Eminem Oneshots

Your toddler is obsessed with Marshall pt.3

"Y/n?", you heard a familiar voice bring you back to reality. "Y/n, are you even listening?"

"Huh?", you asked, blinking at your favorite coworker a few times.

"Y/n, what's wrong? I've been talking to you for a whole five minutes and you weren't even listening?!", she asked confused.

"Sorry, I spaced out", you sighed. "I'm a little tired today, that's all. I'm sorry."

"It's okay", she said softly. "I'll head back to my office."

You simply nodded before your thoughts drifted away again...

You weren't tired, you were just thinking a whole lot about Marshall.

Two days ago, you've spent the evening at his house. With Iris. After a while she had fallen asleep and Marshall had picked her up carefully and brought her into what he told me was Hailie's old room so she could sleep and we wouldn't wake her up. Then you and Marshall simply sat down on the huge couch in the living room again and continued talking about literally everything. He also told you a lot about himself.

But now you couldn't stop thinking about the man that carried your daughter to your car and gave you a tight hug before you got into the car as well. The man who told you he wants to see you again soon before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

So on your lunch break you decided to go for a little walk in the park to distract yourself a little.

But it didn't help at all so eventually you decided to call Marshall.

"Y/n? That you?", you hers his smooth voice ask.

"U-hu", you nodded. "Hi, Marshall."

"Hi, how're you doin', sweetie?", he asked easily.

"Good", you smiled and sat down on a nearby bench. "You?"

"I'm good, why're you calling?", he asked softly. "Everything okay?"

"It's nothing", you shrugged. "I was just thinking about you...and I'm on my lunch break so I thought I'd call you."

You talked for a while and it felt good to hear his voice.

"Marshall, I need to get back to work. But do you wanna come over to my house tonight for dinner? I'm making Fajitas and mexican rice", you asked him.

"Sure", he nodded surprised. "You really want me to come over?"t

"No, I'm just pretending", you giggled, jokingly. "Of course I want you to, Marshall. Will you come over at around six?"

"Sure", he said again, genuinely sounding happy. "I'll be there. Thanks for the invite."

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You had just finished making the food when the doorbell rang. It had to be Marshall so you went to open it.

"Hi", you said happily and instantly went for a hug. You loved hugging this man. He smelled so amazing all the time and gave the best hugs. You already knew that when he first hugged you.

"Hey", he smiled and pressed a kiss to your cheeks. "You good?"

"U-hu", you nodded before pulling away again. "Come in."

It was the first time he's been at your place so you were actually kinda nervous. You looked at him for a moment, taking him in. He was wearing some black jeans and a gray long sleeve shirt that was basically skin tight and showed the outlines of his muscular arms and chest as well as his little belly. He looked so freaking handsome.

But that was when you heard little steps behind you and Iris started squeaking. "Marshall!"

"Hi, buddy", Marshall smiled. Iris instantly went to hug one of Marshalls legs.