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Tw: very light smut
When he was transported back in time to the year 1955, falling in love was the last thing he thought he'd do there. The first time Marty saw you was at Lou's Cafe when he was trying to provide guidance and support to his dad so he could ask his mom, Lorraine, out. You just happened to be one of Lorraine's bestfriend, and couldn't help but swoon over Marty when he had to put Biff in his place.
In no time you had asked him out on a date, and although Marty was hesitant about it, knowing that it could potentially affect the future, he just had to accept because of how gorgeous you were. Well, one date lead to another and so on, and you both were sure that you had fallen head over heels for eachother, despite the fact that you would've been decades apart in the future, and already came from different worlds.
You shared your first kiss with Marty, stayed out late while he charmed you, and the night that you and him attended the 'The Enchantment Under The Sea' dance was the night he told you about how he was from the future and was trying to get back; it was bad timing. The news left you in disbelief, and you couldn't help but think he was just joking around or being outright absurd, since you believed time traveling was impossible.
"That's impossible, Marty" You finally spoke, sitting in the passenger seat of his car, after leaving the dance together for the night, which was after he played an unfamiliar song for all the teens; it was quite unique to say the least.
"I thought it was too, but it's not, I promise you" Marty explained with a sincere look and tone that made you actually question it being a real thing afterall. But of course, you would still need some proof, proof that involved seeing this magnificent and innovative world of 1985 for yourself.
"Then take me back to the future with you" You stated, and Marty didn't know how he could tell you that you tagging along with him was capable of affecting a lot of different aspects.
"Well, you see, there's kind of a complication with you coming alo-" You cut Marty off by placing your lips on his, not wanting to hear his protest, not wanting to worry about the possibilities. You just wanted to go with him because not only were you curious and didn't believe time traveling existed, but there was also nothing entertaining for you anymore in 1955, and you loved Marty.
Marty couldn't help but kiss you back, while you moved yourself onto his lap, straddling him as he cupped your face and continued to kiss you with a passion that naerly swept you off your feet. Your cheeks were an evident crimson shade, and feeling daring, you took Marty's hands off your face and placed them on your breasts instead, always wondering what second base would be like.
Marty was getting so caught up in the smell of your sweet perfume, the feel of your lips on his, and the fact that he was feeling you up. It wasn't until you and him repositioned yourselves, and you started to pull him down ontop of you by his tie that Marty realized he was running late, and that Doc was probably waiting impatiently.
"Listen, Y/n, I've got to really get going because tonight is the only night where it's possible for me to get back to the future" Marty explained in a rush, and got off you, leaving you all hot and bothered.
"Oh, Marty, can I please come with you?" You begged, trying to use your own charms to your advantage, knowing Marty couldn't resist you no matter how hard he tried.
Marty looked into your puppy dog eyes, and sighed in defeat "Alright, fine, you can come, but if anything is screwed up in the future it's most likely from you" Marty said the last part jokingly, earning a soft laugh from you, before he got ready to go meet up with Doc
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Sitting in the passenger seat of a strange car that Marty claimed was a 'Delorean', you found yourself excited about what 1985 could be like, but also nervous about the potential negative aftermath of time traveling.
"Hey, you okay? You don't have to do this if you don't want to, babe" Marty asked with concern, wanting to remind you that you didn't have to go if you felt scared or uncomfortable.
You nodded, and flashed him a reassuring smile "I want to do this, I mean, there's nothing here for me, and I just want to be with you in the end because I love you"
Marty squeezed your hand lovingly, and smiled "Well, I love you too" He said, before kissing you once more. It was a sweet, lovable, but short kiss that still expressed the adoration and love that you held for eachother.
The boy pulled away, and started up the engine of the Delorean, preparing himself to get the car to 88 miles per hour, and hoping that it would line up when the lightning from the current storm hit the clock tower.
