Eminem Oneshots

you had dated pt.2

You sat in the kitchen the next morning, eating some cereal and drinking coffee. Last night you went to bed quite early since you were so exhausted.

You wore the same clothes as yesterday but already planned on asking Marshall if you can borrow some of his.

After some time had passed, a tired Marshall entered the huge kitchen and gave you a soft smile when he saw you and rubbed his eyes.

"Hey", he sighted. "How're you doin?"

"I'm good. Better", you answered, watching how he took a bowl out the cupboard and filling it with cereal and milk.

He looked actually kinda cute when he was so tired. He wore grey sweatpants and a white tshirt. His hair was all over the place.

Next you watched how he grabbed a red bull from the fridge. Well, seems like he hasn't changed at all...

It was honestly crazy to think about how much time had passed. It's been almost 14 years since you were together.

Marshall just turned 50 and you could already see the first grey hairs in his beard. But somehow it made him look even more handsome.

Back then he was 36 and you 24. Now you're 38... It's crazy how time passes.

And you still dont know how to feel about the fact that you were littereally standing in your ex's kitchen... It felt so normal.

You remember how you always tried to hate him after your breakup just so you could get over him but...it never worked. You couldn't hate him. Ever.

And now Marshall was standing there, right in front of you, looking so goddamn handsome.

"You okay?", he asked slightly amused.

That made you snap out of your trance again and the fact that he caught you staring unfortunately made you blush immediately.

"Oh uh... yeah, can i borrow some of your clothes for now?", you asked awkwardly.

Marshall just grinned knowingly but then nodded. "You know where my closet is."

So you walked past him and went upstairs. You could feel his eyes following every move you made.

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Later that day you searched for Marshall and found him in the kitchen.

With his one hand he was stirring something that looked a lot like a veggie soup and with the other hand he held his phone to his ear.

He didnt noticed you joined him so you just sat down at the kitchen table, watching him.

Was he really cooking us dinner? That was so sweet.

After a few minutes he hung up so you softly said his name so you wouldn't scare him.

"Marsh", you said carefully.

That made him turn around. "Hi", he said smiling. "How're you doin?"

You shrugged. You would be lying if you'd say that you're fine. "Who was that on the phone?", you asked instead.

"I called Paul", he explained. "I told him about everything. He told me he will try to take care about this. But it might take some time."

You nodded.

"What do you need?", he simply asked.

"A hug, maybe", you shrugged.

That made him smile softly. "Come here then."

So you stood up and walked over to him. He immediately pulled you closer and wrapped his free arm around you.

You hugged him back by sneaking your arms around his waist and leaning your head against his chest.