Martin Garrix Imagines

Handprint

It's June and currently you are in Ibiza.
Martin just had his first show at the Ushuaïa yesterday. Before flying to Sweden, you and Martin decide to spend a nice day on the beach of Formentera.

*Saturday, Formentera, 2PM*
"Come, Y/N! Let's jump in the water.", Martin calls you.
"No, the water is so cold.", you whine and grip the rail of the boat.
"Come Y/N! The water is great.", Louis tells, who is already in the water.
Suddenly Martin grabs you by your waist and carries you to the edge of the boat, you squeak in protest.
"And Bye!", Martin laughs and lets you plump in the sea.
Screaming you fall in the crystal clear water, coughing you try to gasp for air.
"Fuck you Martijn!", you yell, making Martin and the entire crew laugh.
"And now cannonball!", Martin announces and jumps into the water, splashing you and Louis.

Martin arises from the water and swims towards you.
"Are you still mad?", he asks with a smirk.
"Yes and as punishment you will carry me now piggyback.", you say and climb onto him.
"So I am your dolphin?"
"You are my donkey.", you tease him.
"Have you ever seen a donkey in the water?", he asks raising a brow.
"No, but dolphins are too cute. You are more like a donkey.", you answer, making Louis laugh.
"Take this!", he counters with a smile and pushes you off him as revenge.
You fall in the water, but you manage to grab Martin's shoulders and you press him underwater. Though you try to keep him underwater he manages to come out again.
"You little badass!", Martin coughs and splashes you with water, directly in your face.
"Okay now you are even with me.", you say and swim to him.
"Have I told you that this bikini looks really good on you?", he whispers in your ear, you can imagine a dirty smirk on his lips.
"No, but thanks.", you chuckle and cup his face.
You lock eye contact with Martin, it feels like nothing around you matters. There is only you and him.
As your lips are only some inches from his ones separated, you hear loud whistles.
"Wooowooow lovebirds!", Louis and Emilio scream with a high pitched voice.
"Oh fuck you guys!", Martin responds and takes you by your hand.
"Let's swim to the island.", he proposes and you nod in response.

It doesn't take you long to get out of the water, since the boat is close to the island and you already left your stuff on the beach.
Hand in hand you two walk to the place, where you left your bath towels. It's a lovely place, it almost feels like paradise. There is nobody except you two, the perfect place to spend some time together.

You lay down on your towel, trying to get a nice tan. Suddenly you feel something heavy laying on you, hiding the sun from you.
In shock you open your eyes to find Martin lying on top of you.
"Martijn, the fuck get off me.", you moan and try to shove him off you.
"Don't you want to cuddle with me?", he asks, pretending to be huffy.
"You are stupid.", you chuckle and peck his lips. Before you manage to push him off you he connects his lips with yours and kisses you passionately. With your eyes closed you feel his hand on your hip, slowly he makes his way up to your breast. You wrap your arms around his neck, luckily there is no one who could see you making out.

After a while you struggle to breath, that's why you push Martin off you and bend over him.
"Will you help me with applying the sunlotion?", he asks and gets the sunlotion.
"Yeah sure. Lay down and relax.", you whisper in his ear, making a dirty smirk form on his lips.
With the sunlotion in your hand you sit on top of Martin and start putting sunlotion on his chest. Slowly you make your way down to his belly, moving your hand in slow circular motions.
Once you are done you put a small amout of sunlotion on his nose, making him open his eyes.
"You look like a lifeguard now.", you comment.
"But I am sexier than David Hasselhoff.", he tells with a dirty glance.
"You are a sexy donkey.", you tease him.
"You are-", Martin starts, but you crush your lips on his, stopping him from ranting.
"Don't take this serious.", you laugh at him being so huffy.
"I am sexy and I know it.", he sings, making you laugh.
"Just turn around and lay on your stomach, so that I can apply the sunlotion.", you tell him and get off him.
After he lied on his stomach you sit on him again and start applying the lotion on his shoulders. You massage his shoulders, making him moan quietly.
"This is so good. Please continue.", he sighs with a smile.
You massage him for a while, then you apply the rest of the sunlotion on his back.
Tired you get off him and lay on your towel.

"Martijn, can you give me the water bottle?", you ask, but you don't receive an answer.
"Martijn?", you open your eyes to find Martin being asleep. His face is turned to your side, the sight of him makes you chuckle.
He looks like a baby.
Quietly you get up and take the water bottle, drinking a little bit.
After putting the bottle in the bag you lie down on your towel again.
For a while you just watch Martin sleeping peacefully and caress his back gently.
The silence and the sound of waves colliding the with the sand makes your eyelids fall every now and then.
Before you realize it you have fallen asleep.

*Same day, Ibiza, 19:38*
"I told you that you will get a sunburn, if you don't apply more sunlotion.", you comment, putting an after sun lotion on Martin's back.
"Ouch, you are so rough. This hurts like hell.", Martin moans.
"Stay still, I have to apply the after sun lotion.", you try to say calmly, but you fail and start laughing.
"Why are you laughing. This is not funny.", he whines pissed, but you continue laughing.

It's not the sunburn that makes you laugh, it's more what the sunburn looks like.
While you were sleeping you had your hand placed on Martin's back, what left a handprint on his back. Every part of his skin is red except the part where your hand was placed.
You are embarrassed that this happened, but still you have to laugh at the handprint.

"Y/N, what is so funny?", Martin moans bugged.
"It's nothing.", you answer, trying to hold in your laughter.
"Oh my god, dude what is that?!", you hear Louis and Emilio asking, bursting out laughing.
"What is what?", Martin wonders.
"Looks like somebody slapped you hard."
"What? Y/N, tell me what's going on."
Embarrassed you put the after sun lotion on the table.
"Okay...I will tell you, but please don't kill me.", you sigh.
"Just tell me."
"When we fell asleep on the beach, I put my hand on your back and now there is a handprint on your back.", you say and start laughing again.
"Show it to me. I want to see it.", Martin asks you.
"I will take a picture.", you say and take a picture of Martin's special sun tattoo.

"I mean it's ridiculous, but it will go away if you lay a little bit in the sun.", you try to cheer him up while showing him the picture.
"Well thanks a lot. But at least it's your handprint, otherwise we would fight about which girl was laying with me on the beach."
"Right. At least the handprint is not on your face. You can hide it by wearing a t-shirt."
"Right, but somehow I like it. It's extraordinary.", he states, making you smile.