Jealousy - Jake/Marc/Steven x Reader

Chapter 8

"Shall we get going?" Marc offered. The pair had finished their meal and were ready to leave. He offered out his arm dramatically, Y/N joyfully linking arms with it as they walked off, towards the fountain. Surprisingly, it was empty.

"So i'm gonna have to ask, how is this all gonna work?" Y/N asked, a hint of confusion in her tone.

"That's what me and Steven have been trying to think out. I do feel like you're a stunning girl and I can see something happening between the two of us. But it's clear that Steven really likes you too, so if you're okay with us both..." He asked awkwardly, Y/N erupting into a fit of giggled. "Did I say something wrong?" He panicked.

"Oh god no Marc, it's adorable you're asking! You really think i would pick between you and Steven already? I'd love to get to know the pair of you, of course, if you both can share a girl." She winked as they strolled over to the edge of the fountain, taking a seat on the edge as the night sky hovered above them.

"Anything to get to know you." He smiled satisfied. They sat in a comfortable silence, lost in each others eyes as they held hands, a smile playing on each of their mouths. After a moment hesitation, Marc leaned forward and after a slight nod of consent by Y/N, he completed the gap.

All noise muffled around them. It was just the two of them. Under the night sky. In a perfect moment of bliss. After a few seconds Marc pulled away, a tint of red on his cheeks.

"Sorry i don't know what came over me-"

"Don't Marc, it was perfect i promise." Y/N smiled, squeezing his hand in reassurance as they gazed into each-other eyes, eventually standing up.

"I'll walk you home yeah?"

"I'd be honoured." Y/N smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek as they began to stroll towards her home. "So, are you to Steven doing anything tomorrow?"

"I dont have any plans, but i think Steven really wants to go out, dunno where though." Marc answered.

"Well... assuming he can hear me why don't all three of us do something, bowling?" Y/N suggested.

"That'd be cool, three players and me and Steven will just switch out?"

"Yeah sounds like it would work." Y/N laughed at Marc's enthusiasm.

"Sorry i haven't done anything fun as a game in years." He blushed.

"No it's really cute how happy you get, i'd love to see it more often."

"Yeah sure." He smiled warmly, the pair eventually standing outside of Y/N's flat.

"You're free to stay the night, your flats quite a distance." She offered, opening the door to the building.

"Well if you're offering." They strolled towards the lift, pressing the top floor.

"You can just share the bed with me, there's no point in you sleeping on the couch."

"Sure if you wouldn't mind, i'd love to."

"Shit, i don't think i have any clothes for you to sleep in obviously, mine would be too small."

"I don't have a problem sleeping in my boxers if you don't princess?" He smiled, wrapping his arms around Y/N from behind, immediately giving the girl butterflies.

"Of course i don't have a problem with it." She blushed, the lift opening saving her from embarrassment as she paced out of the door, Marc left behind grinning like an idiot.

"Alright, I could play a movie or something to fall asleep to if you want?" Y/N asked, opening her flats door and stepping inside, closing it after Marc.

"Sure, you keep your flat really clean compared to me and Steven." Marc chuckled.

"Please my best friend barges in unexpectedly and if it's dirty i'll be lectured while she stares the place down in disgust. Perks of having an OCD bestie." Y/N giggled, throwing her flat keys on the side and browsing through her fridge. "Lucky for us i've got a bit of red wine left from my mates birthday a week ago, glass each?"

"If you wouldn't mind that would be perfect, i think i need to loosen up a bit anyways." He grinned, leaning over the island with a hand supporting his chin. Y/N grabbed two glasses and carefully poured it as not to spill anything.

"I'll quickly get in my PJ's and i'll call you when i'm done, feel free to bring the glasses and i'll get a movie on, any in particular?" She spoke, strolling towards the bedroom.

"Hm let's gooo Titanic? I will call myself weak for a romance film." Marc suggested, Y/N nodding in agreement before closing the door. She threw on her emerald green, silk pyjamas, a buttoned shirt and short shorts. Flattening them down and tying her hair up, she opened her bedroom door again and called for Marc, rummaging through her unmade bed sheets for the TV remote.

"Hey i've got the glasses-" He suddenly stopped, eyes trailing her figure, "fucking hell you are stunning." He breathed out, placing the glasses on a cabinet, gazing in awe.

"Says you." She smirked, walking up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck, tangling her hands in his curls. Lips being close enough for him to feel her hot breath on his own lips, she whispered, "let's see how far you can make through the movie without making a move."

He practically melted right then and there. No woman had this effect on him...