I woke up that morning and turned over to where Marth usually is but instead I touch empty cold sheets. I frown but then turn over to my nightstand and see that it is actually pretty late. I figured Marth had an important early business call. I wasn't disappointed that Marth wasn't still in bed with me anymore. I was grateful she let me sleep in and I understood why she had to leave our bed early. I stretched my arms and decided to get out of bed. I wash up and go to the kitchen to get some coffee to start my day. I notice that no coffee was made earlier and the smell of coffee didn't linger in the kitchen. Wow that call must have been very important for Marth to have skipped making her coffee before it. I decided to make her some coffee too and pass it to her. After I made the coffee I walked with her cup in my hands and walk over to her office. Before walking in I decide to stand outside for a few seconds to see if her call was over or not. It seemed pretty quiet so I knocked quietly enough for only her to hear if she was still on call. I then open the door and walk in quietly. I see Marth looking towards the door and at me her phone up to her ear and a finger over her lips to tell me to keep quiet. I do as she says knowing she would rather keep me a secret from her enemies for as long as possible to avoid me being in any danger. I stand there as she get serious and intimidating talking to the person on the phone with her. I just smile admiring her even when she's serious and angry I still see her beauty. She always made me feel special like I was the only girl in the world. She always showered me with gifts even though I would tell her she doesn't have to, she always showed and told me how much she loves me every so often. When the call finally ended and she hung up her serious tone and facial expression disappears totally and she smiles softly at me. She walks over to me, takes her coffee and gives me a quick kiss. She then picks me up which makes me squeal in surprise and then we both laugh together. She's always serious when she's working but when she's with me she's a total softy. She always makes me feel loved without even trying.
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Marthe Woertman Imagines
FanfictionI'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...