You wake, facing Marshall and his soft snores are still the cutest. "...y/n.." You hear Marshall mumbles in his sleep. You smirk and kissed his cheek. You got an idea. "Oh fuck me Marshall." You whisper seductively in his ear and giggle. Marshall tightens his grip around your body and you can feel his boner on your ass. You blush and made your ass grind against his boner. "...fuck yeah..." He mumbles again. You giggle again. You loosing his grip around you and got up from the bed. You replaced yourself with your pillow and let him sleep. You brushed your teeth and quietly went down stairs to make the guys breakfast. After a couple of minutes, you hear Marshall yell. "Y/N WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" "Down stairs asshole!" He runs down stairs, no shirt on, to the kitchen and sees you making breakfast. "What wrong Marshie?" You ask innocently. "Like you don't fucking know bitch! I almost fucked a pillow! You got me fucking horny as hell and almost fucked a pillow! A pillow!!" He yells and you just straight up laughed your ass off. "Oh you think you're a funny bitch huh?" He yells and you finished cooking. You serve him a plate and he eats while pissed off. All you can do is laugh and then you see Theo, shirtless, comes into the kitchen. "Morning." He says and sits next to pissed off Marshall. You pass Theo a plate of breakfast and you stare at both of them who are clearly sexy as fuck. Marshall finishes his breakfast and gives you a kiss on the cheek. "I'll be upstairs in the shower." He whispers into your ear. You giggle as you were cleaning the dishes. "So you like breakfast Theo?" You ask him. "It's really delicious. You're a real good cook y/n." "Awwwe thanks." You say with a smile. Theo finishes his breakfast and as he put his plate in the sink, you glance at his glistened abs and look back and keep washing the dishes. "Can you let me know when Marshall's ready to go to the set?" He says wit his (sexy) British accent. "Y-yeah sure Theo." you stutter. "Thanks y/n." He says and gives a quick hug from behind (oh i know what he thinkin...). You finish doing the dishes and go upstairs. "Aye bitch, i need help with in the shower!" You hear Marshall say from the bathroom (grown ass man can't wash himself). "Do it yourself Marshall! I need to rest a bit!" You yell back and lay in the bed on your stomach, listening to your music on your iPod and writing something in your secret notebook. Marshall finishes his shower and wraps a towel around his waist. While you were busy writing, Marshall sneaks up behind you and smacks your ass. "Marshall!" You scream and throw a pillow at him. "Got a nice ass baby." He laughs. "God you're such an asshole." "Yet you love it when hit that shit raw." He says with cocky grin on his face. "You wanna come with me and Theo to the set of the movie?" He asks you, lying in his back on the bed. "Yes of course!" You excitedly say. "Well bitch, get dressed then." "Okay!" You say and put your notebook and iPod in your nightstand drawer. Before you could change, you went to Theo's room. You knocked on his door and he opened it, you seeing him with towel around his waist (him too?!). "Uh Marshall said were going to the s-set." You stutter again. "Alright. Thanks y/n. I'm going to get dressed then." He closes the door and you walk back to your room. You go to the closet and change into Marshall's shirt, your sweatpants and Nikes. Marshall finishes dressing into his jeans and tank with an open plaid shirt. You meet the guys downstairs while they get their stuff and wait until you see Marshall run down the stairs. "I'm driving bitch!" You roll your eyes and see Theo walking down the stairs. You quickly get into the Tahoe. "alright y'all ready?" Marshall says to you and Theo. "yeah Marshall. Let's go!" You say and give him a peck on the cheek...
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Crazy In Love
FanfictionY/n lives in the low middle class neighborhood of Detroit and has been depressed for 3 years now. She's only happy when he aunt is around but she passed away. Living with her alcoholic abusive mother, things only get worse. She is in the 9th grade f...