reader inserts

marcus/reader - nap

You yawn for the fourth time, blinking back the small tears that gathered at the corner of your eyes. You throw your head back against the couch, eyes lifting to the clock on the wall. Just half past twelve? Gods, today was slow. You groan inwardly and drop your gaze to the book on your lap. You've been at the same page for the past thirty minutes. Sighing, you try to resume your reading at the part where you left off, then stop when your vision starts to blur. Huffing, you close the book and chuck it beside you.

You sigh again, dramatically throwing your head back to rest on the arm of the couch, this time catching Marcus' attention who was reading beside you. He looks up from his book, brows raised. He silently stares at you while you grab a pillow and cover your face, a chuckle leaving his lips when you loudly exhale another sigh.  

"You okay?" He asks while he dog-ears the page of his book, promptly closing it and settling it on the table in front of the couch.

You groan, voice muffled by the pillow, "I'm bored." Marcus snorts, shuffling closer towards you and gently removing the pillow from your face. You blink rapidly, eyes adjusting to the light then shifting towards Marcus, who's now beside you, resting his head on his elbow.

You rake your eyes over his face silently, taking in the dark circles and lines on his face, noticing he looks much older than his age - probably due to his job - especially in the cool lighting of the living room. Dark eyes flicker between yours, and before Marcus could open his mouth, you move to drop yourself on his lap, legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

"Oof-" Marcus grunts, hands moving to grip your waist automatically. He blinks, unmoving when you drop your head on his shoulder. The edge of his lips tilts into a smile when he feels you nuzzling against his neck, his arms moving from your waist to wrap around your form, pulling you closer.

"Can we nap?" Your ask, voice muffled as you bring your arms around his shoulders, trying to nestle closer onto him. Your eyes were already closed, sleep threatening to take you. To be honest, you really could just sleep on him right here.

Marcus breathes out a chuckle, head tilting down to kiss the crown of your head, "You want to nap?".

You nod wordlessly against his neck, tightening your grip around his shoulder. Marcus lifts his head up, eyes flicking towards the clock. There's more than enough time to nap before picking Ren up. He hums in acknowledgment, moving his hands to grip your thighs, then he stands up suddenly, sliding his hands to your ass to support your weight.

Your eyes shot open with the sudden movement, legs wrapping his waist tighter, with your fingers gripping at the back of his shirt. "Marcus!" You startle, eyes widening at your boyfriend, as he laughs at you scrambling in his arms. You tighten your legs around his waist, in fear that you'll fall. You pull your head back just enough to narrow your eyes at him, which he rolls his eyes at, lips pulled into a smirk.

"Calm down, I'm carrying you to bed," He shifts you gently in his arms, the exposed muscle on his arms groaning under your weight. You huff through your nose, and settle your cheek on his chest, eyes trailing over his arms idly. You hum appreciatively at the muscles on his arms, running your fingertips gently down his shoulders. He's really strong, you think, then a giggle leaves your lips when you remember the first time you slept with him.

Marcus eyes you suspiciously, while he carries you to your shared bedroom, as you trail your fingers down his arm. "We're not fucking," he warns, though jokingly. You blink, the tip of your ears turning red, pulling your fingers away to your chest.

"I wasn't...I wasn't even thinking about it!" You sputter. Great, your face feels warm.

Marcus laughs, and you groan, hiding your face in his chest. "I just want to nap," you mumbled against the fabric of his shirt. You press your face further into his chest, huffing when you realize he's still laughing. He stops when you jab a finger at his side.

"Hey, hey, behave," He teases, and you find yourself being lowered onto your bed. You unwrap yourself from him and drop your body onto the bed, limbs outstretched, with your eyes closed, just basking in the soft sheets.

"Move over sunshine," You turn your body to the right wordlessly, eyes still closed, pressing your cheek on the cool mattress. Marcus pulls the blanket on his side back, and slides between the sheets. He nudges you with his hand, "Come on, get under the sheets."

You groan, but you sit up anyway, sluggish and already falling asleep, dragging yourself up to slide under the sheets, nestling yourself as close to Marcus as you can get. He slides his arm around your waist and tugs you closer to his warm chest, settling his chin on your head.

You breathe a sigh through your nose, pressing your forehead against his chest, eyes closing. You were almost asleep when a thought rang through your head and your eyes shot open.

"Did you set an alarm?" You whispered.

Marcus snorts, and pulls you closer, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head, "I did."

"Oh good."

You close your eyes, falling asleep with his arm around your body and the gentle lull of his breathing.