ones were sending killing glares at one another, and wouldn't really care much if they're fighting early in the morning. The tension between the two siblings was thickening, baby teeth gritted in anger and their small hands formed into fist, resisting the urge to hurt the other. From another view, Yangyang didn't know where he should be surprised; Daisy knowing how to curse or Dopyo who knew curse words were bad, but the only thing the Lee is worrying about is whomever teached the girl to curse will definitely get beaten by you.

The Lee shakes his head and focuses his attention to the twins bickering behold him, Yangyang stopping and meddling in the argument before the two would ever hurt each other, distracting their minds that the twins can watch tv while they finish their cereal. The male sighs in relief when the kids smiled happily and oblige, instantly forgetting that they were to annihilate one another and were happy when they can watch their favorite show, getting assist by Yangyang to bring them down to their seats and holding their small bowls as the three go to the living room.

Yangyang opens the television for the two to watch paw patrol, the twins sitting near the table as the two help themselves to eat the cereal by their own. He yawned and watch along with the kids, frowning how he missed being a child for once and realized he'll be graduating soon, getting ready to live the adult life that no one wanted to face anyway, but it was in the nature of the world for everyone to grow up and be accountable in actions they do. Life is life after all.

The male shook his thoughts away and saw you teleport near the stairs. Yangyang greeted you good morning and invited you to sit down beside him. 

You wanted to accept the offer but you didn't want to sit at the moment, feeling yourself sore down south and didn't want to make it obvious too that you're limping. You greeted the younger back and teleported to the twins, smiling at the two who were eating cereal in silence, the noise coming from the tv were the only sound heard across the area. You were about to get yourself to something to feed your starvation but you flinched when you heard a soft little voice uttered a curse word beneath you.

"Fuck, I dropped it." Your eldest utters in a low voice and pouts that her favorite spoon fell down to her bowl, making the milk surrounding her cereal splash into the table and a small bit to her shirt. She picks up her spoon and scoop bits of her cereal, placing the food in her mouth and chew happily.

"Daisy, sweetheart, where did you learn that word?"

The mentioned girl shifts her eyes and looks up to glance at you, her eyelashes fluttering as she reads you, seeing you calm and collected as you ask the question. Daisy presses her lips to a thin line, preparing herself in case your composed state is hiding a scold that you're bound to give, but something in her veins tells her that you're not mad at her and she believed her instinct thus she told you the truth that she knows.

"I heard daddy scream it last night," she answers with transparency, her tiny mind working it's best to recall the said information she told you. Daisy, remembering that she woke up in the middle of the night to a loud sound coming from her parents' room, was startled at hearing her dad in particular. The girl even remembered she went outside to check on you and Doyoung, pouting when the door was locked and decided to retreat back to her room and go back to sleep, the specific curse repeating her mind on repeat.

You nodded and let your daughter continue her breakfast and show, cursing at the back of your mind that Daisy heard your husband cursing last night. You let out an irritated smile and hide your face with your palm, sighing at the fact your daughter almost caught you and Doyoung doing an act if the door isn't locked yesterday. You sigh for the last time and tell Yangyang to look after the kids for a good minute, telling him that you need to teach someone a lesson on being too loud last night.

And you were now serious that Doyoung will definitely sleep on the couch tonight.

"What are you doing here? Haven't I told you that you're going to sleep on the couch from now on?" 

Doyoung flips his body to face your irritated face, the vampire getting comfortable at the smooth and thick sheets that he honestly missed for a couple of weeks, your husband spending the night on the poor couch ever since Daisy learned to curse from him. 

It was nine in the morning, you found yourself nauseous and dizzy to even stand up from the bed. You've been feeling under the weather quite recently, your appetite changing drastically too. You close your eyes and hope the dizziness will fade away, taking in a deep breath and wishing for you to feel better soon.

And with your nausea for two weeks straight, Doyoung seems to notice it as well, being concerned but couldn't keep himself from smiling too. He looks at you and extends his hand to pull you close to him, hugging your waist in a loving manner. He quipped a brow when he heard you groan at the skinship, pushing you away and announced how frustrated you were to him, dispising his presence in the room. Doyoung ignored your annoyance and continued snuggling with you, smiling in contentment to hold you again after sleeping all by himself for five weeks.

"Doyoung, l-let me go—" you whisper-yelled, feeling a weird and disgusting taste in your throat, feeling your stomach flip inside you.

"And why will I—" 

"Because I feel like throwing up," you argued back, pushing his arms away and teleporting towards the bathroom and throwing up to the sink, holding onto the cool sink for support.

Doyoung followed your figure and dropped a glass of tap water with him, walking inside the bathroom and placing the glass beside you, drawing circles on your back to release the tension your chest has after vomiting, his wide smile reflected back to the mirror. 

You grab the glass and spit out the greasy and gooey feeling in your mouth, eyes narrowed to see a grin from your husband, which you find annoying. You cocked your head to face him, You snorted out loud to see his grin didn't change, making you roll your eyes. "What?" You exasperated. 

His shoulders slumped when you faced him, smile turned into a pout, his hands placed itselves to the pocket of his shorts while his gaze was avoiding yours. "You know it wouldn't hurt to try."

"To try what?" you ask, raising your brow at him. He then removes a hand from his pocket and uses his ability to bring little rectangular boxes to your hand, letting you read the box and it makes you scoff at him. "You think I'm pregnant?" you question him, couldn't even believe he hid two pregnancy kits in your room without you noticing, suddenly wondering when did he ever purchase the kits.

The vampire held you close; his chest against your back and wrapped his arms around  you, pressing a peck on your cheek. He started explaining the drastic changes he noticed from you; the low appetite, your nausea every morning, fatigue, and your irritation to Doyoung. Those signs were known to be the exact symptoms of pregnancy, both of you know it and might as you being irritated towards your husband was already a give away because usually you never been this mad to him.

Your eyes went back and forth to your husband and the test kit, hesitation running through your veins about his assumption. You bore your eyes to him and pressed your lips slightly, startled when Doyoung held your hands along with the kit, his gaze sending comfort and assurance, holding your hands lovingly with a smile. He told you that there's no harm to try once more, convincing you to take the test sincerely. You nodded slightly, taking a deep breath before you finally asked him to wait for you outside, doing the test on your own in silence.

He waited and sat at the bed, fingers tapping on his exposed thigh and eyebrows glued to one another, suddenly thinking deeply. He wondered about the chances of you getting pregnant, his fingers tapping on repeat as he threw his head back, veins tingling in nervousness at the result. He stands up from the bed and walks into circles, releasing the agitation forming on his insides while waiting for you to come out. Doyoung couldn't take it any longer and started worrying about you, concerned if his assumption was wrong and it made you frown. He calls your name and hears footsteps coming from the bathroom, his eyes solely focus on you rather than the kits you're holding, his eyes glistening in