||Club Camp Camp|| Max X Reader

~Morning w/ Max~

Holy FUCK.

My legs hurt so fucking badly.

But Max's arms around me feel so good. I gripped him tightly, biting my lip. "Heheh... Morning~" I said softly, noticing his eyes were open and staring down at me.

"It's 12 in the afternoon, dip shit." He said, smirking. I gasped and shot up. "Holy SHIT really?!" I said, looking at the clock.

At least it was Saturday.

"Well... Let's do something today I guess." I said, looking down at myself. "Right after I take a shower."

I stretched and grabbed some gucci clothes, consisting of a t-shirt and jean shorts.

"Stay up here. My parental guardian doesn't come up here on the weekends so you'll be fine."

"Why don't you let me shower with your hot ass~" Max said.

"I don't see that happening anytime soon." I rolled my eyes and opened the door to my room, closing it and heading to the bathroom.

As I turned it on, I began to undress. I got a good look at myself in the mirror and almost had a heart attack.

I had a LOT of hickeys. And bruises on my thighs. And ass. DAMN.

Good thing I got concealer. I hopped in the shower and washed as much sin as I could off of me.

Once I got out, I dried off and put on my Gucci clothes, tip toeing back up to my room and swiftly opened the door.

"MaxYouHaveToHelpMe!" I said in one sentence.

"What the fuck is it babygirl?" He asked, sitting up and noticing the marks.

"Fuck, did I do that?" He said, sounding impressed with his work.

"Yeah, you did! And now you need to help me conceal it!" I grabbed my concealer and began to put it over my neck.

"Put some on the thigh bruises!"

"Your shorts are really fucking short."

"Okay, and?!"

"If I catch someone looking I will beat the shit outta them."

"Thanks, Max~.."