INFO : Short n sweet drabble with unspecified variants ‘cause this can go for multiple Mark’s ఌ
“Mark,” You murmur, sitting next to him on your bed as his head stays tucked in your lap. Your fingers are tangled in his hair and he barely even stirs, instead letting out a shaky breath against your skin, hands grasping at your waist.
When you repeat his name, he finally looks up. And you smile. Gods, you smile. It’s soft and sweet, faint yet noticeable. He didn’t have to teach himself to notice every little detail of your features. From the slope of your nose to the slightest uptick of your lips, he notices.
It comes naturally.
The two of you stare at each other for a few moments, before you mutter, “You know he was just a classmate. Right?”
Mark sighs. “I know that.”
“Good. You know I’m not going anywhere?”
Slowly, after a moment of quiet, he nods against you. You hum, the feel of his skin on yours soothing both of you. It’s not often that you two get peaceful moments like this—just able to talk to each other.
“I don’t know his name,” it’s a statement and a reassurance all wrapped into one if the gentleness in your voice is anything to go by. “But you can’t threaten every guy that hits on me.”
“I know that.” Mark sits up slightly, one hand moving under your shirt while the other stays on your waist. “But he’s seen us together before. He knew.”
At that, you tilt your head, giving it some thought. It was just a college classmate of yours. You’ve barely acknowledged the guy this entire semester, let alone spoken to him.
“You can’t threaten people. Civilians, anyway. I’m not going anywhere.”
“I know.”
“Okay. Then, just stay the night,” You murmur, tilting his head ever so slightly so that you’re both staring at each other. His expression doesn’t change much, but it softens, and that’s more than enough.
He’s not going anywhere, either.
a / n : i love doing these btw. omni mark is taking over my BRAIN i can’t handle it
