Marjoreece Oneshots

I need you

A/N: sorry for not updating for the past two days, I have been in london and got back late and tired, so apologies and hope this one makes up for it

Tw: small mention of eating disorders

(Reece's pov)

I'm in my happy place. I'm sitting on the sofa, in the house I share with my girlfriend. I'm sitting next to my girlfriend, who is cuddling up into my side, and we are watching her favourite show, it's not my cup of tea but it makes her happy and that's all I care about.

"Reece?" she says, pausing the tv, placing a hand on my chest as she looks up at me, giving me a gentle smile.

"Yes gorgeous?" I reply, waiting for her question. "Do you want kids?" she asks, not taking her eyes of my face, looking for a visible reaction. I'm not sure what to say, my upbringing wasn't great, and I've never given it any thought, seeing as me and Mia were never going to settle down together. "Sorry my love, I didn't mean to... forget I said anything." Marjorie blurts out, removing her hand from my chest, and looking back at the tv, unpausing it.

I want so desperately to say something, and talk to her about it, but I can't, my body and mind aren't letting me. I would love nothing more than to have a family with her, she'd make the best mum in the world, I guess I'm too scared. What if I turn out to be more like my dad than I thought?

(Marjorie's pov)

It was stupid. I shouldn't have asked him that. Who even knew if we would last long term, and even then would I want to be a mum? Reece would make an awesome dad, he would be the opposite to Roger, the dad he always wanted when he was young, but would I even be a good mum? What if I turn out like my mum?

I'm now just staring at the tv, I can't even take in what's happening on screen, I'm so distracted by my thoughts. Reece hasn't moved an inch, just relaxed his hold on me, to the point where he is barely even touching me. I have done it, Marjorie you are so stupid, you have probably just ended your only good relationship, I thought. I need to get out of here, get some air. I stand up, turning to face Reece who has now looked up at me confused, "I'm just going to go for a drive, just to Charlotte's house, I'll be back in less than an hour", I say to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek and leaving. I message Char, just to warn her that I'm coming.

By the time I'm there, she has opened up the front door. I walk over to her and hug her, all I need is someone to hug. She holds me, then I let go and walk into her house, settling myself on the sofa.

"Marjorie?", she asks, now sat next to me, "What's happened?" she asks, grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze. "Well, me and Reece were just sat cuddling on the sofa watching tv, then I stupidly asked him if he wanted kids." I start to explain, and Char just nods along, "and well, he didn't respond, he looked almost terrified at the question, so I told him to forget it and I went back to watching tv and then he stopped cuddling me, so I left to give him some time to process, now he won't open up to me, and I know he didn't have a great childhood but how bad was it, I know he has his Friday sessions with you." I finish, looking at Char as she processes all the information.

"I mean, I can't tell you everything in detail as it's not my place, but it was pretty rough." she starts, "Roger was the furthest thing away from a father. He would drink a lot, and become abusive, both physically and verbally, Reece would get the brunt of it as he always protected Autumn, especially after their mother left. We both know how Roger caused Reece's eating disorder, and how that still affects him today," to which I nod, Reece is open to me about it and how he still struggles with it, "so if I were to add my opinion in here, I think Reece is probably scared he will turn into his father, something he has fought his whole life not to be like." she ends, gently squeezing my hands.

I'm processing all the information, and now I realise, me and Reece both have the same fear, of turning into our parents. I need to talk to him, but he needs time to process it all I guess. "Thanks Char, we are really lucky to have you as our friend, you are always here for us." I say squeezing her hand and giving her a smile. "On a different note, how are things with you and Mia?" I say as we get into a conversation on how things are moving her end.

After a while, our conversation comes to an end so I decide now is the time to make a move. "As much as I could talk to you for days, I need to be off on my way home now, but really," I say and pull her into a hug, "Thanks Char, for being here for me." I whisper into her ear, before getting up, and leaving her house.

As I'm climbing into the car, I hear my phone buzz, Reece has messaged. I take a deep breath, preparing for either best case scenario or worst case scenario.

Reece - Hey gorgeous, please come home. I need you xx

That isn't what I was expecting. Now I'm over my initial worries, a new worry makes its way, is he ok? Why does he need me, what has happened whilst I've been out? I shoot him a message and get on my way home.

Marjorie - Okay my love, I'm on my way now, hang tight xx

(Reece's pov)

I need Marjorie home. I bet she thinks I don't want her anymore, but I do, she's all I want. And I do want a family, I just needed some time to process, which I'm thankful she knows me so well to let me have that time. But now my thoughts are spiralling and are all over the place, she's the only one who stops them, I need her.

My thoughts are interrupted by the door slamming shut. I turn my head quickly, to see Marjorie taking her shoes off and placing her keys and phone down. I practically jump off the sofa, running to her and pulling her in for a hug, to which I'm happy to feel her reciprocate.

After a few moments, I relax my grip, moving my hands from her waist up to her face, holding either side and crashing my lips into hers. Her arms snake their way around my neck, allowing her to kiss back just as deeply, eventually pulling away for air. I look at her and smile, thankful to watch a smile slowly creep onto her face too as I pick her up and carry her to the sofa, sitting down with her sitting in my lap.

"Marjorie, I'm sorry. Your question shocked me at first, I wasn't sure where it came from or what to say to it," I started, as she tried to open her lips to speak, I press a finger against them and shake my head, "No let me speak.", to which she just nods, "I want a family with you, desperately, you would make the most amazing mother, and I know you will be scared you'll end up being your mum, but you won't, you are nothing like her. And I'm nothing like my dad, which is why I'll never become him, which is a fear of mine. But I think with you by my side, that would never happen, and we would have the most gorgeous kids." I end my speech by pulling her in for another kiss, this time more gentle.

She breaks the kiss, and leans back, "Reece Knight, you are the most amazing man I have ever met. You are right, you are nothing like your father, in fact you are the complete opposite. And with you by my side, I would never and could never be like my mum. To have a family with you is a dream of mine, I love you." she says, gently pecking my lips. "Oh Marjorie, I love you too" I reply, connecting us in a kiss.