Laying in Marcus' bed in the middle of the day is not exactly what you had planned. You had originally come over to see him after the accident, but you ended up fucking. Yep, you heard correctly. The guy still has a concussion, yet he can pound you like a fucking punching bag.

Marcus lazily draws circles on your back making you smile. "What're you smiling at?" He asks.

"I love you." You whisper making him chuckle.

"I love you too," Marcus replies before kissing your head. "Wanna sleepover?" You nod and cuddle in closer to him. Then, the door bursts open.

"Marcus!" Max booms. Then she sees you. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I'll, uh, I'll come back." She leaves the room, closing the door behind her and you burst out laughing.