Mark Wahlberg Imagines

Sleep Naked?

You were sitting down on your bed, reading a book when Mark walked in from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Is Cam asleep?" Mark walked by your dresser grabbing your brush and ran it through his hair.

"That's my brush." You groaned raising one of your arms in disbelief and then flopping it down on the bed. "I could have lice for all you know."

"So...getting lice from you would be considered a privilege." Mark placed your brush down and playfully winked at you through the mirror. You watched as he grabbed your deodorant and put it on making you cringe.

"You're so gross Mark." You scrunched your face in disgust turning the page you had just finished reading in your book.

"I'm your husband, it's my job." Mark laughed as he made his way to the other side of your room. Knowing Mark wasn't going to let you keep reading you set the book down on your bedside table. You sat back watching as he removed his towel throwing it in the laundry basket by your bathroom door.

"Oh did I forgot to tell you." Mark snapped his fingers and turned to face you resting his hands on his hips. "I got a call from Cam's teacher and apparently he's having trouble in reading which I find absolutely ridiculous since you–his mother is an Eng–."

"Mark I'm going to need you to put on some underwear before you keep talking." You cut him off crossing your legs under you. "I'm not talking to you about our son's reading skills while you're standing there naked." Mark just stood there  rolled his eyes and laid down on your bed putting his head on your lap.

"This is a serious issue baby how's our son failing his reading tests are we bad parents?" Mark pouted grabbing one of your hands and placing it on top of his naked chest.

"No we aren't unfortunately, our son hates reading as much as you do. And I think he needs glasses." You leaned your back against the headboard and mindlessly started drawing patterns against his chest.

"What are we waiting for let's set up an appointment to get his eyes checked." Mark turned on his stomach placing his check on your thigh and wrapping his arms around your frame.

"Already ahead of you love...next Thursday at four." You leaned down kissing his head softly. "Now go put on some pants." You pushed his shoulder playfully.

"I don't want to." Mark smirked getting under your sheets quickly pulling you down to lay with him holding you very against his chest tightly.

"Mark you aren't sleeping naked tonight." You said trying to free yourself from his iron like grip.

"Why not?" Mark whined tightening his hold on your body wrapping his leg around your body.

"Because you can't control yourself." You pinched his chest making let out a small shriek causing you to laugh loudly. "You're such a child sometimes."

"Stop being so mean I promise I'll behave" Mark Replied back

"Alright you better behave because I need to get sleep and I don't have time for your shenanigans alright" you said to him.

"Alright Alright Fine Im going to put some pants on okay now let's get some sleep okay" he smiled as mark walked to the closet and it some pants on.