More than Siblings -Marcus & Martinus fanfiction

Part 30

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Morning
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I woke up and I realise that we were both still naked on the sofa.
I wore his hoodie and my underwear.
I started stroking Martinus' hair.
He opened his eyes annoyed.

Me: Martinus get dressed.

I tried to stand up but my belly hurt.

Martinus: Why you don't enjoy the view?

Me: Huff no Martinus.

He looked at me angry.

Me: I'm just kidding.

I kissed his cheek but then he kissed my lips.
I laughed.

Martinus: You can't walk again?

Me: Of course I can!

I stood up. It hurt so fucking much but I tried to look calm.

Martinus: Does it hurt?

I nodded.

Martinus: Okay come here and sleep again.

Me: Nah I'm going to make breakfast.

I went to the kitchen and I made puncakes.
After some minutes, I went to the living room with a plate full of puncakes and I left them on the table.

Martinus: I don't wanna eat puncakes!

Me: WHAT DO YOU WANNA EAT?

Martinus: You.

He started kissing my neck but I stopped him.

Me: Okay but when we finish eating breakfast.

He kissed my lips for last time and we started eating. He's acting like a little kid.

Me: So... When are you going to leave…

Martinus: What do you mean? You don't want me here?

Me: Come on Martinus! Parents will be worried about you and-

Martinus: Okay calm down. Your father's coming soon and we will talk about it.

Me: About what?

Martinus: What I'm gonna do! I can't stay here or in my uncle's house forever!

Me: Okay...But…

Martinus: What?

Me: Nothing.

Martinus: Come on, tell me!

I looked at him sad and I hugged him.

Me: I'll miss you…

Martinus: Don't be sad baby. I promise that I will come here and we will make love all night.

Me: COME ON MARTINUS! WHY YOU CAN'T BE ROMANTIC FOR ONE TIME?

Martinus: What? You like romance?

Me: We are a couple and it would be really nice if we had more romantic moments!

Martinus: Okay then. What about me, roses and you naked in the bed moaning my name? This is romance, right?

He started laughing and I stood up. I took the plates and I went to the kitchen. He was still laughing so hard.

Me: I HATE YOU MARTINUS!

He tried to stop laughing but he failed. He was laughing and crying at the same time.
I hate him.
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//Annie💛