I was at the mall waiting for Marthe to get here. When she comes in looking down at my phone playing a game so when I notice someone towering over me I look up and notice it's Marthe. I smile up at her then keep my phone. I then notice that she didn't bring a jacket or anything so I then ask "Babe why did you wear a sleeveless crop top?" "Why is there something wrong with wearing it? Do you not like it?" She asks in a sassy tone. "No I love it it's just that you might get cold." I say back. "I'll be fine." Marthe says brushing it off.
After walking around for a while we took a break and got some cold drinks. When I was done drinking mine I felt cold so I put on my jacket. Later on I notice Marthe rubbing up and down her arms in a way that she hoped I wouldn't notice, but I did. "Babe, are you cold?" I ask smirking knowing I was right. "Nooo..ok fine yes." Marthe says defeated. "Don't worry you can cling onto me for warmth." I say knowing she wouldn't want to but said it anyways. "Nah I'm ok." Marthe says still rubbing her arms without thinking. "You sure?" I ask with an eyebrow raised. Honestly sometimes Marthe could be the softest top ever. I knew in public she wanted everyone to acknowledge that she was a top even thought really she's a soft top. "But I'm a top." Marthe says. "Yea but you're a soft top." I say back. We let that conversation at that as we go to a nearby book shop to look around. As I was looking for books I would read I feel Marthe snake her cold arms around my waist then she snuggles up to me. I giggle in response knowing this would happen eventually.
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Marthe Woertman Imagines
FanficI'm not a good writer so sorry if it's bad😅. Some are quite short😬. I've written these mostly for myself but decide to share them anyways. I can't stop thinking about Marthe soooo yea.💗💗💗 There's a second book of imagines now! I guess 200 is th...
