Road Trip Hell (Marcoxreader)

23

You spent most of the afternoon with Ace, you two found shitty movies to watch. You both also ordered way too much room service.

"I hate to end our fun, but shouldn't you head back to your own room?" Ace looked over at the alarm clock that was on the night stand. It read 10:30 p.m. in big red letters.

"Hugh, I guess your right." You sighed, not that you didn't want to go to your room where Marco was. But with how he was avoiding you today, you really didn't want to see him.

"You two will be fine. Marco gets in a funk sometimes, that's probably all it is." Ace gave you an encouraging pat on the back.

"If you say so." You huffed. You gave your friend a hug before making your way down the hall to your room. When you got there Marco was laid back on the bed, a fresh pair of pajama pants on.

Marco didn't say anything to you when you entered the room, instead he gave you a short once over before rolling onto his side. You rolled your eyes at his behavior, you grabbed your own pajamas and changed into them. You joined your lover on the bed, not sure if you should say something. 

You gazed at his back, tracing his muscles with your (e/c) eyes. You reached out, grazing your fingers along his back causing him to twitch at the contact.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping yoi?" Marco grasped onto your hand as it traced over his shoulder.

"I can't if you're mad at me." You whispered.

"I'm... I'm not mad. I'm just hurt yoi." Marco turned over so he was facing you.

"Hurt?... From what?" You questioned as far as you knew the day had gone by fine.

"Well, do you... do you still like Killer yoi?" You let out a chuckle at that.

Marco looked confused at your outburst, his cheeks taking on a reddish tone as he avoided eye contact.

"I... I hah, I don't like Killer as anymore as a friend. Why do you ask?" You caught your breath as you looked your boyfriend in the eyes. His brown orbs shifting nervously as he thought of how to respond.

"Well, I saw you two hugging earlier yoi."

"That? That's what you're upset about? Marco you should have just told me." You softly giggled as you drew the blond into your arms. "Killer and I dated each other for own selfish reasons, it ended on good terms. But still... I was worried about how he would feel with us dating."

Marco settled into your arms the blond listening to your words attentively.

"I felt that I would be hurting his feeling especially since he's on this trip with us. Killer is happy for me though, that's why we were hugging. We're both happy at where we're at in life and there's no hard feelings." You explained to Marco.

"God, I feel like such an idiot yoi. I thought you two were still into each other." Marco sighed, his arms circling around your waist as he grumbled against your forehead. You could hear a few curse words leave his mouth. "Shit. I'm so sorry yoi."

"It's fine. I guess I never really told you how me and Killer ended things." You pressed a kiss against Marco's chest.

"No, I should have trusted you better yoi. Instead I just thought the worst." Marco mumbled against your hair.

"Well I didn't know you were watching us. I would have explained everything either way." You cuddled closer to Marco's chest.

"I didn't mean to peak on you guys yoi." Marco whispered, his eyelids growing heavy.

"It's fine. Next time just say something, spending the day with Ace is fun, but I'd much rather be hanging out with you." You cupped Marco's cheeks in your hands, pulling his face closer to yours.

"Agreed. Spending the day by myself was torture yoi." Marco closed the space between you two, his lips melding perfectly to yours.

"The nights still young." You panted, you lifted up the blanket and slid underneath.