youtuber!martin documenting the process of adopting a cute little cat for his girlfriend as a surprise β^. .^β
wc. 2.1k+ content. youtuber!martin, fluff, comfort, established relationship, surprise gift, kitten adoption, juhoon & seonghyeon appearance, soft martin, no angst. authorβs note. lmao idk i just want a cat so bad. pls like + reblog, enjoy /α > Λ <γ βΛβΉβ‘
βHey! Whatβs up you guys? Today, Iβm going to become a dad.β Martin dramatically pretended to punch the camera, laughing as Juhoon moved it along with him. βThat was good. That was good.β It was the tenth time theyβd tried to do the intro because they kept getting sidetracked. Guess thatβs what happens when you make your best friend your cameraman.
Theyβd only just arrived at the park, waiting for the guy Martin had found on Instagram. There was a post from a guy saying his younger sisterβs cat had five-month-old kittens, and they were trying to give them away because there were too many to keep. They were looking for people to give them a new home. Youβd been so down lately, and Martin wanted to surprise you with something that would hopefully cheer his beautiful girl up. You sent him cat reels all month, and in his mind, he saw that as a bunch of hints about what you wanted.
With that, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didnβt get you the cutest cat you could ever imagine and raise it together?Β
A shitty one.Β
Martin would rather die than be a shitty boyfriend to you. He and the guy had been texting back and forth for a few weeks before finally deciding to meet at a park close to where he lived.Β
Juhoon zoomed in on Martinβs nose. βHeβs so ugly,β he whispered, though only the viewers could hear him.
βWhatβchu say?β Martin called out. Juhoon shook his head as if to say nothing before pointing at the camera and gesturing for him to continue the video. Heβs not slick, Martin thought, but continued speaking anyway. βTodayβs a special day because Iβm going to give my beautiful girlfriend something sheβs been wanting. She hasnβt been feeling too good lately, and I want to give her something thatβll make her happy. Which is a cat.β Juhoon shook the camera. Martin continued, βI want to do this for her because I want the cat to be with her when Iβm not there, you know what I mean? Like, itβs giving her a little piece of my love through a cat thatβll love her when I canβt. Does that make sense?β
Juhoon nodded, but Martin couldnβt tell if he actually agreed or if he was just doing it to get him to shut up. He shrugged. βAnyway, call me Daddy now.β He winked at the camera.
Juhoon scrunched up his nose and turned the camera toward himself, wanting to show everyone just how disgusted he was. βSo cringe,β he said. Heβs the cameraman, but once Juhoon shows his face for even a second, thatβs all the comments will talk about. Theyβll be dropping timestamps and making edits of the three seconds he was on screen. Itβs funny as shit.
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βCatβs hereeee.β Martin pointed toward the parking lot. The guy he was getting the cat from, Seonghyeon, had said his little sister was coming too because she wanted to see who her baby was going to. Seonghyeon stepped out of the backseat with the cat in his hands, his sister following right behind him.
In the YouTube video, itβd show him running over to the parking lot, his mic catching their conversation as they talked. Their faces would be blurred, and their voices would be messed with for privacy. βHe looks stiff,β Juhoon said about Martin, zooming in on the way Seonghyeon slowly placed the cat into his arms. The cat scratched at whatever surface it could cling to, its little legs stretching in every direction. But once it steadied itself against Martinβs chest, it calmed down.
They talked for a little while longer before Martin said goodbye. Seonghyeonβs little sister said her goodbyes too, and then Martin jogged back over to the camera. He pointed at the cat cradled against his chest with his free hand. βSheβs a girl.β
Juhoon moved closer, angling the camera so the catβs eyes looked bigger. He held the camera with one hand while bringing the other up to gently scratch her small neck. βShe cute.β
βAlright, guys, cat secured. Now we need to get all the supplies for her to eat, sleep, and all that before surprising my girl.β Martin kissed the top of the catβs head and gestured for Juhoon to bring the camera closer. βThe guyβs little sister said her goodbyes. I could tell she didnβt want to give her away, but sheβs going to a good home.β He spoke to the camera. βCool people. Cool people.β He gave a thumbs up, but Juhoon zoomed in on the cat instead. She looked so scared, but she was so cute.
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βThis oneβs cool.β Juhoon pointed the camera at a cat bed. He thought it was the best one in the entire aisle. It was a pink princess bed, way bigger than a normal cat bed. Considering the cat was only a few months old, it wasnβt exactly reasonable, but it did have a few little castles for her to climb on when she got older.
βFor her tiny self?β Martin turned the cat toward the camera, still cradled against his chest in his arms. βNah.β
Juhoon shrugged behind the camera, even if the viewers couldnβt see him. βIβll buy it then.β Sheβd look too cute in it.
Martin gasped, looking between the camera and the cat that had started to drift off in his arms. βAwh, Uncle Juhoon coming in clutch?β Juhoon scrunched up his nose and muttered an βewβ under his breath as Martin started talking to her in a baby voice.
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Martin yawned, waving lazily at the camera. βItβs been a few hours, even if it was only two seconds for you guys.β He glanced down at his phone, texting you that heβd come open the door in a minute. Youβd just gotten home from taking care of your cousin, and it was only a few hours until midnight. After leaving PetSmart and feeding the cat, Martin had settled her into the cute princess bed Juhoon bought and then gone straight to his room to sleep. Heβd only just woken up to your text telling him to open the door. βJuhoon went home, so I set the camera up myself.β He yawned again.
Every night, you always came over to Martinβs. You basically lived with him. When he woke up to your text telling him to open the door, he quickly set up the camera and grabbed the princess bed with your new cat snuggled up in the middle. He placed it right in the center of his bed. βGirlfriendβs here. Time to surprise her.β He typed something else to you before putting his phone down. βLetβs go.β
He had basically jogged to the front door in excitement, letting you in the second you arrived. You looked ready to pass out, but you still gave him a lazy smile when you saw him. βHi, babe.β He bent down to hug you, making sure to lift you slightly so he could crack your back a little. Pulling away, he pressed a quick kiss to your lips. βI have a surprise for you.β
You yawned, and he pecked your cheek. βIβm sleepy.β You loved surprises, but your cousins were the craziest kids ever. They hadnβt given you a moment to breathe until you finally left. Taking care of them was quite literally a full-time job. But with everything going on in your family right now, you were doing your best to help.
βYouβll love it. Promise.β He played with the ends of your hair, twirling a strand around his finger. It was so soft and pretty.
βMmmm. Okay.β You hummed, your eyelids heavy. You really did want to go to sleep, but you also wanted to see what the surprise was.
He led you to his room, and once you were standing in front of the door, he covered your eyes with his hands. βI need your full reaction.β He pressed a kiss to the back of your head as he carefully guided you inside. You held your hands out in front of you, making sure you didnβt bump into anything. βOkay, wait. Wait, donβt look yet.β He quickly adjusted the camera, making sure it was angled perfectly. When the cat started to stretch, he gently moved her back into place. She was so cute. He couldnβt wait to find out what you two were going to name her.
He climbed onto the bed, immediately hitting the Justin Bieber pose and trying not to laugh. βOkay, open now.β
When you opened your eyes, they immediately went to Martin, but it didnβt last long because the giant bed in front of him stole your attention. The tiny ball of fur sat in the middle of the huge pink princess bed, staring back at you with her cute little sparkly eyes.
Martinβs grin slowly started to falter when you didnβt say anything. ββ¦Babe?β To be fair, you were really tired.
Your hands flew to your mouth. βNo.β Those were the first words out of your mouth. Martin immediately started smiling again. Your delayed reaction somehow made it even funnier because a second later you started repeating, βOh my God. Oh my God.β Over and over again.
βMartin.β
βYeah?β
βMartin.β
βYes?β He didnβt know who was cuter, you or the cat. You looked between him and the kitten. Never had Martin seen you sit down so fast. The mattress bounced beneath you. Before reaching for the cat, you leaned over and gave Martin a sweet kiss, smiling into it before pulling away with a small βmmcht.β Then you immediately reached for the cat.
βSheβs so cute. Oh my God!β It was like youβd suddenly woken up and were fully energized again. You scooped the cat up into your arms. βOh, my God.β You couldnβt stop saying it.
βYou like her?β Martin crawled closer, unable to stop smiling.
You looked at him like heβd just asked the dumbest question imaginable. He kind of had. Anyone would be crazy not to like this little cutie. βDo I like her?β
βYeah.β
βI do, but - no, itβs because...β You pursed your lips. You didnβt know if it was because you were sleep-deprived or not, but your eyes began to water. βMartin, are you serious? This is so sweet of you.β
βMβguessing thatβs a yes.β Martin smiled with his teeth, kissing the little tears from your cheeks. He even pecked the sides of your mouth as he moved your hair out of your face. βSheβs a girl.β
Your fingers scratched under the catβs chin. βSheβs so cute. Oh my God.β Martin was sure youβd said that at least a thousand times already, and heβd listen to it another million times just to see that happy smile on your face again and again.
His chest felt warm. This was good. This was exactly the reaction heβd hoped for. The last few weeks haven't been easy for you. As much as he wanted to, he couldnβt fix everything in your life the way he wished he could. If he had three wishes, heβd use all three on you. But life didnβt work like that. He couldnβt solve every problem for you. He couldnβt magically make everything okay. So if he couldnβt do that, then at least he could give you moments like this. Seeing you smile. Seeing your shoulders finally relax. It made every second worth it. βYouβve been sending me cat videos for like a month.β
You looked up, the glossiness in your eyes somehow making them look even prettier than they already were, at least in his opinion.
βI didnβt think youβd actually get me one.β
βWhy not?β
βGirl, itβs a whole cat.β
βGirl, okay? And?β Martin shot back.
βMartin.β
βBaby, Iβve watched like a thousand cat reels from you this week.β He brushed more hair out of your face, the tips of his fingers grazing your chin. βIβll get you anything you want or need. I donβt care what it is. I just want to see you happy.β He paused for a second. βEven if you needed to hide a dead body, Iβd do it for you and take the blame.β
You chuckled, shaking your head. He was insane. If you told him how insane he sounded, heβd definitely say something like, βInsanely in love with you.β Just thinking about it made you smile. How was your boyfriend just the best? He made you so happy. Your heart melted, and you leaned forward to press a few quick kisses to his lips. His thumb stroked your jaw before both of you turned your attention to the small cat, who had begun to meow.
He nodded toward the cat in your arms. βSo, what are you gonna name her?β
synopsis; what starts as a quiet after-school piano lesson quickly spirals into a sweet, dizzying string of stolen kisses as the sheet music is completely forgotten
tags; nonidol!martin x reader highschool au fluff drabble 1553 words
notes; got this idea on the way home from school β arghh i really need to get back into playing piano
the afternoon sun was filtering through the blinds of martinβs bedroom, casting long, golden stripes across the polished wood of his upright piano. it was a completely ordinary tuesday. you were just a normal student trying not to fail your music elective, and martin was just the quiet guy from your grade who happened to be good enough to help you pass.
"no, wait, your thumb goes on middle c for this chord," martin muttered softly, his voice low and steady in the quiet room.
he was sitting right next to you on the narrow wooden bench. there really wasn't much space, meaning every time you shifted or took a breath, your shoulders brushed. martin wasn't smooth, and he wasn't trying to be. he was just focused on the sheet music, his neatly rolled-up sleeves revealing his forearms as his fingers hovered over the keys.
but because he didn't really spend time around girls, the proximity felt heavy. you could smell the faint, clean scent of his laundry detergent, and whenever you accidentally messed up a note, you could see the slight jump in his jawline.
"like this?" you asked, pressing the keys down. a sharp, discordant sound echoed through the room.
martin let out a small, breathless huff that sounded suspiciously like a laugh. "not quite. look."
he leaned in a little closer to demonstrate. his left hand brushed against your thigh as he braced himself on the bench, while his right hand gently covered yours, his warm fingers guiding your hand into the correct position. the sudden heat of his skin against yours made your breath hitch. you stopped looking at the piano entirely, your eyes tracking the slope of his nose, the serious concentration in his eyes, and the way his lower lip was tucked slightly between his teeth.
martin pressed the keys down, the perfect chord echoing and then fading into the silence of the room. he didn't pull his hand away.
slowly, he turned his head. because he was already leaning in, your faces were only inches apart. up close, you could see the exact moment his professional tutor filter completely dissolved. his chest rose and fell in a shallow breath, his eyes darting down to your lips before locking back onto yours. he looked incredibly human, a little vulnerable, and completely captivated.
"martin," you whispered, the sound barely carrying in the quiet space between you.
"yeah?" he murmured back, his voice suddenly rougher, losing all its academic stiffness.
he didn't say anything else. he didn't need to. martin closed the remaining distance between you, his hand sliding from your fingers up to the side of your neck, his thumb resting gently against your jawline.
the kiss was hesitant at first, a soft, questioning press of his lips against yours that made your heart do a sudden flip. but as you melted into it, hands gripping the edge of the wooden bench to keep your balance, martin let out a quiet sigh against your mouth. the kiss deepened, turning sweet and slow, completely untangled from the rest of the world. his fingers tangled slightly in your hair, pulling you just a fraction closer, until the piano elective and the sheet music were completely forgotten.
when he finally pulled away, his lips parted slightly as he caught his breath, his thumb still resting on your jaw. his cheeks were flushed a pretty pink, and he looked a little dazed, as if he couldn't quite believe he had actually just done that.
"sorry," he whispered automatically, his usual polite, quiet nature kicking back in, though his eyes were still incredibly dark and focused entirely on you. "i... i shouldn't have distracted you from the lesson."
you couldn't help but smile at how endearing he was, even right after kissing you. "martin, i think i was already pretty distracted."
a small, relieved smile broke across his face, melting away the last bit of his nervousness. he didn't move away. instead, his eyes drifted back down to your mouth, his gaze lingering there for a second before he leaned back in.
this second kiss was different. it wasn't hesitant at all. it was warmer, more confident, his lips sliding over yours with a soft, natural rhythm that felt like they belonged there. your hands moved from the bench to rest against his chest, feeling the steady, rapid thumping of his heart beneath his shirt. martin let out another quiet sigh, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, his other hand coming up to rest gently on your waist, pulling you just a little bit tighter against him on the narrow bench.
when you both finally parted for air again, your foreheads rested together. you were both smiling, breathing a little heavily in the quiet room.
martin let out a small, breathless laugh, his fingers gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "we are definitely not finishing this chapter today," he murmured, his thumb trailing down your cheek.
"is that a problem, teacher?" you teased softly, looking up at him through your eyelashes.
martin stared at you for a heartbeat, his heart skipping a beat at your tone. the absolute lack of his usual restraint was almost dizzying. "not at all," he whispered.
he didn't waste any more time talking. martin leaned down and claimed your lips for a third time, a sweet, lingering kiss that tasted like the quiet safety of his bedroom and the fading afternoon sun. it was slow and deep, a silent promise that things were changing between you.
eventually, the golden hour started to fade into dusk, and the reality of the clock meant you actually had to leave. you packed your notebook and your heavy sheet music into your bag while martin stood by his desk, awkwardly running a hand through his hair, suddenly looking like the quiet, polite guy from school againβexcept his lips were slightly redder and his eyes followed your every move.
he insisted on walking you out, carrying your heavy backpack for you down the stairs and through the quiet hallway of his house.
when he opened the front door, the cool evening air hit you both. you stepped out onto the paved driveway, the streetlamps just starting to flicker to life. martin stopped near the edge of the lawn, handing your bag back to you. he looked a little anxious, probably wondering how to say goodbye after everything that had happened on that piano bench.
"so," you said, slipping the backpack straps over your shoulders. you looked up at him, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "thanks for the lesson, martin. i think i really learned a lot today."
martinβs cheeks flushed pink in the dimming light. "yeah. um. anytime. we can do the next chapter on thursday." He cleared his throat, looking down at you expectantly, his posture leaning in just a fraction, clearly hoping for one last real kiss before you left.
instead, you decided to tease him.
you went up on your tiptoes, making him lean down slightly, but instead of finding his lips, you shifted at the last second. you pressed a soft, lingering kiss right against his cheek, right on his warm cheekbone.
"see you on thursday," you whispered right against his skin.
you pulled back, gave him a sweet, innocent wave, and turned around to start walking down the driveway toward the sidewalk, feeling incredibly proud of yourself when you heard his breath hitch in surprise.
you only made it three steps.
suddenly, a hand caught your wrist. it wasn't rough, but it was firm and deliberate. before you could even register it, martin gently but quickly pulled you back toward him. your back flushed against his chest for a split second before he spun you around to face him.
all of his shy, quiet tutor energy was completely gone.
"not so fast," martin murmured, his voice incredibly low, a dark spark of confidence in his eyes that made your stomach completely drop in the best way possible.
before you could even laugh or say anything about his sudden boldness, he cupped the back of your head with his hand, his fingers tangling securely in your hair, and brought his lips down onto yours right there in the middle of his driveway.
this kiss was deep, breathless, and utterly dizzying. it was the kind of kiss that made your knees feel weak, completely wiping the teasing smile right off your face as you instantly wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down to you. he kissed you with a quiet intensity, his other hand gripping your waist tightly, pulling you so close there was absolutely no space left between you. the cool evening air around you didn't even matter anymore; all you could feel was the warmth of his mouth and the frantic, heavy beat of his heart.
when he finally broke the kiss, he didn't let you go right away. he stayed close, his thumb gently stroking your jawline as you both caught your breath in the twilight.
martin looked down at you, a small, knowing smirk finally breaking across his face as he noticed how flushed and speechless you suddenly were.
"now you can go," he whispered softly, his voice full of affection. "see you on thursday."
α°β β β MARTIN J. EDWARDSβ β β οΌβ β β a SOCIAL MEDIA series.
pairings β idol!martin x singer!model!reader.
synopsis β five months after stepping away from the industry, you're finally ready to come back on your own terms. new music, paris fashion week and one unexpected reunion later, the internet starts asking the same question, did this comeback also mean your relationship's comeback?
!β β β exes to lovers, written parts (please read them), fluff, angst, mutual pining
!β β β mentions of controlling parents, family conflict, mentions of anxiety & emotional exhaustion, exploitation of child celebrities, controlling management
author's note β paris fashion week martin was something i didn't know i needed
α°β β β MARTIN J. EDWARDSβ β β οΌβ β β a SOCIAL MEDIA series.β β β ββββββββββ β β βͺββ β β MASTERLIST.β β β β«β
pairings β idol!martin x singer!model!reader.
synopsis β five months after stepping away from the industry, you're finally ready to come back on your own terms. new music, paris fashion week and one unexpected reunion later, the internet starts asking the same question, did this comeback also mean your relationship's comeback?
!β β β exes to lovers, written parts (please read them), fluff, angst, mutual pining
!β β β mentions of controlling parents, family conflict, mentions of anxiety & emotional exhaustion, exploitation of child celebrities, controlling management
author's note β paris fashion week martin was something i didn't know i needed
α°β β β MARTIN J. EDWARDSβ β β οΌβ β β oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight.β β β ββββββββββ β β βͺββ β β MASTERLIST.β β β β«β
pairings β idol!martin x 6thmember!fem!reader
synopsis β martin definitely wasn't expecting you to come home early . . . or for one fan comment to turn the livestream into a kiss challenge.
!β β β fluff, domestic fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, established relationship, lots of kissing, physical affection, pet names, fans third wheeling lol
word count β 1.3k
MARTIN HATED BEING HOME ALONE. he did everything he could to keep himself from crashing out: he tried lying on your bed while tossing a crumpled up paper ball into the air, only for it to keep landing on his nose, he tried rearranging the ornaments on the christmas tree in the living room (even though it was june), he even tried learning new songs on his guitar, but he really didn't want this one to end up like the last one.
keonho, seonghyeon, juhoon and james had left about half an hour ago after deciding to go pick up some fried chicken for dinner, leaving martin home by himself. he hated that he'd argued with them again just because they thought he'd end up ordering kebab again.
but what he hated most was that you weren't there with him. he thought lying on your bed might help, but unfortunately, it didn't.
so after fifteen minutes, he ended up opening his laptop and starting a weverse live.
"they've been gone forever," he sighed as he absentmindedly ran a hand through his blond hair while reading the comments.
'you'll survive'
'kebab's fault'
'call y/n'
the moment he saw your name, his eyes seemed to light up and a small smile tugged at his lips. "she's out shopping."
'bother her!! we wanna hear her!!'
he shook his head with a quiet laugh. "i've already bothered her enough today. i know she likes having some peace when she goes shopping."
another five minutes went by, and he spent some time talking to the fans about music. he played a little bit on his guitar, accidentally spoiled something, and just hoped nobody watching had noticed.
until he heard the front door unlocking.
"'i'm home!"
the boredom that had been plastered all over his face disappeared the second he recognized your voice. "guys," he smiled as he stood up from his chair. "she's back." he left the laptop on without a second thought, completely forgetting about the thousands of people still watching.
still, even if all they could see was an empty living room, they could hear everything.
"hey."
"baby, hi."
"tired?"
"yeah, a little."
"mmhm. c'mere."
a soft laugh slipped from your lips before the sound of fabric brushing together filled the quiet apartment.
martin wrapped his arms tightly around your waist as you melted into them, holding you close against his chest.
you let out a quiet sigh, your arms automatically sliding around his neck as your fingers gently combed through his already messy hair.
"missed you," he murmured, burying his face in your hair.
you giggled against his neck. "yeah?"
"mmhm."
"drama queen."
"you were right when you said i wouldn't survive without you."
that was followed by the sound of countless slow little kisses.
'THEY'RE SO CUTE'
'mama y papa'
'may this love ATTACK me'
after a little while, martin went back to his desk and smiled to himself. "y/n's changing. she'll be here in a sec."
'HE'S SO RED'
'is that lipstick on his cheek?'
you were wearing one of his oversized kurt cobain shirts and a pair of equally oversized sweatpants.
the moment you walked into the room and he looked at you, all he could think was how lucky he was. his smile grew wider and you couldn't help smiling too, his happy, deeply in love expression way too contagious.
you settled onto his lap and wrapped an arm around his shoulders as you smiled politely at the screen. "hi, everyone!"
martin immediately rested his hands on your waist and leaned his chin against your shoulder.
'y/n!!!!'
'SHE'S BACK'
'omg shes so pretty'
'the shirt is peak'
you chuckled softly. "it's martin's. all the swag belongs to him."
for a while, the two of you read through the questions in the chat: future projects, music, unreleased songs, random habits.
but you were the only one answering.
martin just found himself nodding along to everything you said, even though he wasn't actually paying attention anymore.
somewhere in the middle of you explaining your current favorite song and talking about your new obsession with collecting vinyl records, he'd completely forgotten what you were even saying. your hands moved every time you talked, your eyes lit up whenever you got excited, you smiled at every comment you read.
and he couldn't help staring at you.
he could listen to you talk for an entire week and never get tired of it.
"...right, martin?"
"...huh?"
you tried not to laugh. "what did i just say?"
"uhhh... clothes?"
realizing he couldn't completely lose all his aura in front of a million people, martin decided to pull himself together. he pressed a lingering kiss against your cheek before casually going right back to reading the comments, leaving you giggling to yourself.
"'do the kiss challenge,'" he read, furrowing his brows. "what's that?"
your eyebrows shot up and you bounced on his lap, making him let out a little groan. "wait!"
martin looked at you in confusion. "why are you so excited?"
"i know one!" you giggled mischievously as you climbed off his lap. "wait here."
martin watched you disappear out of the room before looking back at the screen. "guys?"
'LMAO SHE'S PLOTTING SMTH'
'RUN'
'GOOD LUCK MARTIN'
a few seconds later, you came back holding a colorful bag with the biggest smile on your face. "ta-da!" you showed it to the camera. "i bought fruit candies while i was out." you sat back down on his lap and pulled out around ten candies, placing them on the desk in front of the setup. "okay, so you close your eyes, i'll eat one of these, then i have to kiss you and then you have to guess what flavor it is."
martin hadn't been this excited about something in forever. his eyebrows lifted and with a smug smile he leaned back comfortably in his chair. "i like that."
a few moments later, you were sitting completely turned toward him on his lap, your legs hanging off either side of the chair while the two of you faced each other. you'd turned the chair sideways so the fans could see both of you.
"close your eyes."
he shut them immediately and leaned in, already ready to kiss you, the same smug smile he'd been wearing for the last five minutes still plastered across his face.
you smiled. "no peeking this time, okay?"
"i'm not peeking. c'mon."
"okay." you grabbed the watermelon candy, the sixth round of the challenge,and unwrapped it before popping it into your mouth. you let your tongue brush over your lips for a second before swallowing.
a laugh escaped you just before your lips met his in a long, slow kiss.
martin's hands automatically settled on your waist, his thumbs slowly brushing the skin beneath your shirt. he hummed against your lips, and when you finally pulled away, he looked at you with that satisfied expression that always made you roll your eyes because you knew he'd only agreed to the challenge just because he could kiss you.
"so? what flavor was it?" you asked impatiently, though you couldn't stop smiling, your hands resting gently on his shoulders.
he licked his lips while still looking into your eyes. "lemon?"
the smile disappeared from your face and a sigh escaped your lips. "martin. be so for real."
he shrugged, letting out an involuntary laugh as he shook his head. "baby, i'd love to keep kissing you, but i think i'm, like, genuinely losing my mind. for real."
you couldn't hold it in anymore. you shook your head too and laughed quietly to yourself. he probably wasn't even doing it on purpose. he really did seem distracted. "i hate you, you know that?"
he chuckled. "no, you don't."
then he turned back toward the screen. "let's end this. i missed her way too much today."
and just like that, the live ended, leaving the fans completely speechless.
oh, the edits were going to be endless.
martin stood up from the chair, easily lifting you by your waist and you instinctively wrapped your legs around him. the room filled with another fit of messy laughter, leaving behind a laptop that was still on and two hopelessly in love idiots disappearing into their room.
