content warnings:kissing?, swearing???, it’s literally just fluff.
The sun peeks through the blinds as you start to stir awake, eyes fluttering open as you try to move the arm around your stomach, which tightens as you hear a groan. “Stop moving.” Macklin’s voice comes out as a whisper, muffled against your shoulder, a yawn coming through his words.
Your eyes roll softly, trying to get out of his grip, though it seems to be getting firmer. Reaching over him, softly pushing him onto his back to reach the nightstand, squinting as you search for your phone for the time, you abruptly sit up, Macklin’s arm staying around your stomach, slowly sliding off. “Shit, Macklin, move!” You say, looking over at him. He sleepily blinks at you. “What's wrong?” his voice deepened with sleep. “It’s ten forty! I have work.”
Scrambling to climb over him, cursing past you for deciding the bed looks best up against the wall, you almost make it over before your foot gets caught on the duvet, causing you to fall off the bed. A loud bang rings out, alerting Macklin, who had just closed his eyes for a second, causing him to sit up to see what just happened. You both stare at each other in silence for ten seconds. “...Are you okay?” The question catches you off guard as you scramble to stand up and run to the bathroom.
You’re in the bathroom for 2 minutes before running out, toothpaste and toothbrush buzzing in your mouth, grunting a muffled, "I ’ gon’ bruise.” Frowning, running through the bedroom trying to pack your work bag, going back and forth between the bathroom and the rest of the apartment. By the time you're half-dressed, Macklin's already getting ready for the day, shorts and a T-shirt on, putting his socks on as you rush back in to kiss him goodbye.
Feeling accomplished as you slip on your work shoes, bag, lunch bag, water bottle and keys in hand, you text your boss a white lie about car trouble, remembering more than days when you get up on time. A smirk on your face as you say your goodbyes. “Mack! I’ll be back at 6! I love you!” as you open the front door, walk to the elevator, get all the way to your car, key in the ignition, bags on the passenger seat. It hits you. “Fuck!” hands hitting the steering wheel as you grab the keys, at this point already an hour and a half late to work. Getting out of the car, running to the elevator, slamming your key fob to the sensor, hitting your floor number repeatedly.
As the doors close, the elevator light dings, showing the lobby. You groan, foot tapping the floor as you check your watch obsessively. Around 3 people get on, one with a large suitcase, cramping the space even more. It takes 5 minutes before you even get to your floor, running through your apartment hallway like you're being chased. As you reach your door, hand hovering over the handle, it opens to reveal Mack standing there with what you've been chasing.
“You forgot your keycard” Your jaw cocks. “Really? Hadn’t noticed.” Macklin’s eyebrows raise. “Really?” The confused tone stops you for a second “What? Of course I noticed! I didn't run up here for fun!” He softly pouts as you snatch the lanyard with your ID on it.
Before you can make it down the hallway, you hear him clearing his throat.
Your eyes roll before leaning in, softly pressing your lips against his cheek, then to his waiting lips. your hand holds onto his sleeve, pulling away after a second. “Have a good day. I love you,” he mutters, starting to slowly close the door “I love you. I need to go. Goodbye,” you yell, speeding off down the hall.
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Currently, I'm experimenting with writing blurbs and headcanons.
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