The strong scent of fresh coffee travelled to Marko's room, waking Y/N up. She yawned and rolled out of bed, dragging the sheets with her. After wrapping herself up, she headed not quite sure where, but she just let her nose lead her the way.
Y/N ended up in the kitchen. And sure enough, Marko was standing there making some coffee, shirtless and wearing basketball shorts. His hair was messy, but just in the right way.
Y/N walked up to him and hugged him from behind, planting a smooth kiss on the back of his neck.
“Good morning, Marko.” She whispered against his soft skin.
She could feel his neck vibrating as he spoke. “Morning, love.”
Marko turned around, Y/N's arms still locked around him. “Coffee?” He asked holding a cup filled with the hot liquid.
“Yes, thank you.” Y/N smiled as he handed her the coffee.
“Did you sleep well?” Marko asked her, taking a sip of his own cup of coffee.
Y/N chuckled at his question, remembering what happened. “You really tired me out, you know? I slept like a baby.” Her words made him laugh. His throaty chuckle sounding like music to her ears.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Just as he finished the sentence, the sound of knocking filled their heads. But it didn’t come from the door, it was Ante knocking on the window. Marko walked over to the window and opened it, letting a gush of cold wind inside, making Y/N shiver. She's still wearing only a sheet.
“Aye, you dirty fucks.” Ante laughed, climbing inside.
“Good morning to you too, Ćora.” Marko answered with the same reply Y/N had in mind, just before she was able to say it. This man is great in the sack, a brilliant athlete and a mind reader? Sounds good.
“So,” Ante started with a overly excited and amused look on his face. “what did you do last night?”
Y/N laughed at him, he was acting like a little kid.
“Ćora, don’t act silly over this. We are mature.” Marko answered in his raspy morning voice.
“Yeah.” Y/N said, dragging out the word awkwardly.
Ante nodded in approval and we all stayed silent for a moment until his excitement flushed over him. “So did you do it?” His words came out fast.
Marko sighed and sat next to Y/N. “You’re such a child sometimes.”
Y/N could help but laugh at them both, they were born less than two year apart from one another but it was crystal clear which one was the adult and which one was the kid. Hint, Marko is the adult.
“Yes, Ćora. He killed my vagina." Y/N chuckled making Ante close his eyes and whisper “Yes.” in victory.
Y/N to Marko, “You’re right, he’s a big child.” Marko smiled at her comment, flashing her his toothy grin. She couldn't help but notice his flushed cheeks over the conversation about his sex life.
“You gonna get dressed or?” Ante interrupted her little stare off with Marko.
“Oh, right.” She said, coming back to reality. “Be right back.”
