Marco's Favorite Star ➵ A Collection Of Starco One Shots

One Shot #40: Cuddles

A/N: ayee, a oneshot with no absolute meaning or conflict. Just pure fluff. Im writing as much as I can before exams on mon., because starting them, it'll all be darkness.

Third Person's P.O.V.

"Marco! Come on, I'm tireed!"

Star was a girl who loved to cuddle. She'd cuddle with almost anything. Especially anything warm. She felt so at home and safe whenever she'd cuddle with something or someone, and she hated it when someone would deny her cuddles. And you know who made that grave mistake right now? None other than Marco Diaz.

"Star, come on, I'm doing our homework!" Marco said, sighing, ignoring the princess' desperate pleas. The blonde growled at him, pulling his hair relentlessly. "Marco, come on!" Marco was getting irritated. As much as he loved his princess, (which he wouldn't admit,) he felt kind of unfair, him doing the work all the time. You see, 80% of the time, Marco would do all the homework, with Star occasionally helping out. Marco would also clean up after all Star's messes, and he couldn't be bothered to follow another one of her demands.

"Star, I'm sick and tired of your demands. Do you want me to finish the homework or not?" Marco asked, his tone a tad bit filled with annoyance. Star pouted, as she held his shoulders from behind. "I want you to finish it but.." She mumbled, but Marco cut her off.

"No but's, Star. Now let me finish the freaking homework!" He snapped at her, which caught the girl off-guard. Marco sighed, finally having some peace and quiet. He continued finishing the homework, until he felt Star gripping his shoulders tightly. "Star, I told you,-" He was cut off by Star whimpering and shaking, burying her head in his shoulder, ready to cry at any moment. 

"I just wanted to cuddle.. I.. I had an argument with my mom while you were out fixing my mess.." She murmured, wet tears starting to fall from her face, starting to soak Marco's red hoodie. He suddenly felt horrible, just randomly snapping at her like that. Marco hated seeing Star cry, and he hated it even more when the reason was because of him. "I thought you'd help me feel better," She mumbled, shaking. Marco looked at her apologetically, before turning around to hug her waist, pulling her close. 

"There. You happy?"

"Mm.. Y-yeah.."

"I'm sorry I snapped at you."

"I'm sorry for demanding things from you all the time."

"I love you, Posa."

"I love you too, safe kid."