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the-purity-pen · 4 years ago

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All My Life

Pairing: Marcus Moreno x Fem!Reader

Rating: G (for now) Warning: None. Just a lot of pining. Word Count: 2,144 A/N: I threw this idea out like over a month ago to you all after watching the movie and you all loved it! I’ve finally finished the first part of this story! I hope you all enjoy!

“Marcus and Missy Moreno Save the World Again”

The headline dashed across the bottom of your television screen as clips of the Heroics defeating an invading robotic alien flashed on the screen. The news reporters were rambling on about the details of the attack and how the Morenos and the others had stopped the invaders.

The smile on your face as you packed your suitcase was undeniable. It was wonderful to see the next generation of Heroics take over. Especially after your own departure from the original gang. You hadn’t kept in straight contact with many of them aside from Jasmine and Alana.

They both had been texting you for the last week to ensure you were actually going to attend the reunion. You didn’t know why they were so insistent on you going but you’d absolutely be lying to say you weren’t excited to get back together and have something other than work to focus on.

Becoming a consultant for recruiting new Heroics wasn’t always a glamorous job and your deadlines for meeting quotas were constantly breathing down your neck. But knowing that you were still making an impact even if your powers were mostly underwraps and not used in a big way, was enough to make your job and your move all those years ago worth it.

Your phone buzzed as you attempted to zip the suitcase, pushing down with your entire body weight to try to slide the metal zipper. You grunted and puffed air up out of your mouth and shook your head. You should know better than to overpack but you were trying to make sure you were prepared for anything for the weekend that you’d be back home.

You took a sharp breath in and reached for your phone where it sat on your nightstand. Seeing the messages flying in from Jasmine and Alana made you laugh. They were both gushing about how Marcus looked on the newsreel and Jasmine in particular was mentioning that he was looking better with age and that if you didn’t try to snag him at the reunion that she would seize her opportunity.

“Seriously? He just uses those arms like that?”

“I swear if he comes to the reunion in that vest…”

“Can you imagine what he looks like now that he’s so stacked?”

Your fingers flew across the screen telling them both to calm down and that Marcus, the last thing you knew, was married. Alana was quick to jump in and inform you that Marcus’s wife had passed away just a few years ago. Your heart immediately sank upon reading that message. Despite the years and the way life had separated you, your heart still cared for Marcus.

You had lost your husband to infidelity but losing a significant other in the way Marcus did? Your heart panged as you texted the girls that there was absolutely no way you'd be able to "jump on that" as Jasmine had to eloquently put it. It wouldn't be right. You were just excited to see him and everyone else and catch up on life.

You finally won the fight against the zipper of your suitcase and pulled it onto the floor. You ran through your checklist one last time before deciding you were ready. You placed your carry-on on top of the suitcase and with your phone and keys in hand, you left the house and made your way to the airport.

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“Daaaad, seriously,” Missy groaned with a grin attached to her face. The young girl got up from the edge of her father’s bed and stood in front of him by the mirror. Her small hands came up to cover her father’s larger ones as she stopped him from fidgeting with the tie.

“You look fine,” she reassured him, again. She tugged on the tie to straighten as Marcus looked down at her and sighed. For a teenage girl, Missy seemed to have her life more together than Marcus at times.

“If you say so. Doesn’t make me feel fine,” Marcus admitted to his daughter. Ever since his wife had died, Missy had become his focus and when he had to rejoin the Heroics, he did it to protect her. Everything was for her. So having a night out for just him was odd.

“What are you nervous about? That everyone is going to know that we saved the world again?” Missy laughed and Marcus cracked a grin, shaking his head softly.

“That I’ll bump into people I haven’t seen in years and they’ll think differently of me,” Marcus admitted with a sigh. Missy’s brows furrowed up at her father before her face softened. She knew what it was like to have people look at you like an outcast but there was no way her father would be looked at that way. He was a literal hero and she told him such which made him smile down and press a kiss to the top of her head.

“Love you kiddo,” Marcus sighed before finally leaving the house to make his way to the gymnasium of a building he hadn’t stepped foot in in almost two decades. The walls seemed shorter now and the hallways narrower but his feet carried him through as if he were back to being a teenager.

His eyes scanned as he saw the locker that he had called home for all four years. And a few steps later, he saw your corner locker and his heart stopped for a second. He wondered if you were going to make it to the reunion. He hadn’t thought too deeply about you in a few years because he was still grieving his wife but now that he was here, you were consuming his thoughts.

As he walked into the decorated and rainbow-lit gymnasium, all conversations started to fade away as everyone looked to him with bright smiles. Jasmine looked over your shoulder towards the entrance and her eyes widened. She tapped your arm and nudged her chin in his direction, making you turn.

Your heart nearly leaped out of your chest seeing him. A black suit with a black tie and his black frames all pulled the look together nicely. You guessed Missy probably had a hand in helping him pick out his outfits. The girl was notorious for helping her father with simple things and it didn’t surprise you.

You watched as Steven, better known as Miracle Guy, came over to clap Marcus on the shoulder while shaking his hand with the other. Last you knew Steven didn’t like Marcus but perhaps he was putting on a show since there were phones and cameras everywhere. You scoffed quietly to yourself as a reminder that some people really don’t change.

Some minutes later, Alana nudged her elbow into your side. “Marcus is alone at the drink table. Go say hi,” she punctuated the last word with another nudge and you made a pout at her. “But I have a full-” you started but Alana quickly swiped your cup and downed the rest of your punch. You narrowed your eyes at her and she just gave a giddy, toothy smile, holding your now empty cup out to you before mouthing the word Go.

You rolled your eyes and sighed heavily as you took the cup from her and turned around but not before sticking your tongue out at her. You walked a bit slowly, nervous to even strike up a conversation with your ex-high school boyfriend turned superhero of the world.

You stepped up the punchbowl just as Marcus was about to reach for it and bumped his arm. “Oh! Sorry!” you exclaimed with a light chuckle and he turned to see who had bumped him and felt a huge lump form in his throat.

Your name came from him like a soft whisper and you felt your face soften looking at him. “Hi Marcus,” you said softly, almost in a soft whisper that echoed the way he had said your name. “Or should I say Mr. Superhero of the World?” you gave a soft chuckle and he echoed it with a soft guffaw of his own. The two of you stood there for a minute, just studying each other’s faces with goofy grins attached to your lips.

Suddenly the music dimmed and a tap of a live microphone came over the speakers. “Attention everyone! Okay, okay! Come closer okay?” the class president, Rachelle Hawkins, spoke into the microphone. You and Marcus turned your attention to the stage at the same time. Most of the crowd started moving closer to the stage but you stayed back with Marcus by the food table.

“First of all I just want to say thank you to everyone who could make it tonight,” she said in her overly fake happy tone that she used to use as a cheerleader. You rolled your eyes slightly and Marcus looked over and chuckled at your response. He remembered how much you and Rachelle didn’t get along. You weren’t exactly enemies but her power during school years seemed to have just been racking up the count on how many boys would lose their virginity to her.

Marcus leaned over to speak into your ear with both of your heads still facing the stage. “Good to see she hasn’t changed huh?” he whispered which made you snicker. You both were already falling back into comfort after so many years apart. It only made sense since you had dated for all four years of high school and were friends first.

“Let’s start the night off with a dance from our senior year prom king and queen!” Rachelle exclaimed and held her hand out to point in your and Marcus’s direction. Everyone turned to face you both as Rachelle called out both your names and a bright light then shown on you. You tried to shield your eyes from the blinding spotlight as you looked to Marcus.

In the distance you heard Jasmine and Alana whooping and hollering in celebration which prompted everyone else to start clapping and cheering the two of you on. Marcus looked at you and placed his plate down on the long table. You followed suit to place your still empty cup down next to his plate. You swallowed a large lump that had formed in your throat before Marcus was holding out his arm for you to loop yours through.

You did so and he led you out to the middle of the floor. The light finally faded and you could clearly see Marcus’ face. His eyes were scanning the crowd before jumping back to you. You took a deep breath and reached up to put your left hand onto his shoulder. He placed his right arm on your hip and reached with his left hand to grab your right and hold it. He intertwined your fingers and you felt your heart nearly leap from your chest.

He pulled you closer slowly so your bodies were right next to each other as the song started playing. “All My Life” by KC and Jojo came over the speakers and you couldn’t help but burst out laughing as Marcus swayed you to the beat. He was smiling too knowing why this song was picked. It was the same song that was played during your dance after being chosen as king and queen.

Your laughter caused you to lean into Marcus’s chest for a minute to catch your breath and his heart started to race a mile a minute. Your heart was starting to match his rhythm and when you stood up straight up again, you found yourself just looking into his eyes. The feel of his body pressed against you, the heat of his arm that was now wrapped around your lower back all accumulated to you immediately feeling smitten by him once more.

Your eyes flickered around his face slowly, landing on his lips before looking back into his eyes. But before you knew it, Rachelle’s voice was coming back through the speakers, loud and clear over the music. “Aw look at them folks! It’s like nothing has changed! How sweet!” she cooed and the entire crowd followed suit. You rolled your eyes and Marcus gave a tight lipped grin in response.

He finally pulled back from you when Rachelle started to list off the night’s events and the song faded into the night. Your heart was beating so hard you were starting to breathe heavier. Marcus walked back over to the food table to gather up his plate and you followed him just a step behind. You picked up your cup and without a word to Marcus, started to refill it with punch.

“I’ll um, I’ll see you later?” Marcus asked rather than said and you looked up at him with a wry smile and slow nod.

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fandomgirlz01 · 2 years ago

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See You Later

Marcus Moreno x Reader

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Edited: Yes

Word count: 5199

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Post Date: September 6th 2022

Post Time: 9:05 pm

Summary: Growing up very close, even dating in high school. When reader leaves for college both are absolutely heartbroken. Now ten years later after losing contact with one another they finally reunite. Do they still love one another or are they destined to only stay friends?

PSA: One this Fic jumps a lot and has a lot of flashbacks. Two I do not know Spanish or it’s dialects. I used google translate and some of what I did know and what Nat {Editor} knew or what I have read in other fics. I only know solo se un poco, so if I have anything wrong at all please please let me know and I will fix it. I am in no way trying to offend anyone by the Spanish that is in this Fic.

Please refrain from stealing our work, thank you and please enjoy!!

Based Off Of This Song:

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♪ It's funny 'cause I've always dreamed of me and you

Now here we are

Staring at the stars

You just broke my heart even though you promised

You'd never do that from the start

But I guess we can only make it so far ♪

Marcus’s Pov: *Flashback 1998*

“Marc, baby… we need to talk…” y/n utters as she pulls away from me and sits up.

“Sure. What is it, sweetheart?” I ask her as I sit up too.

She takes a moment before looking away and biting her lip. She turns back to me and her eyes are red as tears start to cascade down her face. She shakes her head with a hiccup as she starts to sob.

I rub her back as soothingly as I can as she continues to cry. Soon I’m pulling her into me and I hold her for a few minutes. She grips onto my shirt tightly for a bit before pulling away.

“I got accepted into Harvard…” she whimpers out though her sobs and I smile.

“What? Why are you crying? Baby, that’s great!” I exclaim as I pull her into another hug.

“Marcus… I don’t know if I want to do long distance…” she mutters as she pulls away from me and I frown.

“What do you mean?” I ask her and she sniffles.

“I’m saying… maybe we should go back to just best friends until I graduate…” she quietly tells me as she plays with a string on her shorts, refusing to look at me.

I feel a lump in my throat as I force myself to hold back my tears and emotions. Of course I don’t want to let her go, but I want to do whatever she feels is best for us.

“I mean… if that’s what you want, angel,” I tell her and she finally looks back at me.

“You’ll keep in touch everyday, right?” she asks and I nod, even though my heart is breaking. I pull her into me again and kiss her forehead.

“I’ll always keep in touch with you. I love you to the moon and back. Let’s just enjoy the rest of tonight together, yeah?” I suggest and she nods against my neck. I can tell her eyes are still wet with tears, but she’s calmed down now.

We lay on the blanket, cuddled up for what feels like hours. The stars seem to shine brighter tonight as though they’re trying to give us a night to remember.

“You’ll come with me to the airport to say goodbye, right?” she mumbles out in a sleepy tone and I squeeze her closer to me.

“Of course, sweetheart,” I whisper out as I again pull her to me and leave a kiss on her forehead.

Her arm around my stomach squeezes me lightly as she gets as close as she can to me. Before I know it, she’s falling asleep and all I can do is hold onto her for the rest of the night.

♪ 'Cause time wasn't in our favour

This isn't goodbye, this is simply see you later ♪

“Flight 187 to Massachusetts will be boarding soon,” a voice calls out over the loudspeaker and y/n lets out a sigh.

“That’s my flight…” y/n sadly tells me as she reaches down for her bag.

“Don’t worry. We’ll call each other every day. You’ll do amazing over there,” I try to reassure her and she gives me a sad smile.

“And you’ll do great in the heroics. Anita will be proud. Keep me updated on all of it, ok? Maybe I’ll join you guys again when I make it back,” she says and I nod.

“I’ll be counting on it,” I tell her and she giggles.

“This isn’t goodbye, Marc, it’s simply a see you later, ok…?” she says nervously and I grin.

“I wouldn’t want it any other way, sweetheart. Come here,” I reply as I open my arms for her and she smiles as she drops her bag.

She comes over and hugs me. I wrap my arms around her and hold her as close as I can.

“Last call for flight 187 to Massachusetts,” the voice over the loudspeaker comes again.

“Well, I guess it’s time. I love you, Marc, I always will,” she tells me with a slight frown as tears fall down her cheek and I wipe one away.

“I love you, too. Always,” I parrot her and she gives me a small smile as she picks her bag back up.

I watch her walk away until she enters the terminal and I can’t see her anymore. Once she’s gone, I let out one last sigh as I shove my hands into my pockets before heading out to my car.

*End of Flashback*

♪ Let me know when it's time to come back

Maybe when your life is on track

And you don't have to hesitate

Hopefully it isn't too late

Luckily for you, I'm patient

I'm okay with your making me wait

And as long as you're near, I'll be here

Even if it takes ten years ♪

Marcus’ Pov: *2020*

That was almost twenty two years ago now… we kept in contact for almost ten years, then I met my late wife and we sorta just lost contact after Missy was born in 2008. To say seeing y/n ten years after the last time we talked is a shock is a big understatement. To see her walking into heroics as I walk out of my office brings everything back.

“Dad… you ok?” Missy asks effortlessly and breaks me out of my shock.

“Huh? Yeah. I’m fine… just uhh…” I trail off and Missy gives me a confused look.

“Ahhh! Missy! Come say hi!!!” My mother exclaims as she waves my daughter over.

“Umm, hi. Abuelita, what’s going on?” Missy asks as she looks between my smiling mother and y/n’s new face.

“This is Daybreak,” my mother introduces y/n as her old superheroine name.

“Oh, Anita. Just give her my real name,” y/n chimes in, waving her off with a giggle.

“Are you sure, chiquita?” My mother asks and again y/n giggles.

“Oh you and calling me little! I’m not very little anymore, Anita!” Y/n jokes and my mother smiles.

“Oh chiquita, you will always be a little one to me. I watched you grow up, niña,” my mother jokes back, making y/n smile before she turns to Missy.

“Hi, Missy. I’m y/n, also known as Daybreak as your Abuelita introduced me,” y/n introduces herself to my daughter, whose face is in shock.

“You're Daybreak?! You used to fight with my dad when he started out!" Missy excitedly tells her and y/n gives her an amused smile.

“Why, yes I did,” y/n agrees with a small nod.

“Why did you leave?! You were one of the best,” Missy asks and my mother gasps.

“That's not polite, Missy. It’s none of our business why she left,” my mother says and Missy frowns.

“No, it’s ok, Ani," y/n tells my mother, using her old nickname.

“You see, Missy, I left because I lost my brother. We were very close. In losing him, I promised him I’d go to college and become a medic. So now I’m back, and if anyone gets hurt out there and I’m with them, I can help them much faster than having to wait on the medic team,” y/n explains and Missy grins, making my mother look up.

“Ahhh! Marcus!! Come say hi. It’s been years since you’ve seen her,” my mother exclaims when she finally sees me.

♪ Can't fall in love, when I found the one

How am I supposed to move on

When you're never really too far gone

The memories won't go away

I feel pain every time I hear your name

But I always think of you the same ♪

Marcus’ Pov: * Flashback 1999*

“How’s your week been?” I ask y/n over the phone.

“It’s been…" she starts to say but pauses. "Yours?” she asks me and I sigh.

“Stressing. Ma just won’t let up on the training. It’s tiresome,” I explain with a huff and she giggles.

My heart bursts at the sound of her laugh, but then I remember she’s not here with me. We talk for a few hours before she has to go to sleep. Once we hang up, I walk over to my fridge and pull out a beer. Soon I need to go to bed as well so I can be up for training.

When I wake up the next morning, I quickly get ready before heading to headquarters. I run into the training room to see my mother training with Miracle Guy and I roll my eyes.

“Morning, ma. Where are we starting today?” I ask as I set my bag down on the bench next to us.

“We'll be sparing. Did you talk with y/n again last night?” she asks and I hold back a sigh as I nod.

“Yeah. She says hi,” I tell my mother and she smiles, nodding.

“Tell her I said the same,” she tells me and I nod as I hold back my emotions at the mention of her name.

“Can you go get me another water from the vending machine down the hall?” she asks me and I give her a confused look.

“Why don’t you just take one from the staff fridge?” I ask her and she shakes her head at me.

“Mijo, if you get it from the vending machine, it gives the new program money,” she explains and I sigh.

“Ok. I’ll go get you a water,” I finally agree and she gives me a small smile.

“Gracias, mijo,” she thanks me as I pick up my wallet.

I walk back into the hall and down a few doors before coming up to the vending machine. I take a moment to look over all the options before looking at the water to see it’s $3.00. I quickly open my wallet and pull some money out.

Something falls to the ground as I pull out a few bills and I reach down to get it. I pick it up, only to find the old picture of me and y/n. I look at it for a moment as I try to keep the floodgate of emotions closed.

I swallow as I look over her in her beautiful prom dress from two years ago now. With a sigh, I pull the picture up to my lips and give it a light kiss. I then put the picture back in my wallet before putting the money into the vending machine.

The water bottle pops out at the bottom and I bend down to grab it. After getting the water, I stand back up before heading back to the training room.

*End of Flashback*

♪ 'Cause time wasn't in our favour

This isn't goodbye, this is simply see you later ♪

Marcus’ Pov *2020*

“Umm… h…h..hi…” I stutter out as I look over her again after almost ten years.

“Hi…” she responds and her voice is like music to my ears.

She tears up as do I before she’s running to close the small gap between us. I chuckle as she slams into me and I effortlessly catch her. She wraps herself around me and I wrap my arms around her.

“Abuelita, what’s going on?” I hear Missy ask from behind y/n.

“They haven’t seen each other in almost twenty two years, mi nieta,” my mother answers just as I let y/n go, but I keep a hand on her back as she turns to them.

“Actually, only ten years, Ani,” y/n corrects her and my mother rolls her eyes.

“Of course, chiquita,” my mother replies playfully and y/n giggles.

“Marc, it’s been so long…” y/n says as she turns to me with a sad smile.

“I know it has, sweetheart. I’m just glad you're back,” I state with a grin and she smiles too.

“I’m glad to be back. There’s so much to catch up on,” she notes and I nod.

“So, so much. Do you wanna come have dinner with me and Missy tonight?” I ask her and her smile grows even more so than before.

“Only if it’s ok with Missy,” she agrees with a smile as she turns to my daughter.

“Dinner with Daybreak? Am I dreaming? Dad, I’m not dreaming, right?” Missy asks as she pinched her arm and we all laugh at her expression.

“No, Missy, you’re not dreaming,” I tell her and she grins.

“Yes, I’d love to have dinner with you,” Missy exclaims excitedly as she hugs y/n.

“Well, I’m glad,” y/n replies with a smile as she hugs Missy back.

“Alright. Go get your stuff from your locker, then we’ll go,” I affirm and Missy smiles, nodding before she runs off.

“Well, I’ll see you later, mi chiquita. Marcus, cook her something nice,” my mother comments as she looks at y/n, then at me.

“Of course, ma,” I promise with a grin and a nod.

“I’m so happy to see you two together again,” she tells us. With one last satisfied nod, she smiles at both of us before walking away.

It’s quiet for a moment before y/n turns to me with another grin on her face.

“See, I told you it wasn’t a goodbye. It was simply a see you later…” she reiterates what she told me when we were saying our goodbyes and I smile sweetly at her.

“That it was, sweetheart. That it was…” I agree with a small nod and she smiles.

“Ready to go?” Missy asks as she comes around the corner.

“Yup, let's go,” I reply as I put a hand on y/n’s lower back before leading both her and Missy out.

♪ Let me know when it's time to come back

Maybe when your life is on track

And you don't have to hesitate

Hopefully it isn't too late

Luckily for you, I'm patient

I'm okay with your making me wait

And as long as you're near, I'll be here

Even if it takes ten years ♪

Marcus’ Pov: *2021*

“Dad?” Missy asks and I look up at her from the paperwork I’m working on.

“What, sweetie?” I ask her and she grins coyly at me.

“When are you going to start dating y/n again?” she blurts out and I almost choke on my coffee.

“Dad! Are you ok?!” Missy shouts as she rushes over to me and pats me on the back.

“Y…y..yeah I’m fine,” I choke out as I recover from coughing.

“Are you sure?” she asks as she continues to rub my back.

“Yeah. I’m sure, Miss,” I reassure her as I nod and she goes back over to her seat.

“So are you going to answer my question?” she asks as she looks over her homework.

“Why do you ask?” I ask her and she looks back up at me.

“Because me, Abuelita and anyone with two eyes can see it…” she sarcastically trails off as she picks up her pencil.

“Can see what, exactly? That I’m happy to have my best friend back?” I ask her and she groans, throwing her pencil back down.

“No, dad. You still love each other. It may have been twenty two years since you guys dated and you may have loved mom, but you do also love y/n. I see it, it’s the same way you looked at mom,” she explains as she sits up and puts her homework back on my desk.

“Missy. I have no clue what you're talking about. We’ve agreed that us dating was in the past,” I shake my head as I deny what Missy is telling me.

“Dad, you've been around each other almost every day for the past year now. The way you guys act is not how best friends act. Just please get together already. It’s annoying to watch. Me and Abuelita even bet on you guys,” she continues to explain and I look at her in shock.

“You and Abuelita bet on what exactly?” I ask in confusion as I pop an eyebrow at her and she giggles.

“I said you’d be back together in a year. Abuelita said you wouldn’t because of how you both like to hide your feelings,” she remarks with a grin and I shake my head.

“Listen, even if I wanted to date her again, I’m not a hundred percent sure she’d want to,” I inform her and she scoffs.

“Dad. Just tell her how you feel. I promise you she’ll feel the same way. She loves you just as much as you do her. I see it on her face,” she berates me and I sigh, shaking my head.

“I just don’t know…” I fret before trailing off.

“Just think about it, dad. This is a second chance for you guys to be together,” she encourages me, but I shake my head again.

“Would you even be ok with it? I mean, after losing your mama like you did?” I ask her and she goes quiet for a moment.

“Do I miss her? Yes, but I know she’s gone. She’s not coming back. I also know y/n could never and would never try to replace her. I also just want to see you happy, papa. Y/n makes you happy,” she explains and I marvel at how wise she sounds.

“Y/n may have been your first love and that will never go away, but you also loved mama. It’s ok to have more than one person you love,” she continues to explain and I lean back in my chair as I look over at her.

“When did you get so wise?” I jokingly ask her and she grins.

“Oh, I’ve always been wise. You’re just too blind to see it,” she jokes back and I scoff.

“Too blind my butt,” I respond with a roll of my eyes.

“But really, dad. Think about talking to her about it. Please,” she practically begs and I sigh.

“Okay, fine. I promise I’ll think about it,” I tell her and she smiles.

“I’m excited for the Daybreak to be my stepmom,” she playfully jokes again and I shake my head.

“Woah, whoa. Getting a little ahead of ourselves, aren’t we?” I ask and she giggles as she pulls her legs up with her onto the chair.

“Nope. I know you guys planned marriage before she left for college,” she explains and I sigh, rubbing my face.

“Your Abuelita tells you too much information,” I acknowledge and Missy giggles again.

“I like the stories. They’re fun to hear. Young dad seems cool,” she tells me and I give her a look with my eyebrow raised.

“Not that you're not cool now. It’s just, young dad was so…” she trails off just as the door opens.

“Reckless?” Y/n chimes into our conversation as she pokes her head into the door.

“No. Just more adventurous,” Missy explains with a shrug before we all start to laugh.

“Marc. Your mom told me to tell you she’d like to see you,” y/n tells me after the laughs die down and I nod as I push myself away from my desk.

“I’ll be there in like two minutes,” I declare and y/n nods before walking out of my office with the door closing behind her.

“All I’m saying is think about it, dad,” Missy orders as she once again picks up her homework.

She starts to work on her homework again and I shake my head. I walk out of my office to see y/n standing there waiting for me. She gives me a smile and I smile back.

“Thought I could walk with ya,” she comments and I nod.

“Yeah. That’s fine,” I confirm and she grins as she wraps an arm around mine.

Together we walk arm and arm to my mothers office. Once we get up to the door y/n, kisses my cheek before pulling back and smiling at me. I give her hand a squeeze and smile back before she walks off.

I watch her walk off until she rounds the corner. Once she's gone, I shake my head before walking into my mother’s office.

♪ Let me know when it's time to come back

Maybe when your life is on track

And you don't have to hesitate

Hopefully it isn't too late

Luckily for you, I'm patient

I'm okay with your making me wait

And as long as you're near, I'll be here

Even if it takes ten years ♪

Marcus’ Pov: *Early 2022*

“Dad!” Missy yells as she comes running into my office.

“Missy, what’s wrong?” I ask, standing up.

She hunches over and tries to catch her breath. I rub her back as she heaves before calming down. She stands straight, but I stay close in case she needs me.

“Dad. You need to go down to medical,” Missy finally speaks and I raise an eyebrow.

“Miss. I’m fine, I don't need medical treatment,” I tell her and she shakes her head.

“No. No. Y/n was brought in just a few minutes ago after her mission. I heard from Wheels that she was unconscious,” Missy explains and my heart drops.

“What? Why wasn’t I informed?!” I shout and Missy jumps a bit.

“I don’t know, dad. I was told by Wild Card and Wheels. As soon as I heard, I ran here,” she explains as she looks at me with fear.

“Let’s go see her,” I tell her and she nods.

She wraps herself around my arm and together we walk down to the medical wing. We walk in and a nurse spots us. The nurse stands and comes over to us.

“Mr. Moreno! What a surprise. What can I help you with?” she asks, her face falling when she finally sees our faces.

“Where is Daybreak? We heard she was brought in,” I explain and she quickly nods.

“She was…” The nurse trails off.

“Why wasn’t I informed? I am her emergency contact…” I ask and the nurse nods quickly.

“We were going to call you sir, but she told us not to. She said she would be fine and she didn’t want to worry you or Miss Moreno,” she explains as she points to Missy.

“Wait, mom’s awake?” Missy asks the nurse and I take a double take to look at her.

“Whoa, whoa. When did you start calling her mom?” I ask and Missy grins.

“Remember when she took me out for our first girls day last year?” she asks me and I nod, still confused.

“Well, we had a conversation and I told her I saw her as a second mom. She then told me I could call her that any time I wanted. I’ve called her mom for a while, I guess I just have never really said it in front of you before,” she explains with a grin and I smile softly at her.

“Can we please go see my mom?” she asks as she turns away from me back to the nurse.

“Of course, sweetheart,” the nurse agrees with a soft smile as she gestures to us to follow her.

“What happened, do we know?” I ask and she nods.

“She was hit in the head pretty hard. She was unconscious when she got here, but doc says she should be fine because she wasn’t out for long. She just can’t fall unconscious again, then we’ll really have a problem,” the nurse explains as we walk down many linoleum floored hallways of the medical wing.

“Well, here we are. This is her room,” the nurse tells us as we come to a stop.

“Thank you,” I reply with a nod.

She nods back lightly before she walks the other way. I look down at Missy and she shrugs before going over to the door. Missy opens the door and y/n sits up as she presses the mute button on the remote.

“Mom!” Missy exclaims before she runs over to y/n.

“Hi, Miss,” y/n replies with a light smile as she hugs her.

“How are you feeling?” Missy asks as she pulls back from y/n.

“I told them not to tell you guys. I’m fine, I swear, just a little hit to the head,” y/n bemoans and I shake my head.

“No. I’m glad we know,” I chime in and smile at her when she nods.

“Hey, Miss. Wanna go get mom some water?” I ask and Missy looks at y/n.

“Yeah, sure,” Missy agrees after y/n nods at her.

“I’ll be right back,” Missy promises before she runs out of the room.

“Marc… listen. I just didn’t want you to worry is all,” y/n launches into her excuses as I lean against the wall with my arms crossed.

“Hmm…” I hum and she plays with a string on the blanket.

“Marc… come on, don’t be mad. If it had been worse, I would have had them get you straight away. It’s just a small concussion,” she defends herself and I shake my head.

“It wasn’t just a small concussion, though. You came in unconscious…” I fight back and she sighs.

“I was hoping nobody told you that detail…” she mutters as she continues to play with the string.

“What happened out there?” I ask her and she sighs.

“I was fighting Mr. Strong and he said something that threw me off my game. Next thing I knew, my head was hitting the ground multiple times. Miracle came in just as I passed out…” she explains and I nod along before I’m pushing off the wall.

“And what did he say to distract you so much…?” I ask and she shakes her head.

“Doesn’t really matter…” she mutters as I walk over to her.

“If you were so distracted sweetheart… it matters,” I tell her and she shakes her head.

“He just… he just got into my head, that's all. Really, it doesn’t matter,” she hisses and I sigh, uncrossing my arms now.

“Sweetheart, look at me. You can tell me,” I promise as I pull her face lightly so she’ll look at me.

“He… he… he said he would go after someone he knew I loved… he then added in…” she trails off as tears make way to her eyes and she chokes back a sob.

“Sweetheart… it’s gonna be okay,” I promise her as I pull her into a hug.

“You don’t get it, Marc. He… he’s going after Missy…” she sobs out and I pause.

“What do you mean?” I ask her as I pull back to look at her.

“You… you and Missy. He’s going after you guys…” she sobs and I chuckle as I pull her back in again.

“Sweetheart, both me and Missy are on superheroine teams. We know how to protect ourselves,” I tell her and she sighs, shaking her head as she pushes me off.

“I know that, and I wasn’t fully distracted by that. I…I..it was what he said after that, that truly threw me off. He said that he’s been watching me… he knew how to hurt you both while hurting me at the same time and that he wouldn’t stop till you were…” she explains and stops when she gets choked up again.

“What? Wouldn’t stop till what?” I ask her and she closes her eyes.

“He said he wouldn’t stop till you were dead…” she whimpers out as she slowly starts to close in on herself.

“Sweetheart, again, superhero team. It’d be a little hard to kill me,” I joke and she groans.

“You're not getting it…” she bemoans and I let out a puff of air.

“What don’t I get, sweetheart?” I ask and she gives me a weary look like she’s thinking over her next words.

“He only said that to get into my head…” she points out and I nod.

“Yeah. Figured as much…” I reply and she huffs again.

“He said that to get in my head because…” she trails off as she bites her lip.

“Because he knows I still, umm… have feelings for… hakshyou,” she mumbles really quietly and I chuckle.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch it…” I tell her as I move my head closer.

“I said, I still um… have feelings for you. There! I said it. You can leave now…” she shouts before turning away from me.

I take a moment to process what she said, a big smile slowly coming over my face as I realize Missy was right. I gently take y/n’s face so she’s looking at me and smirk at the shocked look on her face.

“I still have feelings for you too, sweetheart,” I whisper and before I know it, my lips are on hers and she lets out a little noise of surprise before she starts to kiss me back. The same wonderful, warm feeling that I felt from our last kiss overwhelms me as all of the memories I spent with her come flooding back. I don’t want to stop kissing her, but eventually we pull back to take a breath and we both blush, smiling at each other.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it,” I say, still grinning. “But I thought we had agreed that what we had was in the past,” I explain as I put my forehead to hers.

“That’s what I thought, too. That’s why I didn’t say anything,” she tells me as she lets out a giggle and I chuckle.

“I’m just glad you're ok. I love you,” I respond and she grins even bigger.

“I love you, too,” she replies just before the door to her room opens.

“Yes! I called it! I just told Abuelita I bet you’d be kissing by the time I got back…” Missy declares as she looks at us with a grin.

“Would you stop making bets on us?!” Y/n yells out with a giggle as Missy sets the water on the counter by the door.

“You knew about the other bet?” I ask her and she nods.

“Yeah. Miss told me about it about a week after they made it. I told her it was absurd,” y/n explains and I chuckle, shaking my head.

“Oh, Miss, come here…” y/n speaks as she gestures with her hand for her to come grab it.

“Mom…” Missy utters and y/n nods lightly before Missy rushes over.

“My girls,” I say as I smile proudly, watching as Missy hugs y/n and y/n holds her as close as she can.

“Well, took you guys ten years,” we hear from behind us.

“Oh, hush you,” I tell my mother, who gives a nonchalant wave of her hand.

“At least we came back together,” y/n chimes in with a smile up at me.

“Even if it took ten years or more, I’m sure we would have always found our way back together at some point,” I point out and y/n giggles as she nods in agreement. I reach my hand out to her and she takes it, smiling at me with pure content.

♪ Even if it takes ten years

Even if it takes ten years ♪

The End…

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weekly fic recs!

More recommendations! Everybody seems to love the very first one I posted, which is amazing!!! Everything I have recommended can be found on my {fic rec masterlist}.

Here are all the amazing writers I have included in this weeks recs:

@forever-rogue

@gryffindorwriter

@autumnleaves1991-blog

@dindjarindiaries

@frannyzooey

@opheliaelysia

@ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

@winchesterxxi

@pedros-mustache

@pedro-pascal-love

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⊱{Frankie “Catfish” Morales}⊰

"WE'RE JUST FRIENDS." "FRIENDS DON'T DO THIS TYPE OF SHIT." BY FOREVER-ROGUE

Reader and Frankie have been friends for many years and it's finally come to the point where emotions are taking over and you can't sit there and act like you're just friends anymore.

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⊱{Agent Whiskey / Jack Daniels}⊰

“I TRUSTED YOU." / "I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM WITHOUT YOU." BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Takes place during Whiskey's final scene of the movie, but reader has some words to say to him that talk him down

TRUST BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

After the reader and Whiskey have a few drinks together before Whiskey's next mission, they share a quick kiss. When Whiskey is shot the next day, there's only one thing that reader can think of to restore his memory

MEMORY BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader loses her memory when she gets shot and despite the agency's efforts to recover them, they seem to be lost for good much to Whiskey's dismay. So he replicates their first date again

MISCOMMUNICATION BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Ginger tells Whiskey that reader has been shot and killed on a mission, the pain of losing yet another love begins to settle in when suddenly you're stumbling through the agency doors injured

SCREW TRADITION BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

It's the reader and Whiskey's wedding day and reader is having a panic attack before the ceremony. Jack doesn't give it a second thought before he's rushing through the doors to help alieve all the stress and emotions

REGRETS BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

After a mission goes wrong and Whiskey and reader are facing impending death, they miraculously survive and Whiskey is intrigued when the reader mentions not wanting to have died with regrets

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME." / "H-HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE?" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader confides in Ginger when a pregnancy test comes back positive, and stresses over Jack not wanting kids after what happened with his first wife and their child

*SLEEPY SEX BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

NSFW! Reader and Whiskey admit to the sexual tension between them one night during a mission, and as you can assume, smut ensues!

“[CHOKED UP] I THOUGHT I LOST YOU." / “[CHOKED UP] I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE YOU AGAIN" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader is out shopping at a store when Jack sees on the news there was a shooting there, and he immediately rushes to find you with fears of what happened to his high school sweetheart flooding his mind

“WHO ATE ALL THE ADVENT CALENDAR CHOCOLATES?!" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader confronts Whiskey about the empty advent calendar only four days into December, and he sends you on a wild goose chase to distract you. Overall the cutest fluff ever!

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? IT'S NOT SAFE OUT THERE!" BY GRYFFINDORWRITER

Reader and Whiskey get into an argument after reader spends more time at work recently. He changes his attitude pretty quickly when you turn to walk out into the cold night

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⊱{Javier Peña}⊰

"WE'RE JUST FRIENDS." "FRIENDS DON'T DO THIS TYPE OF SHIT." BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

Okay, think Frankie's version of this prompt (if you read it!)... but a complete 180º. This has a lot of angst and it just makes me realize how much poor Javier needs a hug, desperately.

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⊱{Din Djarin}⊰

SNACK TIME BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Day 6 of Mandoctober by this author. Absolute fluff between Din and Grogu where dad!Din has to teach Grogu to not play with his food

RAZOR CREST BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Day 7 of Mandoctober by the author. As Din grows closer with the reader, the term home is something he begins to feel properly identifies what the Razor Crest is for the three of you

AD'IKA BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Day 10 of Mandoctober by the author. This follows Din's usage of the word Ad'ika, or little one, towards Grogu and how the child responds to it

COZY IN THE COCKPIT BY DINDJARINDIARIES

Reader is badly injured when the Razor Crest takes a beating, and in order to save you from hypothermia, Din locks the three of you in the cockpit and cleans up your wounds while Grogu attempts to help too

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⊱{Marcus Pike}⊰

THE RISING SUN BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

A short story about the reader suffering from depression and anxiety, but has Marcus by their side to face it all. A someone who has been in a (scarily) similar situation to this, it was so comforting hearing the things I both needed to hear and wish I would have heard from my previous s/o

"IF YOU THROW THAT SNOWBALL, THAT MEANS WAR" BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

This is absolutely, 100%, pure fluff. Reader and Marcus are having a fun snow day with their two kids and I melted reading this

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⊱{Dave York}⊰

*WELL, THIS IS AWKWARD (SERIES) BY PEDRO-PASCAL-LOVE

NSFW! This story awoke something in me... a new interest in Dave x Nanny stories. It follows the events of Equalizer 2, just with the reader added into the plot

(ALSO I AM SO EXCITED THE AUTHOR IS CONTINUING THIS STORY... Y'ALL NEED TO GIVE IT A SHOT!!!)

*DAVE YORK X NANNY DRABBLES/ASKS BY FRANNYZOOEY

NSFW! I found this shortly after finishing Well, This Is Awkward and I love it. These are all drabbles/asks the reader has gotten about certain situations regarding Dave and the Nanny!Reader. It's all the right amount of spice in all the right places

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⊱{Ezra}⊰

*AKRASIA BY OPHELIAELYSIA

NSFW! Reader and Ezra are locked down in their ship before being able to dock and part ways. With sexual tension building, there is only so much time left to do something about it

HOLD ON TO THESE WORDS BY OPHELIAELYSIA

Reader struggles with insomnia and late-night anxieties, meaning Erza never finds himself waking up beside you. However, one night he wakes to you lost in your own mind and comforts you

WILDFLOWER BY OPHELIAELYSIA

Reader is exploring nature one morning before Ezra wakes up and is greeted with the sight of beautiful flowers, which remind you of your lover in the sweetest ways possible

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⊱{Pero Tovar}⊰

*CLANDESTINE BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

NSFW! Reader and Pero cross paths when Pero is hired for protection in your kingdom before the King arrives for a festival. Lots of small glances and hidden love-making in the dark shadows make for something sweet yet forbidden

*LIKE THOSE FOREIGN STARS BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

NSFW! Reader and Pero are married, but for most of your marriage, he has been off selling his sword. When he is gone for much longer than originally intended on one job, his arrival back home calls for a passionate reunion on the kitchen table, and the floor, and the bed...

*RAISE YOUR HAND TO ME AGAIN AND I'LL CUT YOUR HEART OUT MYSELF BY ITHINKHESGAYBUTWESAVEDMUFASA

NSFW! WARNING: SUGGESTED DOMESTIC VIOLENCE/SPANKING DISCIPLINE, I felt like that was needed before recommending it.

Disclaimer: This is a glorious Outlander AU, but I think it can be read without any knowledge of the show. Reader and Pero are married due to a deal to keep you safe as you travel with him and the other men, and when you step out of line he is expected to reprimand you as your husband. Pero ends up having a change of heart as to what being a husband means to the two of you

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⊱{Poe Dameron}⊰

MARRIED TO A SKYWALKER BY WINCHESTERXXI

Adorable headcanons about how life would be if reader was a Skywalker/Solo kid and how interactions would be with Leia and Han

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⊱{Oberyn Martell}⊰

DORNISH DELIGHTS (Part 1) (Part 2) BY AUTUMNLEAVES1991

A modern AU where Oberyn owns and runs a shop called Dornish Delights and reader has quickly become one of his favorite customers. There's a strong sense of comfort when picturing this shop and I desperately wish I could go there and be loved by Oberyn like this

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⊱{Marcus Moreno}⊰

FIDDLE BY PEDROS-MUSTACHE

An adorable fic about reader fiddling with Marcus' wedding ring beginning on their honeymoon. After ten years reader is worried he is annoyed by it, but all is well in the end

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⊱{Max Phillips}⊰

WITH CHERRIES ON TOP (SERIES) BY ITHINKHESGAYBUTWESAVEDMUFASA

I am still actively reading this and am only a couple of chapters in, BUT IT'S A PROPOSAL AU! Brief rundown if you don't know the movie, WITHOUT giving anything major away; The boss is getting deported and creates a fake engagement with the assistant! It's really fun to see this plot with Max plugged into it

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