{a short markle drabble} She nodded, "No, it's fine. I just woke up a few minutes ago. I'm sorry I woke you up...because you definitely need the downtime, but...I just hate storms." She took a pause, "I always have." "I love you, Maya." he said, "You're the only person I'd wake up from a dead sleep for."
She was letting her hair out of the messy ponytail she'd tied it up in before they'd fallen asleep the night before. He lay mesmerized as her blonde tresses fell against her bare back. Today was one of those nothing at all mornings. Maya Hart may be an artist, but to Farkle Minkus, she's the masterpiece.
"use your hands and my spare time. we've got one thing in common, it's this tongue of mine. she said she's got a boyfriend anyway". --- "Fuck you, you're just jealous." It honestly took Farkle a moment to process what she had said. He knew that was the honest truth. He'd known it from the moment he made his grand anno...
"Not bad, Farkle." She couldn't say her sentiment had changed much. At 13, his kiss wasn't bad. At 18, his kisses were actually good. His lips were moving skillfully against hers with the same amount of fervor that he'd given her on the train years back, but with a control that she'd have to thank Isadora Smackle for...
These oneshots will be rated by me at the beginning: M=mature: sex, cursing, drugs, alcohol, ect. T= teen: cursing, minor sexual scenes, alcohol, ect. K= kid friendly: no cursing, no sex scenes what so ever, friendly environment. That's pretty much it, enjoy!! Cover by me
song inspired one-shots about maya hart and farkle minkus
