Loving For Three Moonknight X Reader

How about a hotel?

"Where are we?" You questioned as Marc stopped driving behind an old building. You didn't know where you were you had never drove down the streets Marc had, even though you lived there almost your whole life.

"Just tell me your favorite flavor?" He asked disregarding your question.

"Flavor?" You said confused.

"Y'know strawberry, mint, bubblegum, banana." He went on.

"Cookies and cream? Why?" You asked as he opened his door.

"Just stay here, I'll be right back." He smirked.

You shot him a confused look before he shut the door and walked to the front of the unknown building.

You waited only a few minutes before he came back holding two white cups that appeared to have ice cream in them.

Quickly your face brightened at the sight of the sweet treat. He opened the car door getting in and handing you one of the cups.

You looked at it in excitement. "Thank you!" You giggled digging into the cold cookies and cream treat.

He smiled as you started swaying subconsciously as you ate.

He loved watching you do your little dance as you ate he thought it was the cutest thing ever. He let out a breath with a small giggle.

"What?" You questioned wondering if you had gotten ice cream on your face.

"Nothing." he smirked taking a bite of his ice cream before starting the car.

"Where are we going now?" You asked as you continued eating.

"I was gonna go back to the house." He said as he drove out of the parking lot onto the street.

"That's your idea of a date." You said sarcastically.

"I didn't have time to finish planning it." He said jokingly holding up a hand in defense. "Someday I'll take you on the best date of your life." He sighed.

"Promise?" You smiled.

"Promise." He smiled back.

After that the ride was fairly quiet you kept to your thoughts getting more and more nervous as he drove closer to the house.

"Please don't take me back, Marc." You asked in a tone that sounded more whiny than you wanted it to.

"Don't take you back to the house?" He questioned.

You nodded yes and for a moment you thought he wouldn't respond.

"We won't be able to find a hotel to stay at tonight." He stated before taking a pause.

"We'll go to your parents house pack up our stuff, and first thing in the morning we'll go to a hotel and get a room. Sound good?" He said sympathetically as he nodded.

"Sounds great." You responded.

Soon enough Marc pulled up to your parents driveway and you both went inside.

You walked in to hear laughing and talking from the kitchen. It's like they didn't even care that you were hurt they just kept eating without you.

Marc followed you up the stairs to your room you walked in. Steven took control and quickly turned around as you closed the door.

"A-Are you feeling better, love?" Steven questioned hesitantly.

You looked at him he seemed worried like he was scared of what you would say, you realized he was probably still shaken up from when you snapped at him earlier.