Violetta Preferences!

Marco Imagine #1

An: for the lovely SereenDabaja <3 Love you Duba.

***

You groan as you hear the doorbell ring. Eyes darting for a place to put all of the papers you'd currently been carrying you run to the door and open it, slightly out of breath before smiling quickly at your boyfriend standing there.

"Hey," you say quickly before pecking him just as fast not leaving him the time to talk. You turn around and begin to fast walk towards the table you were previously studying at.

Papers were scattered all over along with different colored highlighters and two pens : a black one and a blue one. Not to mention the three thick Algebra, Physics, and Geometry books. It was finals week, and yes you'd been quite stressed. Not leaving you much intimate time with your boyfriend.

"Listen I really do miss you and everything but I seriously need to study, I mean we have three finals tomorrow and I'm freaking out. Can we like reschedule, maybe Wednesday?"

Your rambling went along with your quick hands as you rearranged everything on the table completely oblivious to the shocked, amusedly frustrating look on Marco's face as he tried to squeeze a work in.

"No wait, we have the Biology final on Thursday. God that's going to be the death of me. Thursday? Shit, no. Business. What about Fri-"

His hands placed on your waist turning your body around to face him before capturing your lips in his thus silencing you, caught you by surprise. Kissing back however, you sunk into the familiar feeling of his lips that you'd honestly missed due to all of the studying you were doing.

Pulling away from you, Marco's hands now rested on either side of your neck playing with a ends of your hair before smiling down at you, "Hi," he let out and you laughed before sinking into his chest rather embarrassed at how you completely ignored him.

"Hey," you let out when you pulled up to look him in eye, missing the faint sparkle you found in the mix of all the chocolate.

"I've missed you, Siri," he commented and you smiled lacing your arms around his neck and messing with his hair.

"Me too, Polo," you reciprocated, pulling him in for another short kiss.