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*Marcus pov*
I laid in bed staring at the ceiling as it changed colors. Y/n loved putting the led lights on a slow fade to admire each color, she finds them all so unique. But I've never understood why she doesn't choose a color fully... but at least i somewhat understand. What I said was messed up. I can't lose it like that over a stupid argument. Especially not after what she has been through, with my parents, losing Regan, her years and years of dealing with her father. I can't even imagine what it's been like for her. Well except the Regan part. Not the point... I need to make up for what I said to ven though nothing will ever be enough because I fucked up big time. She just wanted to bring me back to my parents to reconnect. I should have heard her out but I didn't want to face the reality that my dad may not have changed and could potentially try and pressure us again. But y/n just wanted to help considering he has lost everyone. She just doesn't want me to lose my family too. Shit.

*y/n pov*
Me and regan cleaned up and went to bed. I entered the room to a sleeping marcus. He was laying on his back, head resting in the palm of his hand as the other hand stayed by his hips. He didn't bother to turn off the led lights... I don't know if I should lay down but I want to. I walked over to the bed on Marcus's side and got on top of him and laid my head on his chest. (Not in a sexual way just in a form of cuddling) He slowly inhaled and opened his eyes slightly as I stayed in my position drawing on his chest with my finger, making pointless drawings out of boredom. I looked up slightly and saw marcus looking at me confused. I sent him a shy smile. This seemed to finally get him to see Im not upset with him because he instantly wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back. "I'm so sorry..." he whispered before kissing my forehead. "No Im sorry. If you don't want to see your parents I understand..." I said with a big smile. "But it doesn't give me any right to speak to you the way I did." He said slightly louder. He smiled back widely. "I forgive you only if you forgive me" I said with a smirk. "Fine I forgive you I guesss" he said rolling his eyes playfully as the smile never left his face. I giggled and got comfy on his chest. He continued rubbing my back until I fell asleep.
(A/N: this is short and try and remember things from this you'll need it in the future!)

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