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Being a risk taker was something Rex was known for, this goes for in and out of the bedroom. Whether you were on the pill or not, he always insisted on fucking you raw. (as long as you let him) Pregnancy be damned. There’s a 50/50 chance and he’s willing to gamble. And so far, you’ve been baby free.

Rex swears that he could stay buried in your pussy for hours. The way your slick walls gripped him like a vice, milking his cock for all it’s worth, fuck…it’s addicting. He rolled his hips lazily into yours, making sure you felt every inch of him. He panted against your neck, his messy russet hair sticking to your skin. You’ve lost count of how many times you came. But were you complaining? Noo. You couldn’t, not when he kept hitting the spot that made you see stars. You mewled beneath him as he thrusted into you once more.

“Rex…”

“Shhh…I know, I know— fuck, you feel so amazing…Just one more round, I’m almost done I swear…”

His lips grazed your smooth shoulders, kissing the marks he’d left — clearly drunk off of you.

“One more round.” What a bunch of bullshit🙄

The night ended with his cum leaking out of you and a positive test the next following days. He couldn’t say that he didn’t expect it, but that doesn’t stop him from being shocked. Rex Sloan being a father? What a joke. However, as you took another test to be sure, reality began to set in. He’s going to be a dad…

At first, he didn’t know how to feel — mainly because he lacked the knowledge on how to be a parent, given that his own were absent. Because of this, he wonders if he could ever be a good father. He’s saved babies occasionally, sure, but never handled them. They were loud, needy, and messy — he knew about that much.

So when you told Rex that you wished to keep the baby, he was hesitant. How could you want to raise a child with a guy like him? This man wasn’t known for being the smartest nor responsible in certain situations. He’s been in relationships and broke more hearts than he could count, there’s no way he could be someone your child could look up to. Not after everything he’s done.

Thinks that the domestic life was something he’s not worthy of having.

While he may be worried, he’ll still be supportive of your decision. He’ll have to warm up to the idea of parenthood. But with your love and reassurance, he’ll grow more comfortable.

Since then, you’ve noticed him trying to turn his life around bit by bit. First, he’s picked up cooking. Every morning you’ll wake to find him in the kitchen — hair pulled back and sporting a pink apron.

“Shit, shit, shit-! Fuck!”

You awoke Rex’s strings of curses and the beeping of the smoke alarm. You bursted out of the bedroom, the smell of smoke assaulting your nose. A fire! Rushing in search of your boyfriend, you saw him standing over a pan of burnt bacon and an overflowing pot of oatmeal.

“I try doing something nice for once and-“

The moment he turned around to go open a window, he froze at the sight of you standing there — looking gorgeous with your stomach round. His eyes widened and his cheeks burned a bright crimson. You weren’t supposed to be up this early!

“Oh, good morning, babe…uhh-“

Walking towards the kitchen counter, he picked up a plate and offered it to you with a nervous chuckle — a piece of toast, slightly overcooked scrambled eggs, and a crispy looking pancake. He smiled sheepishly.

“Breakfast?”

Cooking may not be his forte, but it’s the thought that counts. (he’ll get better at it soon…) And for you? He’d do anything.

Started taking his job a bit more seriously. If he’s going to be your provider, then he needs to bring more bills home. He also became dead set on buying a home…his first home with you. You’d both be cuddling in bed, flipping through house magazines.

“What about this one, hun?”

“Hmm…nahh, the backyard is too small. If we’re gonna build a playground, then we need something bigger. Our child deserves the best of the best.”

And that’s a belief he stood by.

Absolutely adored your body’s changes. He always loved your body, but seeing you grow curvier and softer made him cherish (and crave…) you even more. The fact that you were carrying a part of him in you always made his heart twist. He never passed up on an opportunity to touch you.

Watch your back when you’re around him…you once bent over to throw laundry in the dryer and he smacked your ass so hard😭 (flat or not he don’t care…)

“Rex!”

“Sorry, can’t help myself when you have allat out and about!”

As silly as it sounds, he reads parenting books. He wants to be mentally prepared for this new chapter in life, and he wants to be a father your child could be proud of.

Accompanies you to every appointment you have, doesn’t matter how important it is, he wants to be there every step of the way — and to stay informed about your health.

Got midnight cravings? He’ll gladly get up in the middle of the night if it means you’ll be happy and the little one is healthy…

Back hurting? He’ll sit down with you for hours while rubbing the kinks out, his touch soothing and reverent.

Praises you all of the time, letting you know how grateful he is.

Rex likes to rest his head on your stomach to feel the soft movements of your baby every night before bed. He also talks to them too, telling them how they’re going to have the best dad ever.

“We’re gonna make everyone jealous.”

“Just know that I’ll blow up mountains for you, you hear?”

“I’m gonna give you the world…”

As he continued to lay his head on your belly, he could have sworn that he heard another heartbeat. Wait…

Yep, you were pregnant with not only one, but two girls! Rex felt a little lightheaded at the news. Now he had to work as twice as hard.

When you two moved to your new house, he hosted a baby shower with the members of Teen Team. (Immortal and Rudy had to pay an entrance fee) Seeing everyone bring in gifts, playing party games, and laughing together — it was moments like this that reminded Rex that life was still worth living.

Became paranoid as you neared your due date. He had the hospital bag tucked in the trunk of his car already.

“Rex, it was just a contraction…we’re fine.”

“But what if they come early?!”

During the entire birthing process, Rex was a nervous wreck. He sat beside you, trying to ignore the sharp pain in his hand from you squeezing him so hard, and fanning you. He kept a close eye on the doctors and nurses, not trusting them on bit. If they caused you any unnecessary pain, he had to bite his tongue to keep himself from cussing them out.

Your pained noises broke his heart.

However, once he heard those two cries, the world came to a standstill. The moment he held them in his arms, he couldn’t help but to weep. You blessed him with something special. And for that, he’s eternally grateful. And just like that, he found his true purpose: this little family.

It’s funny how your daughters looked like a copy of their father…those Sloan genes must really be dominant.

His dramatic ass couldn’t change a diaper without gagging 💀 The amount of times he nearly threw up…it got so bad that you banned him from changing them. He makes it up to them by taking up the night shift whenever he could.

Got them matching plushies of himself for them to sleep with. That way, they’ll know that their dad is always with them.

Loves pushing them around in a stroller while he goes for a morning jog. His chest swells with pride whenever anyone compliments them.

“Aww! Aren’t they just the cutest?”

“Mhm, and they got it from their daddy!”

Makes a picture book for ever milestone and family moment. Rex knows he won’t live forever, so he wants to leave them something to remember him by.

Calls them: “little shit”, “baby girl”, “sweet pea”

Accidentally taught them how to curse. Old habits die hard, okay? Their first word wasn’t “mama” or “dada”…it was “fuck.” And since that day, Rex watched his profanity around the house. You were pissed💀

I’m sorry, but there’s no way in hell that he’s going to raise an ipad kid. As a matter of fact, they won’t get their first electronic until the end of middle school. Instead, Rex keeps them busy with books. Having a good education was a luxury he missed out on, and he doesn’t want the same for them. He’s raising future Einsteins…

And to keep them from spending too much time indoors, a nice playground was built in the backyard — just as he planned. It had a slide, swing set, and even a treehouse. (Eve helped build it)

He’ll be out there for hours, playing tag and pushing them on the swings. You could always hear their infectious laughter. In a way, you knew that bonding with them healed his inner child.

Attends every school event no matter how big or small. Showing up matters. It could be a crappy flute recital, and he’ll be there recording.

Packs them cute lunches for school. (don’t worry, his skills have improved) He leave them lil notes.

“Daddy is always proud of you. :)♥️” , “Make sure to eat your veggies, alright? Love you!”

If they tell him that his cute lunches are lame by the time they’re in their teens, he’ll genuinely be heartbroken 😭

Rex does not tolerate any back talk. If they get sassy with you or him, he’s quick to quip back and it’s enough to make them shut up. I mean, he’s a sassy man apocalypse veteran.

“These greens suck balls…”

“Yeah, just like the D you got on your report card. But you don’t see me whining.”

If they’re having boy problems, Rex will listen and give them advice. (all while trying not to think about beating up the asshole) He used to be a troublemaker, so he knows what it’s like to be in their shoes, and why they do the stupid shit they do.

Speaking if boys, Rex is pretty strict and judgmental about who they bring home. They have to impress him before they could even think about taking the girls out of the house. He’s not letting them get heartbroken on his watch. When they’re over, bedroom doors wide open. He’ll walk by occasionally to make sure nothing funny is going on. No cuddling, kissing, none of that…

He will also shit talk the boy whenever they leave.

You and Rex were lying in bed, preparing to doze off for the night, until…

“Please tell me you saw the way he dressed…”

“Honey…”

“If you’re gonna meet the parents, at least dress like you want to make a good impression. And that fucker had the nerve to call me by my first name!”

It’s safe to say they never came back…

Is it weird that I see him liking them painting his nails

Has a small picture of you and the girls in his locker at the Teen Team HQ. Not only was it comforting to look at whenever he came back from a grueling mission, but it served to remind him to stay safe out there. For the first time, he had people who loved and cherished him unconditionally. Coming home to you all was his goal at the end of the day.

Has a heart locket with you all in there as well, he keeps it hidden under his suit.

Overall, this man became a family man and got his life back on track

You and Mark had always practiced having safe sex. You both were young, but it took one time.

It’s been long, too long since he had his hands on you. Being in space without your warmth made his desire for you increase with each passing day. So the moment he flew through your bedroom window, he clung to you desperately. His soft whimpers filled the room as he kissed you, his tongue brushing against yours. You could sense his need for you. He didn’t need to speak, the way he ground his hips against your thighs told you everything you needed to know.

He reluctantly pulled back to catch his breath.

“Mmm…need you…need you so much, baby- please.”

And, whew! That was enough to make you toss your panties/boxers to the floor😮‍💨

Being caught up in the moment, the thought of using protection was long forgotten. Mark was too consumed by his desire, and you were too busy getting your brains fucked out to care. It wasn’t until those two red lines popped up that things began to settle in. You were pregnant, pregnant with his child.

Was absolutely nervous when he first found out about your pregnancy, but supportive. It wasn’t the fact that you both created life that startled him, no — it was the future. Being Invincible came with more downsides than ups. Part of him feared that your child would become a target for his enemies, that the GDA would find a way to get to them when they’re older and exploit them.

So I imagine him becoming more protective than usual.

Took fatherhood seriously. Like I mean really seriously…Way before the baby was born, he signed you both up for parenting classes. Which he tried his hardest to attend whenever Cecil wasn’t yapping in his ear piece.

“Yeah, yeah…another flaxan invasion. Let’s make this quick.”

Whenever Mark did need to leave for missions, he left you with Debbie. (who was more than happy to spend time with her in law) He didn’t want to leave you alone for too long. And who wouldn’t want to spend time with his mother? That woman has a kind soul🥹 She often gave you tips and tricks to make your pregnancy easier. And you got see Oliver too!

His whole world turned upside down when the baby was born. You gave birth to a beautiful girl! (sorry Mark is a girl dad in every universe — I didn’t make the rules/j)

She had his brown eyes and your nose — his heart melted when she reached out for him. He fell in love immediately.

Calls her: “sweetheart”, “gorgeous”, “princess” (treats her like one too)

Insisted on covering the night shifts. You just brought her into the world, so you deserve to rest.

He could be getting home late from work and he’d still do it. Mark spends most of his nights in the nursery, sitting on a rocking chair with your daughter cradled close to his chest. He’d tell the baby about his day, about the monsters he had to fight. She may be too young to understand what he’s saying, but he didn’t care. Just having her close and hearing her coo in her sleep was enough for him.

…And he’d tell her what an amazing person you are.

“You’ve got one of the best parents around. Don’t give them too much trouble, alright?”

“Your Mama/Papa is one of the strongest people I’ve ever met.”

“Look at how cute you are! Looking just like them…”

“…Where would I be without you both?”

“How did I get so lucky?”

Will often read his comics to her. Mark’s dead set on making her a Seance Dog fan like him.

One morning, you walked in and saw them sleeping on the rocking chair. Your precious girl was still on his chest, her drool staining his t-shirt, and his book long forgotten on the floor.

Keeps every milestone documented. His photo library is full of pictures and videos. (that he proudly flexes to his coworkers)

If he misses anything, he’ll be distraught. She tried taking her first steps when he wasn’t around and he sobbed 😭

Will learn how to do hair just for her. He ended up giving her uneven little pigtails that look like antennas 💀 Don’t laugh…he’s trying.

Doesn’t play about quality time. Mainly because he wants them to have a relationship better than his and Nolan’s. She wants to play with dolls? Mark is joining and using his “girl” voice. (he ends up getting really into the dramatic plot they made)

“And I saw her with Tyler last week!”

“*GASP* Girl, no you didn’t!”

Tea party? He’ll act all sophisticated and try to squeeze into whatever tight polyester dress she gave him. She wants to do his makeup? He’ll suck up his pride and let her coat his lips with bright red lipstick.

Every drawing is hung up on the fridge.

She got her hands on one of his collectibles and broke it. Though Mark reassured her that it was okay, you saw that a part of him broke on the inside.

Since then, he spoils her with toys. Got to put that paycheck to good use somehow…and to keep her grubby hands off of his things.

Cannot discipline her, that lil girl has him wrapped around her finger😭 If he sees that she’s about to cry, he’ll fold. How can he be mad when she gives him those puppy dog eyes? You did get on him about this, though.

Has you both as his wallpaper. He likes to stare at it, it reminds him of what he’s fighting for.

Does that stupid hand thing on road trips💀 She could be minding her business, munching away on some trail mix and he’s reaching back for some

(LIKE OUUU GET YOUR OWN SNACKS)

She makes a face before sharing…because I know I would. His greed sickens me.

Whenever she has a nightmare, Mark takes her out flying to get her mind off of things. He’ll hold her close, pointing out different buildings and the stars.

Would protect her from anything, and I mean anything. Villains, Viltrumites, and even the imaginary monsters that hid in her closet — he’s fending them off. Made it clear to Cecil that he doesn’t want him anywhere near her. Her head doesn’t need to be filled with government bullshit.

At the end of the day, Mark just wants her to have a better childhood than he did. She deserved to enjoy her youth before the weight of the world was on her shoulders.