Marcus Pike-Nothing Says I Love You Like Pancakes

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It's a crazy and stressful week at the office. By Friday evening, you're completely spent.

Marcus wants to take you out to his favorite pancake place and treat you.

You have fun with Marcus and fall for him just a little harder.

I'm giving a shout out to immapascalalorian cuz they said I inspired them  to work on their Pedro Pascal one shots. So be sure to check them out!

Some minor swearing but mostly fluff and fun.

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Ugh. You are so over this week! It's been nothing but disappointment after disappointment. You thought you'd had a good lead on a case. It turned out to be a dead end.

As you gather up your stuff, you feel a giant headache coming on and you start rummaging around in your bag for some painkillers. You know there's no way that you're making it all the way home without taking something.

Marcus Pike, resident hottie F.B.I. agent joins you in the large office and begins gathering up his stuff as well.

"Are you as ready as I am to leave this place for a few days?" Luckily, since the case more or less was wrapped up, even though you hated the end game, you'd earned a few days off. Thank God.

"I most definitely am ready to leave this place behind for a few days."

You chuckle as you approach him putting a hand on his chest. You'd love to see him without it again. It's been so long, you're not even sure that you can remember what Marcus looks like without a shirt!

"Whatever will all those hip, young interns do without the resident hottie around to keep them going?"

Marcus blushes but you can see the naughty glint in his beautiful dark eyes. He presses close to you, cupping your waist and giving you a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Guess they'll just have to cry themselves to sleep at night for a few days until I return." You laugh, grabbing his hand and leading him out.

"Hey, I know where we go."

"Me too." You both  call out a few goodbyes to several people on your way out of the dungeon, uh, sorry, you mean office!

"Straight into the shower and then into our comfy bed."

"Let's go get pancakes first." You turn, giving Marcus a scorning glare. He can't be serious! It's almost nine o'clock at night and all this man has on his brain is pancakes!

"Nope."

"Oh, please?" Marcus puffs out his bottom lip, giving you puppy dog eyes. Grrr!

"Oh, fine!" You give in. You might as well just go along with what Marcus wants or you'll never get any peace.

You head out to the car and get in. Marcus loosens his tie and pulls it off, along with his suit jacket, tossing them both in the back seat of the car.

He slips behind the wheel and in a few minutes, you're heading for the pancake place. You reach over and gently lay a hand on his leg.

Marcus smiles. At the stop light, he reaches down to give your hand a gentle squeeze before returning to driving.

"You shouldn't have stopped with the jacket and tie," you tease. "I'd love to see that dress shirt come off as well!"

Marcus laughs, that deep beautiful laugh. You love it.

"As appealing as that sounds, Y/N," Marcus says. "Usually most eating establishments won't allow you in without a shirt on."

Now you laugh. Marcus is right about that. You realize that your headache hasn't gotten any worse and you're happy.

Marcus pulls into the parking lot of the pancake place and cuts the engine. Be turns to you, giving you a gentle kiss before getting out.

"We're going to eat until we can't eat any more, madame!" You chuckle. Marcus can be really silly sometimes. And you love it.

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As big of a hurry you were in earlier to get home, once you start eating, you quickly decide that getting home can wait a while longer.

It's so relaxing here, in the pancake place, just sitting here with Marcus and enjoying some delicious food and quality time with the man you love.

This place holds a special meaning for both you and Marcus. He took you here for the very first time after you started officially dating.

And he's taken you here numerous times since. If you're having a rotten day or week or even month, this is always the place that Marcus comes back to.

You hope this place never goes out of business, because if it does, you're not sure what you'd do. Or what Marcus would do.

You hold each other's hands as you enjoy your pancakes and scrambled eggs and some bacon. You'd even went one further and ordered a large, strawberry milkshake.

"You're not sleeping any time soon after drinking all that sugar!" Marcus teases you.

You laugh and lean in to capture his lips with yours and Marcus' gaze grows tender.

"I love you, Y/N." He touches your wrist with his finger and you shiver at his light touch.

"I told myself over and over again, it wasn't a good thing to do. You know I've been burned in the past. But I just couldn't stop myself from falling for you."

"I understand, Marcus. I'm happy you decided to take a chance with me. With us. You're such a sweet and funny and kind hearted man. I love you, too."

"Stop!" Marcus cries, pretending to be embarrassed. "You'll make me blush!"

You laugh, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. Marcus starts stroking your back and it feels amazing!

"Well, we couldn't have that now, could we?" Marcus' deep laugh seeps into your soul.

"Let's finish up," you say. "I really do want to just lie in bed, your body close to mine." Marcus kisses the top of your head.

"That sounds heavenly to me, too, my girl."

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It's late. But... there's this old black and white movie on TV and they're Marcus' favorite.

Besides, you don't mind it so much. At least you're all cuddled up against him, in the bed, which is precisely where you want to be.

You lightly stroke Marcus' back and you can feel his entire body relaxing into yours and you love that.

You close your eyes and slowly start to drift off. As tough as everything's been of late, it's good to know that you have this man here, Marcus Pike, who loves you and you love him.

Even if he likes to say that by taking you out for pancakes!

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