Armrest | Martin x blk!reader ིྀ
You were standing in the practice room, scrolling on your phone, completely unaware that Martin was eyeing you from across the space. 6 feet tall, he had this effortless way of towering over everyone, and he knew it. Meanwhile, you at 5’5 were the perfect target for one of his favorite habits.
Without warning, you felt a sudden weight press lightly on your head. You glanced up only to see Martin’s long arm casually draped across the top of your head like it was the backrest of a chair.
"Really?" you said, glaring up at him.
Martin smirked down at you, clearly amused. "What? You're the perfect height for this. It's comfortable."
You rolled your eyes, shifting side to side, trying to throw his arm off, but he kept it balanced like he'd practiced it for years. "I'm not your human armrest, Martin."
"Yes, you are," he replied with zero hesitation, his deep voice laced with playfulness. "You're exactly the right height. It's almost like you were made for it."
You gasped dramatically, pushing at his chest. "Excuse me? Don't act like I'm furniture just because you're built like a lamp post!”
He laughed, the sound bouncing off the studio mirrors. "A very handsome lamp post though."
"More like a giraffe," you shot back.
Martin tilted his head, still resting his arm on you like it weighed nothing. "Better a giraffe than a penguin. You know... since penguins are short and waddle." He gave you a pointed look, clearly teasing.
"Did you just compare me to a penguin?!" you exclaimed, smacking his arm, though he didn't budge an inch.
"Yes. But a very cute penguin." His grin widened, eyes sparkling as he watched your expression shift from fake annoyance to trying not to laugh.
You let out a huff, crossing your arms. "One day, Martin, I'll wear the tallest heels I can find, and then I'll rest my arm on your head."
He chuckled, finally moving his arm to wrap it around your shoulders instead, pulling you closer. "Sure, but until then... penguin armrest privileges are mine."
Despite your protests, you leaned into him slightly, your pout giving away to a smile. "You're ridiculous."
"And you're short," he teased again, earning another playful shove. But even as you pushed him away, you caught the warmth in his eyes, the kind that said this little height joke of his was just another way of being close to you.
—A/N
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