-Marcus Dobre Fanfic

(my first imagine too yay)

FLUFF 💕

WaRNING: there's pretty strong language used here 😇

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"Hey Marcus".

"Eyyyyy! What's up Y/N?"

I smiled a little, shaking my head even though the curly haired boy on the other end of the line couldn't see me.

"I need you to do me a favour: tell Lucas I won't be coming today" I said, curling up into a ball on my bed.

"Wait what? That means you won't see me either", he whined. "What am I supposed to do then?"

"Find something else to do you horndog", I snapped. "I'm on my period. And you know how bad my cramps get".

"Ohh, I see", Marcus said. "So what do I tell Luke?"

"I don't know, but tell him something because I'm not planning on leaving my bed today", I replied.

I heard him sigh. "Alright. I'll tell him that you had a last minute appointment or something"

"Thanks Marcus".

"I'd say 'it's nothing', but it isn't, because you're neglecting me", he said, his tone laced with contempt.

"Marcus, I-"

"Kidding! I'm kidding, Y/N", he laughed.

"Oh, fuck off already", I groaned, rolling my eyes.

"See ya", he chirped, before hanging up.

I rolled onto my side and pulled my comforter around me and tried not to think about the pain (A/N: because we all know the best way to deal with period cramps is to curl up and cry).

Marcus and I were what most would call friends with benefits. Sex partners. Fuck buddies. Whatever you wanna call it. We met shortly after his twin brother Lucas became my tutor. Since they lived off-campus and I lived on-campus, we didn't see often, but every weekend I'd go to their place for a study session with Lucas and to hook up with Marcus. Eventually we'd become so close that most people thought we were best friends. I didn't blame them; to be honest, we acted like it too.

*spongebob narrator voice* 30 minutes later

*KNOCK KNOCK* (A/N: any Twice stans out there? No? Okay, I'll go now, sorry)

"Go awayyyy", I mumbled, burying my face in my pillow. The knocking continued and I resisted the urge to scream, as that would only let whoever it was know that I was actually in my suite.

My phone buzzed, indicating I had a text. It was from Marcus.

M: i know ur in there. open up, its me

Okay, fuck you, Marcus.

I groaned out loud, forcing myself out of bed. I knew just how stubborn he could be at times, and I just wasn't ready to fight with him today.

I opened my door to find him standing there with the goofiest grin on his face and his knapsack on his back. "I knew you'd open up for me".

"You better have a good reason for coming here, boy", I grumbled, stepping aside to let him in. He made a beeline for the couch. "So what are you gonna entertain me with?"

I scoffed. "You actually think I'm gonna play the host today? Please. I'm going back to bed".

"Nooooo! Stay with me, Y/N".

"I'm going to my room, Marc", I deadpanned.

"Oh. Right", he said. "Well, I'm coming with you!"

I rolled my eyes as he got up and followed me. I resumed my fetal position on my bed as he put his bag down and opened it.

I looked at him confused. "What are you doing?"

He just grinned at me and pulled something out. "You have a microwave, right?"

"It's not your first time here, Marcus".

"I was just asking, jeez", he said, backing away from me. "I'll be back in a bit".

He left, supposedly to warm something up. I grabbed my phone and started scrolling through my instagram feed.

"Think fast, Y/N!"

I shrieked as Marcus threw something at me. Something hot. "What the hell?!" I glared at him as he flopped on the bed beside me.

"Dude, chill. It's just a heating pad".

I blinked, looking down. "Well", I started, grabbing it, "you didn't have to throw it as if it was a freaking missile".

He rolled his eyes and reached once again into his bag. "You know, it wouldn't kill you to say 'thank you'".

"Fine". I plastered a fake smile on my face and batted my eyelashes at him. "Thank you, sweetie".

"Oh, shut up", he said, propping his laptop on the bed between us. "Oh yeah; this is for you". He handed me a container, which I opened immediately.

"Oh my god, Marcus, thank you!" I squealed. "Now, do you have a fork? I can't exactly eat Thai food with my hands you know".

He groaned before getting up. "You're such a diva, you know that right?"

"Thanks, darling", I drawled in a New Jersey accent. Well, I tried anyway...

He replied inaudibly after that, before I heard him opening drawers in the kitchen area. "Hey, Marcus, could you hurry up? I'm starving!"

"Fuck you, Y/N!"

"That's rude, you know. This is my house!"

"Actually", he said, coming back to the room, "this is school property. And as a student here, I have the freedom to speak my mind, just like you". He smirked at me as I narrowed my eyes at him before snatching my fork. He shook his head at me before turning back to his laptop.

"So what are we watching?" I asked between forkfuls.

"You'll see".

I exhaled impatiently and sat back, watching him open Netflix and pull up a movie. My eyes lit up as soon as I saw the title.

"We're watching Shrek? YAS!" At that, Marcus swore under his breath. "What?" I asked, poking him.

"I thought you'd be annoyed at that. I mean, you've only watched the movie a hundred times".

"And i'll watch it a hundred times more", I retorted, leaning forward and starting the film. "Now shut up and let's watch".

"But I didn't even-"

"Ey. Shut up".

I felt myself getting giddy watching the first scene once again. I snuggled up against Marcus, tucking my legs under me as he put his arm around me.

*spongebob narrator voice* 90 minutes later

"You up for the next movie?" Marcus asked as I yawned and stretched. "Or are you too tired to continue?"

"Are you kidding? I thought we were watching all the movies!"

"Okay then", he chuckled, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "Shrek 2 it is". He set up the movie. I punched him playfully before crossing my legs and leaning my head on his shoulder.

When the first song of the movie came on I felt Marcus' gaze on me. "Marc?"

"Mhmm?"

"Why are you staring at me?

"I was just wondering.."

"Wondering...?"

He blushed and looked down. I tilted my head to the side, staring at him intently. After a moment, he faced me again.

"What if I told you that I've accidentally fallen in love with you? What would you say, Y/N?" he asked.

It was my turn to blush, and I smiled shyly as i answered, "I would say the same thing, Marcus".

His face lit up at that, and he leaned closer to me. Then we were kissing. And, unlike others, this one was laced with passion.

We pulled apart, and Marcus grinned at me again. "So, Y/N... wanna be my girl?"

I giggled, once again curling up against him. "You know, I thought you'd never ask".

Marcus shook his head at me and I giggled again. A moment of silence passed.

"So, Marcus... are we gonna finish this movie or what?"

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A/N:

FIRST OF ALL - If by some chance you haven't watched any of the Shrek films i HIGHLY recommend you do so. They're all great. Honestly. I wanna watch them all over and over again. Because tbh, its the only fairytale that proves you don't need a perfect ending to be happy. And I like that. So yh

ALSO - this is like, my first ever published imagine, and I apologize if its crappy. I had fun writing it tho. Shoutout to Nae_Albert because she basically inspired this story in a way that only she can.

And FINALLY- thanks so much for reading. It really does make my day.