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I lay my head back as the hot water ran down my body, relaxing as it eased my muscles and loosened up some of the stress and tension that had been building up throughout the day. I squirted some shampoo into my hands and ran it through my hair, ruffling it to get right to the roots of my hair. I ducked my head under and washed the suds off, frowning as I heard the noise of the front door. There was a bit of banging which first of all was concerning, but I soon learned it was just Mark as he shouted out a few curse words as he shouted at the table which he had just stubbed his toe on. I held back the laughter as I listened to him continuing to talk to the furniture, which included the shower curtain that was hiding my body.
"Hello curtain, can you tell my honey I'm home?" He slurred, I rolled my eyes as I watched his shadow sway a little.
"Mark?" I questioned, watching his hands reach out to the curtain,
"Honey, I want to see you." My eyes widened as Mark grabbed the curtain and attempted to yank it back, I squealed and hid behind it, trying with all my might to push it back again.
"Mark! I'm in the shower! You can't just come in here!" I proclaimed, not letting go of the curtain.
"Just let me in baby, we need to talk." I pinched the bridge of my nose with my free hand.
"We'll talk when I'm clothed."
"It doesn't matter whether you're naked or not, I'll still love you the same." He giggled, releasing the curtain.
"Oh my - that's not what I meant. Just hand me a towel please?" I watched as he walked away and sighed with relief, this man was so hard to control when he's tipsy. I waited for him to return but shrieked like a girl when he stepped into the shower with me, giggling as he eyed me up and down. I ripped the towel from him and turned away,
"Mark! Get out, what are you doing?" He began squealing too and laughing at me trying to wrap the towel around my waist,
"I can see your pe-"
"NO!" I shouted, attempting to push him out of the shower. Instead, he thought this was a game so he began laughing and attempting to tickle me.
"Mark, stop, now." I demanded, he bit his lip and smiled at me.
"Yes daddy." My eyes widened and I punched him in the shoulder,
"No. Never daddy. Don't ever say that again. Now out." I said, stepping out and pulling him with me. He trailed behind me chuckling away at himself,
"My clothes are sticking to me," I heard him moan behind me,
"You got in the shower fully clothed, no surprise." He ran past me and into the bedroom,
"Strip off and put these on." I instructed, chucking him a pair of sweats. He peeled off his wet clothes as I dug around for my sweats, dropping my towel quickly and pulling them on over my boxers.
I turned around to look for Mark and jumped a little at his closeness, his hand snaked around my waist and pulled me into him.
"What - what are you doing?" I gulped, he began peppering my collarbone with kisses. I closed my eyes and melted into his lips, gasping as he nibbled a little on the area.
"Marky, people are going to see this in videos." I grumbled, attempting to push him off me. He completely ignored me, however, so I placed a finger under his chin and lifted his head so we were at eye level. His eyes locked onto mine as I leant in and pressed a kiss to his lips, rolling my eyes slightly at the strong taste of alcohol in his mouth.
"I love you so much," he mumbled, smiling into the kiss.
"I love you too sweetie." I smirked, he walked backwards and pulled me onto his lap, gripping onto my bum as he deepened the kiss. My hands explored his chest before tugging slightly at his hair, the kiss getting more and more heated. Mark moved his lips back to my neck and continued to nibble on the previous spot, I really wanted to stop him because this was going to be hard to hide in videos, but I was enjoying it a little too much to control him.
"Can we?" He said, tugging at the waistband of my boxers. I shook my head,
"No, not whilst you're drunk baby." He looked up at me and pouted,
"But I want to." I shook my head again, laughing at his attempt at puppy dog eyes.
"What if I call you daddy again? Will that work?" I flicked his ear before climbing off him,
"Definitely not Marky." He sighed and shuffled backwards to the top of the bed, slipping his sweats off and getting under the covers.
"At least let me spoon you princess." Oddly, my cheeks flushed at the new found nickname.
"I'm not that feminine." I grumbled, clambering into bed and removing my sweats.
"No, but you're my princess because I have to treat you like royalty." He grinned, pulling me into his arm,
"Why am I not a prince?"
"Because you're cute so princess fits you, now go to sleep love."
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I shot up when I heard a bang on the door, unlatching myself from Mark's grip and pulling some sweats and a hoodie on. I rushed out of the bedroom and to the front door, yanking it open and fixing my hair.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you, I just got told you live here and I really wanted to see you whilst I was in America because I'm leaving to fly to Finland today and I ju-" I placed my hand out to shush her.
"I'm sorry but I'm not going to get a picture with you or sign anything, this, here," I said, pointing back and forth between us, "is a complete invasion of privacy." She looked up at me and scrunched her nose,
"Not just one picture? I have to get a flight." I shrugged,
"I'm sorry, I can't be encouraging this." I said goodbye to her, shutting the door and ignoring the little hint of guilt I was feeling. I was right though, I can't be encouraging people to knock on the door, our privacy is important. I walk back into the bedroom and force a smile at Mark who was now awake.
"My head feels like it's been stomped on by about fifteen rugby players." He grumbled, holding onto his forehead and sighing.
"I'll get you some tablets." I said, walking to the bedside table and chucking him over some tablets. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, bringing it back to him and giving him a little kiss.
"Who was at the door?"
"A viewer." He shook his head,
"This is getting ridiculous now." I nodded in agreement,
"We need to put a video up or something." We both made ourselves look presentable before sitting down in Mark's recording room and explaining the situation.
"We're going to PAX guys so there will be an opportunity for you to meet us there, but coming to our house and invading our privacy is not what we're here for. It's rude, disrespectful and a real big invasion. Please stop."
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