#this is the 3rd market so far? asldkjfa

[nobedofroses]

December 9

pairing:  Marcus Moreno x reader

warnings: mentions of smut, alcohol consumption

words: 932

a/n: they are very sweet, also always horny lmao 

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When Missy got invited to go with her friend’s family to Disney World for Christmas, it was hard to imagine spending the holidays without her, but you and Marcus decided that she could go. If it were any other family, you would have just gone with them, but neither of you could stand the parents or their other children, but they were good parents and people and you trusted them.  

A couple weeks before her trip, you got a little glum, thinking about how much you would miss her and being sad because you were losing a Christmas with her when you had less to begin with. Marcus noticed, of course, and started coming up with a plan. 

Missy left super early in the morning and the two of you got a little teary when the Robinsons picked her up for the airport. She called you both dramatic but gave you big hugs and promised to answer her phone within the hour whenever you texted and always answer your call or call you right back. 

As soon as she was gone, Marcus took you to the couch for a comfort cuddle, and so you could snooze a bit longer. Half an hour later, while you started with breakfast, he told you he had a surprise. He came back with an envelope and handed it to you across the counter with an excited grin on his face. 

Opening the envelope, you saw what looked like train tickets and the destination was a name you didn’t recognize. Looking up at him curiously, you asked, “Honey, what are these?” 

“We are going,” he paused for dramatic flair, still smiling like a goof, “To take the train to one of those tiny little towns with the giant Christmas markets!”

You gasped and ran around the counter to hug and kiss him, pulling back only to hold his face in your hands and tell him, “You are the sweetest ever oh my gosh I love you so much!” 

Before Marcus could go into any detail, you were celebrating and thanking him for the trip on the couch, toast cold and forgotten in the toaster. 

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Just the next day you set off for the Christmas market town, enjoying the train ride with some peppermint mochas and frosted cookies they sold in the snack car. You read and Marcus worked on a crossword, asking you for help whenever he got really stuck. 

The vacation rental you were staying at was small, just one big room and a bathroom, but it had a kitchenette, couch, bed, and fireplace, so you didn’t need anything else. You spent the first couple hours unpacking, putting away the few basics you had bought at the local grocery, and then testing out the bed, couch, and kitchen counter. 

In the evening, you went to a local diner for dinner, which was very delicious, and got a whole pie to eat over the course of your days there. When you got back to the rental, you cuddled up and watched Christmas movies and did some other things. 

The next day, you went back to the diner for a yummy breakfast and then headed to the town to check things out. You decided to do some shopping around and explore the actual town during the day so that you could come back to the market at night when the lights were all on. Plus, according to the waitress at the diner, there was music and carolers at night. 

For lunch you went back to the rental and had sandwiches (to save money after everything you spent while shopping to keep Marcus happy). Then, a nap to restore some energy and some sex to use some up. 

Dinner was at a different, bit fancier restaurant, with candlelight and wine (Marcus only had one glass since he was driving). More wine than you usually had, but it was a vacation and you missed Missy. 

When you finally made it to the market, you were extremely excited. And pretty loud. Especially when Marcus suggested getting cider and accidentally bought you an alcoholic version because you liked the sound of apple-cranberry. 

You were sad when Marcus insisted on taking you home when you had only gone to four booths, but you were drawing stares. 

Once you got back, you insisted on having pie, and Marcus agreed, as long as you went to bed right after. But when you were in bed, it was like you were wired, and wanted sex. You were just too inebriated still for Marcus to agree, especially since you hadn’t talked about it before, but he did offer to make out as a consolation. You eagerly agreed, and eagerly kissed him, but you were definitely enjoying his ability to be precise with his lips more than he was enjoying your sloppy kisses. Still, he thought you were adorable, and soon you got sleepy enough for him to pull away from the kiss and cuddle you close to fall asleep.

 The next morning, Marcus knew you would be hungover, so he sneaked to the diner to pick up some breakfast and coffee so you could sleep in and hopefully avoid the worst effects. When you woke up to food and coffee and Marcus, you were incredibly grateful. But also had too big of a headache to thank him properly, so you promised to do so later and Marcus laughingly accepted. But you did tell him that he would have to wait until after the market that night, because there was no way you were missing it again. 

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