Marcus is nothing but clingy, demanding attention and affection from you even though the two of you were 'just' friends since childhood. It was somehow endearing yet annoying at the same time. Of course, who wouldn't feel annoyed if someone demanded attention from you twenty-four-seven? And he was quite stupid to add.

It was close to midnight, the skies dark, the only things that lit up the sky was the bright full moon and stars that littered the darkness. And of course, the soft breeze of the wind.

Marcus slowly entered your room, his gaze softening upon seeing his beloved sleep. He entered the room, closing the door behind him before slowly crawling in bed with you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling your body back against him. He nuzzled his nose against your hair, inhaling your scent.

"Mmm.. ma, are you awake?" He asked quietly against your hair, voice muffled.

See? quite stupid.