Runaways | Mark Hoffman x Reader (SAW)

Interruption (!!)

Chapter 12
Interruption

It's been 6 months.
Not long after your hospital visit, you and Mark had a meeting with John, updating you both on what happened with Eric Matthews and the Nerve Gas House, and what will be happening next. He had not given you names, but he did explain what the next test will be, you've both occasionally gone to assist with the build of the tests, but you personally haven't been heavily involved as of yet, you've mainly been assisting with John's health, with his rapidly declining you was needed more with John. This caused some jealously with Amanda, Mark warning you to keep your distance from her.

As for you and Mark? He hasn't left your side if it could be helped, after the 'disappearance' of Eric Matthews, he had been needed more at the office, and he was needed to assist in the build of the new tests. You've been swapping weeks of who's house you guys stayed at. Infact you preferred his house to your appartment, you found you could entertain yourself more while alone at his house. Your now 6 months clean of no alcohol.

"[Y/N]! I'm back!" You heard Mark from the front door, who made his way into the kitchen. You leap from the couch, throwing the remote down. You ran to the kitchen to the greet him.

"Your back late." You say as you greet eachother with a hug.

"Yeah sorry about that, we found Detective Kerrys body."

"Oh shit really?" You let go of eachothsr as Mark takes off his coat and blazer.

"Yeah, you wouldn't believe it."

"Why? What happened to her?" You tilt your head.

"She was put in a Jigsaw Trap."

"What?" You looked confused.

"I had no idea about this trap. It was unescapable."

"Sorry what? Unescapable? John wouldn't-"

"Exactly. See why its weird?" Your eye wonders.

"Who could've done that?" You both pause for a moment.

"Amanda. It must've been. And to make things worse there's a new detective on the case, Peter Strahm."

"How does that make it worse?"

"He thinks there's more then Amanda working with John. He's onto something, so I'd be extra careful." He looks at you. You nod.

"I'll be fine, it's not like I'm out and about much anyway." He smiles.

"Anyway, I got us your favourite take out." He points to the bag sat on the kitchen table. You smile and jump slightly.

"A [F/F?!" He nods laughing at your excitement. You both set out all the food and take it to the living room, bringing in some of your favourite drinks. You stick on a movie, specifically a horror.

You finished your dinner, cleaning up after yourselves, you snuggled into Marks side with his arm around you as you finished the movie. After it was finished, Mark turned off the TV. "It's late, I'm heading to bed." He says. You yawn.

"I'm coming too, I'm pretty damn tired." You both went upstairs. You changed into a baggy t shirt like normal for bed, you come back into the bedroom, Mark was still sat on the bed in his uniform. "You okay? You look like your lost in space?" You giggle as you put away your clothes, being at eachothers places all the time meant you both had your own draws of clothes and essentials to save the worry of bringing a bag. Marks stands up, walking to you. You turn around not realising he's there, bumping into his chest. He smiles then wraps his arms around your waist.

"I'm fine, just been thinking about us." You wrap your arms around his neck, locking eye contact with him.

"Us, huh?" He nods, pulling you closer. Now you think about it, neither of you ever asked the big question to make it official, you definitely acted like a couple, however you also never did more then a occasional kiss and friendly hug. He leans in closer to your face, being barely inches away from your lips. His eyes softened.

"You know I want more then what we are currently, [Y/N]. I want you to be mine." He whispered to you, you smirked.

"I was yours from the beginning." You whispered back. He gave a evil smirk.

It's happening.

"If that's the case..." He picks you up, you wrap your legs around his waist giggling. He places you on the bed, climbing onto of you. "...then you won't mind us going further, correct?" You smile, your arms still around his neck, one hand tangled in the back of his hair. You nod, Mark instantly slamming his lips onto yours, you retuning it. One of his hands travel from your waist, to up your tshirt, rubbing your sides. The kiss deepens as Mark lifts your shirt more, starting to reach the back of your bra. You travel from his shoulders to his chest, starting to unbutton his shirt. You part from the kiss, you both catching your breath. He smiles down at you, "your just as gorgeous as the day I met you." You giggle, kissing him once more. He sits up to remove your tshirt, leaving you in just your bra and underwear. He eyes you up and down, his finger tracing the scars on your thigh. You finish the last button his shirt, leaving it open to see his bare chest. He leans in once more, placing a kiss on your lips, then travelling to your neck.

His phone goes off, ringing. You both ignore it. He reaches for the back of your bra. Phone ringing again. He unclips your bra, his actions becoming harsher in frustration.

It rings for a third time, he removes himself from you, growling slightly in frustration, he picks up his phone from the bedside table, about to turn it on silent.

"Fuck sake. It's John." He sits up, still sat between your legs, you sit up slightly, holding onto your bra so it doesn't slip off.

"John?" You question. Mark sighs deeply before answering it.

"John, nows not the ti-" Mark pauses. "Right... right okay. Yeah she's with me." He looks at you then to the side. "Be there soon." He ends the call, tossing his phone to the side. He sighs then looks at you. "John wants us there. He says it's a emergancy." You nod, with slight disappointment in your eyes. He pulls you in for a tight hug. "We'll finish this as soon as we get the chance, afterall, you are mine now." He whispers into your ear before placing a kiss on your head, then getting off the bed, buttoning up his shirt. You clip your bra back on before getting off too, getting changed. You put on some low rise jeans, which were baggy at the bottom, and a tight white tank top, which was a little short on the stomach. You pick up a [F/C] zip up jacket.

What a way to interrupt a moment.

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[Finally back WOOHOO sorry this chapter is a bit shorter then usual and that it was a bit interrupted🤭, back to daily chapters now until the weekend yet again.]