More than a dream come true- M.G

Chapter 14- Unmasked

The next morning came too soon, sunlight streaming through the thin hotel curtains, nudging me awake.

I stirred, groaning softly as the sunlight hit my face. I tried to bury myself deeper into Martinus' chest, but was already awake, gently rubbing my back.

"Morning beautiful."- he murmured, his voice still raspy with sleep.

"Morning."- I mumbled into his chest, not ready to fully wake up yet. His steady heartbeat beneath my ear was so comfortable that I could easily stay like this forever.

"We need to get up soon. Our flight back to Malmö is in a few hours."- he reminded me, though he didn't make any move to get out of bed.

I groaned again, finally opening my eyes and looking up at him. "Can't we just stay here forever?".

"As tempting as that sounds, we've got stuff to do."- he laughed softly, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

I sighed, knowing he was right. I slowly sat up. He watched me with that soft smile of his, making it even harder to pull myself away from him. We both got up reluctantly, taking turns in the bathroom to freshen up.

Martinus insisted on carrying both our suitcases again as we checked out of the hotel. I walked next to him, our hands brushing every few steps, which only made me smile. It was such a simple, sweet gesture, but those were the moments that made me fall for him even more.

Since Marcus was with Nora, he met us in the airport at the gate, looking a little too perky for this time of the morning. "Ready to head back?"- he asked, giving me a knowing smile.

"Yeah, but I'm not ready for the early flight."- I replied, yawning.

"Don't worry, you can sleep on the plane."- Martinus said, wrapping an arm around me as we boarded. I leaned into him, already feeling the weight of the previous night's partying hit me.

Once we were seated, Marcus shot Martinus a teasing glance. "So, you guys sleep well?" I rolled my eyes, knowing where this was headed. "Marcus, please."

"Yeah, we slept well. You and Nora?"- Martinus chuckled. "Wouldn't you like to know."- Marcus grinned.

We all laughed and soon enough, I drifted off, resting my head on Martinus' shoulder as the plane took off.

***

Back in Malmö, we barely had time to drop our bags off at the hotel before the next event began. There was a small charity concert happening just down the street from the Eurovision arena and Marcus and Martinus were participating.

I had some work to catch up on, so I decided to stay behind a bit, editing the interviews I had done earlier this week. I was sitting in a room, working by myself.

Suddenly, I feel a pair of hands on my shoulders, and before I could react, soft lips pressed against the back of my neck. I gasped, my heart skipping a beat until I heard that familiar chuckle.

"Hey."- Martinus whispered, his breath warm against my skin. "What are you working on?"

I turned, finding his face just inches away from mine. "Just editing."- I said, smiling up to him.

"How's it going?"- he asked, leaning down to press another kiss on my neck, sending a shiver through me.

"It was going fine until you distracted me."- I teased, turning back to my laptop, though I could hardly focus now with him this close.
"Well, I'm off to perform at the charity event, Wish me luck?"- he grinned, straightening up.