Loving For Three Moonknight X Reader

TEN - As long as you pay.

You where snapped out of your deep sleep by someone pacing around the apartment, back and forth and back and forth.

Slowly you lifted your head and slid your legs of the bed. As you stretched, your feet touched the warm wooden floor and the sun beat down on your back through the window.

Your eyes started to adjust to the light when you heard the pacing suddenly stop. You rubbed your eyes and turned to see a stone-cold face starring right back at you.

You knew the face staring at you was Marc, just from his expression alone.

Carefully you stood up off the bed wishing you had never been woken up.

"Good Morning?" Your groggy voice sounded, looking at the stern man.

He looked at you and rolled his eyes slightly.

Slam!

He walked into the bathroom slamming the door behind him. The thunderous sound echoed through the apartment. You were surprised it didn't crumble into pieces at how hard he shut it.

In your half asleep state you regained balance and walked into the kitchen.

You heard the shower start, the sound of the clashing water was soothing, easing your nerves. You started a small cup of coffee to wake yourself up.

After you finished, you made your way to the living room and took a nice seat on the cushioned couch.

Cautiously you took sips of the hot drink-

Shweeew!

The bathroom door flew open, making you jolt almost spilling the coffee.

Marc walked out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist. Quickly you looked down at your coffee staring at your own reflection as a way to cover hide yourself from the awkwardness.

"Do...do you wanna go out for some pizza?" You suggested hearing the shuffling of clothes somewhere behind you.

There was a moment of silence before two thuds landed on the top off the couch next to your head.

Thump! Thud!

The unexpected noise made you jump as you lifted your head to see Marc resting his hands on the back of the couch looking down at you.

His curled were still moist, almost covering his big brown eyes.

"As long as you pay." He grumbled as he slumped his boot on the coffee table and tied it. 

You watched him closely as he tied his shoes, every once and a while his brows would furrow and he'd clench his jaw.

"Are you gonna get dressed." He said in a tone that was more telling you to get dressed than asking.

It snapped you out of your trance.

"Oh—yeah." You stuttered, embarrassment evident in your voice, as he caught you staring at him.

You got up leaving your hot drink on the table. Making your way to the bathroom, you grabbed your clothes from a suitcase you had packed days before.

You made sure you had the clothes so you didn't have to walk out in front of Marc in nothing but a towel like he had done to you.

You closed the door and started the shower, steam filled the room and you felt relaxed stepping in the shower.

Craving the hot water on your body, as you did each morning. You washed your body in a rush, not wanting to keep Marc waiting for too long.