Marco x Reader ( Our bedroom )

Laying your back inside the ship's mast a chill breeze grazed your feet, reminding you of the slightly cold night in which you found yourself enduring. how dumb of you to have offered yourself on guarding the ship in your crewmate's stead, really a bad idea in all its entirety. you hugged the warm blanket that you draped your form tighter, chills running up your spine.

" you cold?"

with a start you almost felt your heart leaping out of your chest, but the familiar voice quickly made you retrieve your composure an annoyed groan escaping you as you faced the owner of the voice.

" you scared the shit out of me, Marco!"

" heh. don't take it so harsh, (your name). is that the way to speak to a commander, now-yoi?"

         if you hadnt just SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME--! 

    "  yeah, yeah ... weren't you supposed to be sleeping right now?"

a shrug of his shoulders, the blonde man just answered very nonchalantly.

      " meh, cant sleep... "

truth was he was actually checking up on you, but he'd rather keep you guessing the real reason out of fear of rejection... because you see, he had a crush on you just like you had one on him, but neither of you acted on your feelings.

covering yourself further eyes narrowed and flinching due to goosebumps caused by the cold weather, the zoan type cannot avoid but notice your obvious discomfort and sits next to you extremely close, almost close as to bump his forehead against yours; thus causing a fierce blush to adorn your cheeks.

and then, you feel arms and hands sneaking under your duvet, slowly embracing your figure and covering both of your forms in the soft comfortable fabric.

             " w-w-what are you doing?!"

        " tryin' to keep ya warm-yoi."

     "th-there are other ways to do that!!"

     " but this is the quickest."

well, you didn't have any arguments to retort with, and you had to admit he was pretty warm and this felt really comfy, but you couldn't just trust the momentum and let yourself relax on his arms, now could you?

a tiny mumbled thanks was all you could muster for the moment, giving the current position you were in, caged in Marco's arms, with the duvet covering both of you like in a ... lovers' scene.

        STOP BEATING SO LOUD, HEART!

      " (your name)."

trying to level down your levels of anxiousness, you were caught with a startle as he suddenly addressed you...

     " y-yes?" 

  " anyways, why did you volunteer to keep watch instead? are you trying to catch a cold or do you owe something to someone?"

you were not sure if he was being 100% serious at that question but you could feel a tinge of teasing in it.

   " ... i just don't want to be seen as some sort of weakling that's all. and Vista could also use some rest..."

      i don't want you to think im just some weakling who cant do something simple as this.. 

        " 's that all? you don't need to do that, (your name)..you're fine as you are-yoi ."

(e/c) hues fixed onto the commander's expression, finding yourself touched by those words yet still slightly uncertain on your own value deep down. however you didn't want to seem weak so you couldn't bring yourself  to say what was going on your head, rather resorting to a thin smile as you looked up to the night sky.