Dre walked with his backpack down the long hallway, the key to the suite in hand. He had met with Paul outside the hotel to grab it from him before Paul and his wife left for dinner. Dre reached the end of the hall and slipped the key into the door. He opened it slowly and cautiously. He knew Marshall wasn't expecting him, so he wanted to make sure did didn't accidentally walk in on Marshall doing something he may not have wanted Dre to see. As Dre walked in, he was surprised to find the suite rather empty and quiet.
'Marshall IS here, right?' Dre thought to himself as he noticed that the sun was setting, but all the lights in the suite were off.
Dre quietly flicked on the lights and made his way from the living room into the bedroom. His lips lifted into a smirk as he came across the bed and found Marshall curled up in a ball under the sheets. He was so small compared to how big the bed was.
Dre stepped a bit closer and debated whether or not to wake Marshall up. He was so happy to be there. They hadn't seen each other in nearly 6 months, and Dre was glad that he was getting to surprise him. His thoughts were cut short by Marshall starting to move. Dre watched as his best friend searched in his sleep for the comforter.
'He must be cold' Dre thought while carefully leaning over Marshall to grab the blanket from the bottom of the bed and cover him in it.
Dre always felt a need to take care of Marshall. As far as he was concerned, Marshall didn't do all that good of a job at taking care of himself and if he did take care of him, who was going to?
While making sure that Marshall was completely covered in the comforter, Dre noticed that Marsh's eyes were red and swollen like he had been crying.
Dre sighed.
He knew Marshall wasn't as happy as he could have been, and he wished that there was something he could do about it. There were probably a number of things that Dre could have done or said but the only thing he could ever think to do is listen. He would just sit and listen as Marshall explained whatever was bothering him at the time. He always wanted to at least hug him or something but he never knew if Marshall was going to accept the physical comfort or pull away.
In midst of his thoughts, Dre was hit with a wave of fatigue as the jetlag started to kick in. He didn't know how long Marshall had been asleep but he figured he must be tired enough not to care if Dre slipped in bed next to him and took a quick nap. The bed was big enough that the two of them sleeping together shouldn't be an issue. Dre slipped off his white Air Force 1s and set them at the end of the bed before setting an alarm on his phone for an hour. He thought to himself that he would sleep for an hour, then wake Marshall up so that they could at least go get dinner or something.
Dre was nervous about sleeping in the same bed as Marshall which is why he only got under the top blanket rather than the actual sheets. He double checked his alarm, laid back, and relaxed. He could feel the bed to the right of him being weighed down by Marshall. He glanced to the side and watched as Marsh began to move around, almost as if he had subconsciously noticed that Dre was beside him. Not long after falling asleep, Dre could feel Marshall scooting closer to him. He opened his eyes just enough to notice the goosebumps on Marshall's arms. While in a drowsy state, Dre pulled Marsh closer to him without even thinking. He turned onto his side so that he was facing Marshall and moved a bit closer to him. Marshall buried his face into Dre's chest and began faintly stroking the fabric of Dre's shirt with his finger. Dre wrapped one arm around his Marshall's waist and cradled his face with the other. Dre began to lightly stroke his thumb against Marshall's cheek, similarly to the way Marshall had been stroking his shirt. They continued to sleep like this until Dre's alarm startled them both awake.
Dre quickly shut his alarm off and settled back down into the previous position he and Marshall had been sleeping in.
"Hey." Dre said softly, in an urge to make his friend get up
Marshall made an annoyed groan and cuddled further into Dre's chest.
Dre chuckled "Marshall."
"Yes, Andre can I help you?" Marsh said with a yawn "wait... how long have you been here?!" Marshall said with his head still laying on his mentors chest.
Dre shrugged "Maybe an hour and a half. Don't worry about it I was kinda hoping to catch some quick sleep."
"What time is it?" Marsh asked
"7:57" Dre said while peering at his phone
Marshall started to stretch "shiiiiitttt I wasnt expecting to sleep for that long. What do you wanna do?"
"I dunno. Food?"
"Yeah I could eat"
Dre and Marshall both started to get up before Marshall realized he was still only wearing boxers. He and Dre cracked jokes about it back and forth while getting dressed.
After getting dressed, they took some time debating where to eat before deciding on a seafood place a few blocks away. Marshall and Dre each made sure they had their wallet, keys, and anything else they may need before heading for the door.
"Wait wait wait wait wait" Marshall said while stopping Dre from heading out the door.
"What??" Dre asked
Marshall wrapped his arms tight around Dre and let out a hard breath "I'm really glad you're here."
Dre pulled Marshall close to him "yeah, I am too..."
They sat like that for a minute before breaking apart.
"Okay so seafood??" Marshall asked
"Yup" Dre relied "let's go."
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Spend Some Time (Em & Dre)
Fanfiction⚠️Finished!!⚠️ Long but worth the read. Eminem is in Florida for a week long festival and is wondering how he's going to spend his days there by himself. Luckily he's got someone to keep him company.
