Marjoreece Oneshots

Figured out

(Reece's pov)

"Marjorie, we've been arguing for at least three days now? Can you just let it go?" I beg.
"No I can't Reece. You were flirting with her, the same way you flirted with me when we met," Marjorie spits out at me.
"No I wasn't. You misunderstood, that is something I would never do to you, I love you. Please, I can't keep sleeping alone in an empty bed, only seeing you at work because you're staying with Charlotte."
"Reece I need the space to figure my head out. I don't know what to think anymore. I mean, of course I still love you, nothing can ever change that, I just don't know whether I can forgive you for flirting with another women, especially how it looked," she turns her head back to her computer.
"Okay." I walk over to her, moving her chin to face me. I lean down, pressing a kiss to her lips.
"I miss you. When your head is figured out, come by the house. Otherwise, I can't bear to look at you all day, not knowing if I'll hold you again. I love you Marjorie," I say, kissing her once more before walking out the office.

I climb in my car, driving out the car park, seeing Marjorie watching from the window with her fingers glazing over her lips.
I hold it together, at least until I get inside the house. Once I make it to the bed, I completely let go, the tears falling.
I miss her so much, but I'm glad that if that was the last time I ever see her, at least I got to kiss her once more.
I curl up in the bed, wishing for Marjorie to be next to me, comforting me. Unfortunately, we want the things we can't have. And I can't have her. I let my eyes close, it's probably better to sleep anyway.

(Marjorie's pov)

Reece just softly kissed my lips and then left the office. And I don't even know if that's the last time I'll see him, he said that he can't bear to look at me if he can't hold me.

All I want is nothing more than for him to hold me, to comfort me when I get upset. It's been at least three days, and it's felt like an eternity. I can't sleep, I can't sleep in an empty bed, the other side of it where it's cold instead of warm.
But I can't have that. Guess we want the things we can't have. And I can't have him.

"Marjorie!" Autumn yells from behind me, causing me to turn. "I have been calling you for ages! You've been staring out of the window for the last five minutes, your fingers on your lips. Are you going crazy? Do you need help?"
"Oh piss off Autumn." I sit back down at my desk, trying to get myself stuck into work.
"I'm sorry? Did you just tell me to piss off? What is wrong with you? Get your head out of your arse Marjorie," she slams her hands on my desk.
"You don't know anything. I haven't slept in days, coffee doesn't even do anything anymore. I can't even piece together a formal sentence on any of my emails. I can't do anything, I can't eat properly. You don't get it!" I snap at her, and she looks taken aback.
"I don't get what? Okay maybe you haven't slept or eaten properly, maybe you're tired. But why? You won't speak to anyone who asks, you won't even talk to Char! Does Reece know?" Her cold demeanour dropped, and she was talking softly.
"No! Reece doesn't know! I don't know what Reece knows anymore! I haven't seen him in at least 3 days, unless it's at work. I can't sleep because he's not next to me, I feel lost without him okay? But I don't know what to say to him, because I started this. All because I was jealous. I thought he was flirting with her, but why would he? He's so sweet. He's so loving. I got jealous because someone else was flirting with him. God I miss him! But I'm so stupid and I let this go on for so long and I pushed him away. And I don't know if he wants me anymore!" I break down in tears.

"Marjorie," Autumn says softly, walking around my desk and crouching in front of my chair, "I'm sorry for being rude. That was my problem. I'm sorry you're going through whatever that is with Reece. I'm sure Reece does miss you, and he wants you. You clearly didn't communicate properly. I think you need to just go talk to him. He loves you, you love him. Just go home and talk to him."
"But what if-?"
"No Marjorie. Just go talk to him," she cuts me off before I can spiral.
"Okay. I'm going," I sniffle, grabbing my stuff and leaving the office, making a b-line for my car.

The drive feels like forever. I just want to get home, before Reece decides he's done, and moves on. I can't have him move on, I need him like the air I breathe. I love him with my body, heart and soul, to death.
After what feels like hours of me driving alone with my thoughts, I finally pull up at the house. It felt weird, in a comforting way. I hadn't been here in at least 3 days, and I hated it. I wanted to come here every minute of every hour. But I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Until now. It's my last chance to get Reece back. And Autumn talked the sense into me.
I unlock the door with my keys, stepping through into an empty house.
Well it seemed empty, I mean obviously there is furniture everywhere, pictures hung up on the wall of us, things just scattered everywhere in a messy but organised way. But it was also an empty feeling downstairs, no lights are on, no movement.

I slowly climb the stairs, running my fingers over the smooth handrail, just keeping myself at peace.
I head for the main bedroom, seeing the door was half open, a dim light coming from the crack.
"Reece?" I call out softly, pushing the door fully open and walking into the room.
I smile to myself when I see my blonde in the bed, sleeping peacefully. My smile fades slightly when I move closer. He starts tossing and turning, and I can see the bags under his eyes and his eyes appear puffy and red. His hair is all messed up, and he can't seem to settle.

I quickly discard my jacket and shoes to the floor, climbing into the bed beside him. When he turns back around to face me, I pull him closer to me. His head immediately rests by my shoulder, and he takes a deep breath. I feel his body instantly relax as he exhales, and he seems to finally settle.
"I'm here baby. I'm here, have some rest, I think you need it. I love you," I whisper into his ear, gently running my hands through his hair.
I feel myself relax at this familiar feeling. I feel my eyes closing slowly, and for the first time in days, I feel myself fall into a peaceful sleep.

(Reece's pov)

I wake slowly in the bed, the realisation slowly hitting. I had actually managed to sleep for the first time in days. Which is weird, because I can never sleep without her.
My thoughts are abruptly interrupted when I feel an arm fall onto my chest, making me wince slightly in pain at the force. I look next to me and see Marjorie lying there, fast asleep.
That's why I managed to sleep. I laugh to myself, her arm coming down on my chest was probably when she adjusted herself in bed, and now she's lying on her front, one arm over my chest, her having to be touching me in one way or another.

"Ughhhh," I hear groaning coming from her, watching as her eyes slowly flutter open.
She gasps when she realises where she is, but I don't think she knows I'm awake. "Oh Reece, I'm sorry. I love you," she whispers, cuddling up into my side.
"I'm sorry too. I love you," I whisper back, making her jump.
"You're awake?" she sits up.
"Have been for the past 10 minutes. Your head all sorted then?" I laugh, earning me a playfully slap to my chest.
"Not cool. I was torn, I didn't know if you would change your mind about me, if you still loved me like you said you did. What if you were just saying that but you had already made up your mind? I didn't know, and my brain was only spiralling. Your sister was the one who pulled me out of that, and I came running here. I missed you so much, I couldn't sleep or eat without you. But I was too scared to say anything to you. I'm sorry I just assumed you would have flirted and cheated like that. I clearly know nothing about you. I understand if this is the end of you and me," Marjorie almost panics when she's talking, well I know she was panicking, because she got up off the bed and was pacing around the bedroom.

I just smile and shake my head, pulling myself up and out of bed. I walk over to her, my hand instinctively going to the small of her back and the other one to her cheek. I pull her in for a kiss, which I feel her completely melt into.
"Sorry you were just talking so much, and I really needed to kiss you," I slightly laugh, finally hearing her giggle as well.
"I was talking a lot wasn't I? I did mean it all though."
"I know you did. But I promise you my feelings haven't changed. I'm still madly in love with you. We just need to get better at communicating these things don't we? But that's something we can work on, and we will work on it. But for now, let's just put it in the past, and focus on right now," I say to her, pulling her in for another kiss, her hands going into my head and pulling me closer. After days of not seeing her, this is all I need. Everything feels figured out now.