Mending Hearts||Marco Reus

Bedroom

~Sandra's POV~

I wake up in a different bedroom. At first I had thought I had slept with a stranger the night prior. But I realized that I was in Marco's familiar bedroom. I turn my head around and see him still fast asleep.

I've been here countless times, to watch over Mario and Marco while they're having a sleep over. This was different.

I put together the pieces of last night's events. I recall Marco and I talking all night. Both of us discussing the disappointing loss to Bayern.

Marco seemed gloomy during the drive home. But when I agreed to stay over, his eyes shined like diamonds. I know he needed this. He needed a friend to stay with him and help. Help him to find some consolation in his career and most notably, his life. The press didn't know. And if they knew, every problem would inflate in Marco's world.

I ponder about last night. From seeing him smile when he knew I would stay over to falling asleep. Marco always has this air of happiness and joy when he's around me. It was as if he was a lightbulb and he would turn on when I was near. Kind of cute thinking about it like that in that way.

I feel the sheets move and the bed ripple. Marco was starting to wake up. Arms start to snake around me, coiling me in an embrace. I start tapping on his arm. I will not be forcefully detained by Marco Reus!

Marco starts groaning in annoyance. Oh joy, he was awake. "Finally, you're awake. Guten morgen." I greet as I push of his arm.

"Guten morgen." He replies. I sat up and proceeded to his bathroom, where I would perfomr my daily routing of freshening up.

"Where are you going Sandra? Stay in bed! I need a comfy teddy bear to hug." He calls. I chuckle at his statement. "Marco, I need to use the bathroom for a while. Can't you understand that?" I reply in a smug tone. I'll blackmail him later.

I hear his groans all the way to his bathroom. "Pipe down with the groaning Marco! You're not going to die this minute are you?" I tell him off with a pint of sarcasm. But his answer, to my dismay, didn't have sarcasm.

"I need someone to cuddle. And that's you." Oh god. Not this answer.

***

After minutes of coaxing, I finally manage to get Marco out of the bed. As soon as he stands up, he races down towards the kitchen. Oh right, he's an ox when he's hungry.

We prepare a heavy breakfast and start inhaling food. "By the end of this meal, I will kiss you." Marco declares, with somewhat a cocky and confident smirk plastered all over his face.

"Will you now?" I spit, no way he's kissing me. Especially with all that food in his mouth. He just nods and continues eating. Prick. "Well Mister Reus, at the end of this meal, you might earn yourself a slap." I reply indignantly. Just hoping. Hoping that the threat will put him off. He pretends to be frightened, carrying on with his eating. Or inhaling, rather.

We finish eating and I was walking to his door. Before I manage to go through, he puts his body in the doorway. Making his toned muscular body cover the exit. He smirks at me. I cant do anything in this situation.

Marco gently puts his hand on my cheek, caressing it. That felt good. Stop it Sandra. I chew on my lip, unsure of what to do.

"Now that, is a major turn on." Marco chirps, smirking. He moves in, without me noticing. The feeling of his lips dance across my lips. My body tingles at the pleasure.

All I can say is that the kiss ended too soon.

A/N: Im a tease right? What can I say. ;)