Hold Me

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Pairing: Marc Spector x GN reader
Desc: After a long day, what do you truly need?
Warning: angst, sadness, family feud and fluff.
A/n: it's been....yeah- Clouds
Word count: 526

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      You climbed up the stairs instead of taking the elevator this time. You wanted to feel that you still had a heart after such a gut wrenching day. But climbing up 8 flight of stairs still made you feel numb. The only physical thing that you could feel was how soaked your shoes felt and how heavy your soul was. You finally reached to your boy's apartment. You took out the key, and opened the door. The soft and warm room welcomed you, but the boys weren't home. Thankfully. You dropped your bag and other belongings on the floor, not worrying if anything is was going to be broken. You removed your shoes, walked over to the bed. You saw that Gus the II had food, so you didn't have to worry about that. You climbed into bed, drenched in rain. But you couldn't feel a damn thing. All you could do was curl into a ball, and allow streams of tears flow out of your eyes as vile words and moments repeated in your mind. Not knowing how long you spent curled up the bed, the boys finally arrived home. They called out for your name but you couldn't talk. Your throat felt dry and tight, and you didnt have the energy to move. Marc placed his spare of keys on the table and saw you laying on the bed. March rushed over, as he touched you he could feel your body shivering. Marc grabbed you and placed you into his lap "Baby, are you hurt, what's wrong?" You knew that Jake was asking.  But all you could do was silently cry and sniffle. "Did a stranger hurt you?" Jake just wanted to make double sure.  You shook your head. Marc paused for a moment "Was it work?" You knew that was a question Steven would ask. But Marc gulped as he whispered "Was it your family?" that's when you cried out and held onto his body. Marc feared that was the correct answer, he then said "We have to change you out of these clothing, okay? I don't want you getting sick". You nodded your head as Marc quickly went to his closet and grabbed a pair of sweatpants,  a long t-shirt and your comfort hoodie that belonged to them. He softly removed your clothing and placed the fresh warm one on you. Marc sat back in the bed, and held your face in his palms. Your eyes were puffy and your nose was red "I love you. We love you, and we adore you. No matter what.  Okay? We are not going anywhere". More tears came out as Marc pulled you closer to him and laid back down with you. You whispered something inaudible, Marc then asked "What is it baby, what do you need Y/n?" You croaked out with your voice breaking "Can you please hold me and don't let go? Please I can't-" Marc pulled you into his chest. "If you need anything else, let us know, you aren't a bother. I promise you". You hid your face into his chest as he messaged your back softly. No matter what day it was, the boys would always stick by your side. Through thick and thin.
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